Personal Vendetta Under the Guise of Public Duty, Collecting Debts! 21,500 Monthly Tickets for an Extra Chapter.

Zhou Changchun and the others were all somewhat dejected.

"No matter. You go take care of something else first. Zhou Changchun, your team happens to have nothing on its hands, so come with me to visit some old acquaintances from the sect. We'll pay them a social call and work on our connections."

Infinite coldness seeped from Fang Che's smile. "Black Mist, have you finished compiling the list?"

Now that he finally had some free time, Fang Che began settling old scores.

The debt owed for all the gifts Yin Shen Gong had sent over a thousand years ago going to waste had yet to be reckoned with by Lord of the Night Demon.

This sort of thing couldn't be done at the beginning. The Main Trial Hall had to achieve results and establish its prestige before it could be attempted.

And only then could one vent one's anger to one's heart's content.

Fang Che had kept it pressed down in his heart all along. Now, the time had finally come. He had calculated it carefully: he had just suffered a grievance—yes, regarding Chen Xi, no matter what Fang Che's original intentions had been, on the surface, Fang Che had indeed been wronged.

From a public standpoint, his work had been disrupted and the investigation obstructed.

From a private standpoint, he had been suppressed.

As for the punishment, he had simply been punished alongside Chen Xi. Judging by the Night Demon's own actions, he did not warrant punishment.

The reasoning was simple: whenever two sides caused trouble, one side was bound to be in the wrong. When both sides were given fifty strokes each, one side was inevitably being wronged.

And this time, without a doubt, the one who had been wronged was Lord of the Night Demon.

Even Chen