The Three Realms Descend-An Extra Chapter for Crazy Jue's Golden Grand Alliance Reward 41

Meanwhile, Guardian Headquarters was urgently formulating ways to deal with those responsible for spreading and writing such material. This was an exceedingly brain-racking matter, and even now there was no concrete plan for implementation.

After all, they could not force people to stop writing, could they? Control it too strictly, and it would become an inquisition over words. Control it too loosely, and people would stir up trouble.

This truly required long-term study. And even after a solution was devised, they would still need to select a place for a pilot program, determine its effectiveness, and investigate the public response. After all, this was a law for the entire continent. How could it be perfected and implemented in just a day or two?

When the prisoners were escorted into Kanke City from six directions, every road leading there became jammed with people once word spread.

Basket after basket of filthy things had actually become merchandise. "Rotten eggs! Rotten eggs! Rotten eggs made especially for this occasion! Nothing's better for smashing bad people!"

"Dung bombs! Dung bombs! Use these to vent your anger!"

"Rotten vegetables specially collected for the occasion... guaranteed filthy, guaranteed expired, guaranteed to have maggots..."

"Piss for sale! Piss for sale! All well-aged piss, guaranteed pungent! Pour it on someone and the smell won't fade for half a month. Guaranteed satisfaction..."

Everywhere the procession passed, the stench soared to the heavens.

Whenever the escort teams passed through their cities, countless civilians would run more than a hundred li just to throw stones at them from the roadside. Their hatred was beyond words! Some martial artists even followed the escort teams all the way, pelting them throughout the journey.

Two of the teams actually encountered wave after wave of assassins.

Groups of black-clad, masked men rushed out, hidden weapons