Chapter 88
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Chapter 88: The High Priest Becomes Like an Old Father
"Keep going!"
Yi Chen signaled to Feng Yue.
Feng Yue continued, "This winter, the tribe members originally had enough animal skins. The warehouse also stored a batch."
"But the high priest, to please the chief, emptied the warehouse of various animal skins, wasting a lot and cutting them into the same size."
"Even worse, due to the insufficient quantity, he forced every household in the tribe to give up their animal skins meant for warmth during winter."
"All this just so that when the chief returns, the road would be softer and more comfortable, and the high priest would be treated differently. Little does he know, tribe members are filled with complaints about this and secretly blame the chief for being blind to it."
"If the chief doesn’t believe me, he can ask the tribe members."
Yi Chen glanced at the trembling high priest and asked, "Is there more?"
Feng Yue nodded.
"The high priest, holding great power, should handle disputes fairly and justly. Yet he accepted bribes and clearly favored one side, making many unfair judgments."
"Simply re-examining past disputes will surely reveal many injustices. Then, if we bring in the benefiting party, with the chief’s supreme authority, those benefiting tribe members will surely confess."
Thud!
The high priest’s legs shook uncontrollably, and he finally could not support his weak body, collapsing onto the ground.
This attitude clearly indicated that everything was true.
"Very good! You boldly investigated despite the high priest’s power. Your courage, intellect, sense of justice, and loyalty are truly admirable."
"Feng Yue, you have made a great contribution; what kind of reward do you want?"
Yi Chen looked at Feng Yue with some anticipation.
This man is a real talent.
If it were an ordinary tribe member, it would be difficult for them to even articulate the accusations against the high priest.
But this Feng Yue articulated clearly and directly targeted the crucial points, causing the high priest to crumble.
Both his intellect and courage are top-notch.
"It is my honor to expose the high priest as a parasite for the chief and the tribe. The chief’s appreciation is the greatest reward for me."
Feng Yue quickly replied.
"Well, since that’s the case, make sure to maintain your courage, sense of justice, and loyalty to the tribe."
Yi Chen waved his hand.
Feng Yue felt a bit confused.
If he said no rewards, would he really receive none?
"Yes!"
He stood up in a daze, turning around blankly and walking toward the tribe’s gathering place.
…
"Wow, this is hilarious."
“Feng Yue’s confused little eyes almost made me laugh out loud.”
Laughter filled the live room as the audience joined in.
Six or seven hours earlier, they would never have understood why Feng Yue refused a reward; Yi Chen truly wouldn’t give any reward.
But with Bai Ruo Xin’s example in mind, they quickly figured out what was happening.
“The difference is clear!”
“Indeed! Setting a trap to lure the high priest into creating an animal skin carpet and secretly collecting evidence of his various crimes isn’t anything remarkable.”
“Feng Yue’s real strength lies in targeting the core issue, exaggerating the negative impact, and leaving the high priest speechless in an instant.”
“But in reality, that old high priest didn’t actually take much. I just scanned the big hole he dug under his bed, and the boxes inside only added up to just over three hundred spirit stones.”
“Compared to the high priest, Feng Yue is at least three levels higher.”
“On the other hand, Bai Ruo Xin is three levels above Feng Yue. She can read Yi Chen’s intentions without wasting any of his time. She openly shared her ambitions and even asked for greater power.”
“Feng Yue’s mistake was in that last step! He didn’t understand that as a higher-up, Yi Chen needs to keep his emotions hidden, letting others guess and interpret his attitude, firmly holding onto the initiative.”
“But Yi Chen himself is too lazy to guess or read others’ thoughts. He prefers to solve problems in a straightforward manner and never hesitates to support ambitious but capable individuals.”
Many felt secretly sorry for Feng Yue.
They believed that if Feng Yue had directly stated what position he wanted, with the ability he displayed—taking down even the high priest—there was a high chance Yi Chen would have fulfilled his request.
…
“Get up! You should thank Feng Yue for realizing I wouldn’t do anything to you, which is why he chose to act while I was away from the tribe.”
Looking at the high priest collapsed on the ground, Yi Chen said sternly, “With this little courage displayed through your few words, you’re about to become the joke of the entire tribe.”
“Hmm?”
