Before the vast force led by Nie Que, everyone had already forgotten Fang Yun.
A young Metropolitan Graduate's thoughts carried no weight at a time like this.
"Nie Que, are you truly going to do this?" Yun He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, glaring at the equally aged Nie Que.
"Ah, Yun He, you're still as naive as ever. Things have come to this-what is there left to say? Can you really not know what sort of place the Bloodmang Ancient Land is? Can you really not know what your Everjoy Cloud Family did to our Abundant Source Cloud Family and Nie Family back when yours was a Hanlin Academician lineage? Harvest the rice ears and divide them into four shares. Our two families will take one share each. Once the rice ears are harvested, dig up the Sacred Blood Jade!"
"Nie Que, I will remember this!" Yun He thundered.
But the others paid Yun He no heed. Yun Ao swept his hand and said, "Harvest the Dragon-Pattern Rice ears. No one is to pocket anything! Anyone who dares hide even a single grain will have their property confiscated and their entire household exterminated! Once the ears are harvested, dig three feet into the earth and take every piece of Sacred Blood Jade!"
The hundred-odd men under Yun Ao immediately hurried over and began harvesting rice and digging up jade.
Yun He turned toward Fang Yun and said with profound regret, "Yun Fang, I never expected Yun Hu and his son to stoop so low. An arm cannot wrestle down a thigh. Let's not fight over this for now. Once we return to Gathering Cloud City, I'll find a way. If I truly cannot recover what is rightfully yours, I'll give you half the Dragon-Pattern Rice and Sacred