Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents-Chapter 320 - 81: The Case File from Back Then! I Don’t Want a Saint as My Subordinate_3

Chapter 320: Chapter 81: The Case File from Back Then! I Don’t Want a Saint as My Subordinate_3

"Be gentle. There’s only one copy of the dossier—if it gets damaged, that’s it."

Ye Liuyun seemed to have expected Feng Feiyi’s reaction, and spoke calmly.

While Feng Feiyi was reading the dossier,

Ye Liuyun poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

"Hoo!"

Ye Liuyun’s words gradually calmed Feng Feiyi down.

He kept steadying his breathing.

After a while,

Feng Feiyi put down the dossier and looked up, meeting Ye Liuyun’s gaze seriously.

"Everything in here is fake. Marquis Rong’gong never gave us a single coin, let alone a new place to live. I have never lied to you, Lord!"

Just thinking about how Marquis Rong’gong was portrayed as such a righteous and generous man in that dossier

made Feng Feiyi so angry he nearly lost control.

If he’d read this dossier earlier, Feng Feiyi might have already stormed into Marquis Rong’gong’s residence for revenge.

No wonder.

No one had stepped in to deal with this back then.

Turned out, nobody knew at all. Or even if they did, no one cared.

"Please, Lord, grant justice for my parents!"

As he finished speaking,

Feng Feiyi suddenly dropped to his knees with a thud.

Relying on himself alone, revenge was nearly impossible—so right now, Ye Liuyun was the only one Feng Feiyi could turn to.

If Ye Liuyun would help him, maybe everything would be possible.

Ye Liuyun didn’t rush to reply. Instead, he waved his hand, signaling Feng Feiyi to get up.

However,

Feng Feiyi didn’t respond—he kept kneeling, staring intently.

"..."

Forget it.

He didn’t bother arguing over kneeling or not.

Ye Liuyun spoke directly,

"There are many ways to get revenge. The simplest and most straightforward is to just kill the bastard, but ultimately, the choice is yours—what do you want to do?"

On one hand,

Ye Liuyun did want to recruit Feng Feiyi.

With talent like his, the Postnatal Realm was just the beginning—reaching Innate or even Grandmaster wasn’t impossible for Feng Feiyi in the future.

On the other hand, it was actually much simpler.

Ye Liuyun just didn’t like Marquis Rong’gong.

That’s right—it was that straightforward.

Thinking back to their first encounter, Ye Liuyun could only mutter to himself—

Who’d have thought there was someone in the Great Qian Imperial City more arrogant than me?

Raising your voice at me?

No way. The Imperial City doesn’t allow people that damn cocky to run around.

Marquis Rong’gong probably never imagined that just being loud with Ye Liuyun the first time they met would put a target on his back.

"..."

Feng Feiyi fell silent, not replying right away.

He never had the chance before, but if he ever got one—

"I want Marquis Rong’gong to live a fate worse than death!"

Feng Feiyi might have been a kind person once.

But after witnessing his parents’ brutal deaths, even the kindest souls can change.

If vengeance could be had, Feng Feiyi naturally wanted his enemy to suffer horribly, not just die with a quick slash to the throat.

"Not bad—you’ve got some spine!"

That answer made Ye Liuyun grin.

He didn’t need saints full of compassion at his side. Ye Liuyun himself wasn’t any sort of decent person; he was bound to do some dark things in the future.

If his subordinates caught a case of bleeding-heart syndrome and messed things up, that’d be a disaster.

"From now on, you’ll work by my side!"

"I’ll make you a Lord of Hundred Households for now; there’s no vacancy for Lord Thousand Households yet. When there is, you can take it. Use this chance to rack up some merits."

Ye Liuyun didn’t care about gossip,

though plenty of people said he was twisted and enjoyed seeing others suffer. Ye Liuyun had never cared.

He simply didn’t like keeping freeloaders around him, that was all.

"Yes, Lord!"

At Ye Liuyun’s words,

Feng Feiyi’s eyes shone, and his voice rose with excitement.

Because Feng Feiyi understood—

if Ye Liuyun said as much, it meant he’d agreed to avenge him.

Just the thought made Feng Feiyi tremble with excitement.

"You may go for now."

Ye Liuyun didn’t say much more, just waved his hand.

"Si Nan will let you know what you need to do."

Hearing this, Feng Feiyi turned toward Si Nan.

"I’ll be counting on you from now on, Lord Thousand Households Si!"

As the earliest to follow Ye Liuyun, Si Nan had a high standing among the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and Feng Feiyi naturally knew him.

"Don’t mention it! Don’t mention it!"

Si Nan grinned and waved his hand.

"From now on, we’re all brothers—no need to be so formal." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

As he said this,

Si Nan clapped a friendly hand on Feng Feiyi’s shoulder and led him out.

Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun was wondering how to make Marquis Rong’gong die as miserably as possible.

Hmm, this is delicate work. I’ll need to think it through.

...

"Hey!"

Meanwhile, Si Nan and Feng Feiyi had already left.

Once out of Ye Liuyun’s study, Si Nan kept glancing at Feng Feiyi, as if wanting to say something.

It was a bit odd,

but Feng Feiyi was always straightforward, so he asked directly,

"Lord Thousand Households Si, if there’s something on your mind, just say it."

"Brother Feng, you really are a forthright guy. I won’t keep it from you, then!"

Even though Feng Feiyi’s level was higher, Si Nan naturally assumed a brotherly air, and Feng Feiyi didn’t mind—he was just curious what Si Nan wanted to say.

He wondered why the man was being so hesitant.

"Ahem! Brother Feng, do you know any shortcuts for breaking through from the First-class Realm to the Postnatal Realm?"

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