The high priest looked up at Yi Chen in surprise.
After a few seconds of contemplation, he felt immense joy at the meaning of those words.
He hurriedly crawled forward, kissing the wet earth at the feet of the green barbarian bull with great sincerity.
“Thank you, Chief, for your mercy. I will remember today’s lesson and never make any mistakes again.”
“Did you take any of the rare spirit mines from the tribe’s warehouse?”
However, Yi Chen asked without showing his stance.
People are naturally selfish; with power, the high priest cannot entirely resist his desires, and it’s impossible for him not to take any privileges or benefits.
Once he has power, even if the high priest didn’t intend to seek benefits, there will always be people trying all kinds of methods and means, crying and begging him to accept some.
As long as it doesn’t cross Yi Chen’s bottom line, he wouldn’t mind.
“No, no! When the chief announced the expansion, one of the main things was to collect spirit mines, showing how much he values them.”
The high priest quickly shook his head. “Even if I had a hundred times the courage, I wouldn’t dare to take even one spirit mine. I swear on my life that I haven’t taken a single one, even the larger quantities!”
“That’s knowing your limits. Just make sure to keep it in check!”
Yi Chen couldn’t help but offer him one last reminder.
“Yes, yes!”
The high priest quickly nodded.
“Also, you have no children, and that little guy hanging from the vine is an orphan. Why not adopt him as your son? Be strict when needed and treat him well when required; raise him as your own son,” Yi Chen instructed.
“Okay, okay!”
The high priest turned into a mere echo, nodding vigorously.
As for what Yi Chen said, he would consider it later.
“Go now! Once the Spirit Law Tribe members from the three armies arrive, inform me.”
Yi Chen jumped off the back of the green barbarian bull and headed straight back to his stone house.
The high priest wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a heavy sigh.
With a somewhat dazed expression, he led the green barbarian bull back.
In the distance, Lou Xing hung from the vine, suffering severe beatings from his friends who had seized the opportunity.
He endured the beating while feeling frustrated that he was following the perfectly planned strategy, with each step executed flawlessly.
He had already demonstrated tremendous talent, quick reflexes, and adaptability, so why didn’t Yi Chen wait for him to show his extraordinary intelligence before hanging him up?
…
“Well! The most pitiful one turned out to be Lou Xing. Although Feng Yue’s plan failed, it wasn’t a complete loss. At least, Yi Chen recognized his ability and intellect.”
“In contrast, Lou Xing not only failed his plan but has also confusingly gained an old father!”
“Being an adult yet playing in the mud with a bunch of kids every day is already frustrating enough. Now, he has to recognize an ancient old man as a father; it’s simply unbearable!”
The audience in the live room could only laugh and shake their heads.
“Speaking of which, Yi Chen treats the high priest quite well.”
“Even though he sees this old man as a pot that might spill at any time to placate the public’s grievances, he still appreciates his hard work and worries that one day, the ambitious might get him killed without even realizing it. This is the second time he has subtly suggested the high priest to know his limits and firmly hold onto his principles to avoid fatal mistakes.”
“He even found him an excellent adopted son as a talisman.”
Someone mentioned, “But Yi Chen doesn’t know that Lou Xing is not just talented; once he becomes strong in the future, he will instill fear in others, preventing them from taking down the high priest. Even now, he can assist the high priest.”
“With Lou Xing strategizing and filling in gaps behind the scenes, plus the high priest isn’t stupid himself, it won’t be so easy for the fake heavy criminals to use him as a stepping stone anymore.”
“On the other hand, having such an old father gives Lou Xing a bright future. Even if the high priest someday can’t outsmart the fake heavy criminals and gets toppled, with Yi Chen’s sentimental nature, he will surely give the high priest considerable favor, considering his previous service.”
“Even if he has confusingly gained an old father, it’s unknown whether he can endure such great paternal love.”
“Keep in mind, Yi Chen has instructed the high priest to treat Lou Xing like his own son. I suspect the high priest will hold Lou Xing in his arms at night, letting him feel the warmth of paternal love.”
“If I were Lou Xing, I’d stab the high priest with a sword and then throw myself against the door of Yi Chen’s stone house. Let Yi Chen experience how frustrating it is when things don’t go as expected!”
