Sometimes, justice doesn't require any grand gestures; a little lie can achieve your desires.
Lin Feng took a step closer to Wave.
"Let's make a deal, Wave."
A slight smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.
"I am now a lieutenant general in the royal court. After taking office, Minister Honest is unlikely to consider assigning me such a confidential mission Path of Peace."
"Firstly, there are still doubts about my abilities; secondly, this matter is highly confidential, and the minister certainly doesn't want a newcomer to know about it; and thirdly, in my opinion, the minister's decision to appoint me as a lieutenant general is a way to suppress certain forces, rather than a genuine desire for my combat capabilities."
"This may not seem like a good thing, but it gives me a perfect alibi, and all you need to do is provide me with an alibi."
"You mean?"
"I will confront the Four Rakshasa Demons and thwart the minister's plan. All you need to do is provide my alibi."
"This..."
Wave pondered for a moment; he had never imagined he could rebel against Honest, whom he had always considered irresistible, in this way.
"You can follow all of Minister Honest's instructions, just pretend you didn't see me. That shouldn't be difficult for you."
"Of course... ignoring it is what I'm most used to doing."
Thank you.
After Lin Feng finished speaking, he smiled and shook hands with Wave, then calmly strode away.
Watching Lin Feng's retreating figure, Wave felt an inexplicable surge of hope.
" Lin Feng... perhaps you really can do what I can't do..."
Inside the Path of Peace Association's stronghold.
This was an important stronghold established by the Path of Peace sect in the northwest of the Imperial Capital.
Known as a genius of all time, proficient in divination, perception, and esoteric arts, capable of predicting celestial phenomena, the leader of the Path of Peace Daoist sect has been recuperating here during this period, spreading the doctrines to his followers.
People influenced by the doctrines of the Path of Peace are found throughout the empire. Due to the leader's exceptional skill in divination and other esoteric arts, the Path of Peace also has a large following.
Countless people have had their values, which had been gradually distorted by the corrupt environment, changed by the teachings of the Path of Peace, and have used their positions to make due contributions to the increasingly declining Imperial Capital.
However, beneath the seemingly calm surface of the religious community lies a turbulent undercurrent.
"Lord Bolic, will you play with me alone tonight?"
"What are you talking about, you whore? Bolic clearly chose me!"
"Lord Bolic, do I really have no chance at all?"
Bolic, the assistant to the leader of the Path of Peace sect, was a burly old man with brown hair and brown eyes. Several graceful and beautiful young women were prostrate around him as he leaned back on his high seat, enjoying all of this.
The girls began to lick the soles of Bolic's shoes in a frenzy. The stench did not bother them in the slightest; they were simply indulging in the pleasure of being in physical contact with Bolic.
As the cult leader's assistant, the lustful Bolic used the cult leader's name to lure innocent young girls and female followers, forcing them to strip naked and undergo his 'baptism'.
In essence, it's simply about possessing their bodies for sexual pleasure.
'When will I be able to make my move against the sect leader and turn this Path of Peace into my own domain...? Hehe, just thinking about it is really exciting!'
Rumors have been circulating that an armed uprising is about to break out in Path of Peace and launch an attack on the security organizations of various corrupt districts. Bolic knows that this is by no means an exaggeration.
Honest had already planted a small number of spies among the believers, who frequently reminded Bolic to quickly take control of the cult leader and prevent the outbreak of armed conflict.
But Bolic didn't care at all. To him, it was a very simple matter, because the cult leader trusted him too much.
At dawn, a white-haired woman with purple eyes was inside the stronghold, reciting the doctrines of the Path of Peace with hundreds of followers.
After the recitation was completed, the cult leader smiled knowingly, and a layer of sacred power seemed to ripple through the hearts of the hundreds of followers, who, along with the cult leader, fell into a long period of peace.
Suddenly, an angry voice erupted from the crowd.
"What 'Path of Peace'? I think it's just an organization that uses various methods to make money!"
The believers looked at the man who had stood up and was shouting, but they felt no anger at his words, for they were now enveloped by the calm of 'truth'.
The cult leader looked at the man, slowly walked up to him, and let him continue his cursing.
"My family has already been so ravaged by the Imperial Capital, yet I still... I still have to stand here with you and sing these empty praises! Don't you find it ridiculous!"
"Don't you have any concrete action plan? What's the use of preaching good deeds every day when they've got guns pointed at your heads!"
As she spoke, the cult leader had already walked up to the man. She spoke slowly, her voice so ethereal and peaceful.
"Your mind is very restless... but that's not the reason."
"You are the 684th follower of this stronghold. You were driven here by the oppression you suffered at the hands of high-ranking officials in the Imperial Capital palace. You once tried to end your life through self-harm, but after several attempts, you still wanted to avenge yourself..."
"The people you hate will get their comeuppance... and it's not in the distant future, and you will eventually get the happiness you desire. Pray with me—"
The cult leader spoke in ambiguous and incomprehensible words, which infuriated the roaring man. However, a burst of green light surged from the cult leader into the man's body, which greatly surprised him.
"Huh--?!"
The wounds on the man's arm, including the knife marks from his self-harm, had all healed, and for some reason, the man felt a strange sense of peace.
"Good deeds are rewarded, and evil deeds are punished—is that what you mean?"
"Indeed, doing good deeds will surely bring rewards; this is the truth of this world."
For some reason, the man seemed to have suddenly realized something, and his anger vanished completely.
In that instant, he seemed to truly see the scene of the high-ranking official he hated suffering torture and lying dead in the street, and then the hatred he had been entangled in in the past seemed to no longer matter.
Healing wounds, foreseeing the future, and seeing through people's hearts, the leader of the Path of Peace is a hybrid of Danger Beasts and a human, a forbidden existence hailed as a 'demigod'. She possesses an almost limitless personal charisma that commands respect.
Among the believers below were a man and a woman who seemed to be attending a church sermon for the first time, but they were also impressed by the leader's seemingly bizarre abilities.
"She's probably not Teigu user, just like you, Lin Feng."