A rooster doesn't eat food it hasn't worked for.
What Three Laws Department, what Demon Subduing Division, their toil and merits were so great that they were specially permitted to exchange great merit and great medicine for Long Qi.
Pure bullshit!
Campaigning against the Ghost Mother, exterminating the remnants—it was really just boiling old men.
Back then, that whole group of second- and third-generation elites had been parachuted into Pingyang. They were capable, true, but they were also padding their résumés. Compared with the troops stationed at the Southern Border and Northern Court, coming to Pingyang to face off against the Ghost Mother was who knew how much easier and more rewarding. And they could exchange this "merit" for Long Qi, even superior Long Qi?
Liang Qu was the first not to believe it.
No fools were present today. Fools were not qualified to come pad their résumés. They were all the finest of the second-generation circle: Zuo Heng and Sui Hongyan of the Demon Subduing Division, Zhu Yu and You Huaying of the Three Laws Department. The light in their eyes gradually faded, replaced by restrained contemplation.
Their gazes flickered.
A fight was coming!
And a big one at that!
The Ghost Mother Sect?
No, that did not add up.
It was not a matter of whether they were qualified, but that the circumstances did not fit.
According to Ministry of War records, two self-severed Martial Saints among the Great Qian remnants had fled together into the Jiang Huai Great Marsh. If they wanted to wipe them out in a short time, a few more First Realm Perfected Elephants would be of no help.
If they were merely clearing out subsidiary branches, the River Conservancy Office as it now stood had more than enough strength.
Liang Qu alone could