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The thirty Divine Palace Realm martial artists present had all once served as Intelligence Scouts or Wind-Chasing Patrol Officers.
However, for various reasons, they had been driven out of those two organizations. They were all outcasts within the Six Fan Sect, people no one wanted to use—or, like Du Xiao, no one dared to use.
After all, keeping these people in the Six Fan Sect was just a waste of their salaries, so Liu Fengwu had bundled them all up and sent them to Su Xin.
When Su Xin had finished reading through everyone's records, their faces had all darkened. Not a single person spoke.
Su Xin sneered. "Are you satisfied with your lives now? You were once elite Wind-Chasing Patrol Officers and Intelligence Scouts of the Six Fan Sect, yet now you're worse off than ordinary constables. Aren't you ashamed?"
Du Xiao gave a cold snort. "At worst, I'll take off this uniform and become a rogue martial artist in the jianghu."
Su Xin looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Do you think you can join the Six Fan Sect whenever you want, then leave whenever you want? If you dare do that, the Six Fan Sect will mobilize all its forces to hunt you down the very next day. You won't even make it out of Beiyuan Circuit."
Joining the Six Fan Sect was easy—as long as you were strong enough. Leaving it, however, was another matter entirely.
The Six Fan Sect had a special role. If secrets concerning the jianghu or the Imperial Court leaked out, it could cause major trouble.
Besides, Wind-Chasing Patrol Officers and Intelligence Scouts knew far more than most, so the Imperial Court was even less likely to