The scales in the hearts of the small and medium-sized lineages and rogue cultivators who had been watching from the sidelines began to tip.
This newly arrived marquis was ruthless in his methods, but he seemed... to really follow the rules and give those beneath him a way to survive?
Following him seemed better than being bled dry by those vampires of the Qian Household?
Meanwhile, inside the Qian Household estate in Pingyin Prefecture, its senior members looked ashen as they watched the images transmitted back, trembling with rage.
"Shameless! Utterly shameless!"
A Qian Household elder beat his chest and stamped his feet. "That mining disaster was clearly his-"
"Silence!"
Qian Baoshan, the head of the Qian Household, sat in the chief seat, his face livid as he cut him off sharply:
"Without evidence, you're slandering an Imperial Court official of the principal fourth rank, a senior general, a third-class marquis. Do you want to bring disaster upon our Qian Household?!"
Qing Chen's move was vicious!
He had used the deaths of their miners and their mine to buy people's hearts and erect a monument to his own virtue!
And they had no choice but to swallow their broken teeth along with the blood!
Who would dare step forward now and say Qing Chen had caused the mining disaster? Where was the evidence?
Those "surviving miners" all insisted to the death that the Qian Household had forced them into it!
Besides, they really had mined heavily, and there was conclusive evidence of disturbances in the earth vein.
Magic power circulated around Qian Baoshan as he tried to calm the fury raging like towering waves within him.
He looked about fifty or sixty, with a fair, clean face and three long strands of beard beneath his chin, dressed in a brocade