He lifted his head and said: "That’s when facing many things, you tend to think on the optimistic side. For instance, this time, you hope those disabled children who can’t care for themselves will be taken away by their parents... hehe."

"As for me, I tend to think from the worst-case scenario right from the start. Therefore, in your eyes, I might appear somewhat callous. However, I can reap many surprises, whereas you cannot; your disappointments are greater than mine."

"General Zhao, as we continue with our Life and Death Order to slaughter the Southeast, your disappointments will increase, and you will be crushed by them. You understand the meaning of my words. So, adjust in time."

Zhao Shanhe deeply pondered.

He did not speak for a long while.

"And your brother-in-law’s family."

Fang Che said: "What do you say? During this period, I’ve already shown restraint for you. This is out of respect for you as Chief, and your brother-in-law who fought against Wei Wo Zheng Sect and died heroically. It’s also a tribute to his heroic souls. But... sin cannot be erased."

Zhao Shanhe sighed deeply and said, "I understand. In the family, regardless of position or seniority, anyone involved has already been apprehended by me."

His long beard fluttered without wind, he spoke word by word: "Fang Che, I assure you, none of them have escaped! Of the few who ran away, I personally caught them back! As the Southeast Commander, no one wishes for the Southeast to be better than I do!"

"Only the women, children, and the unaware youth are left, to take care of the old and young. All family assets have been confiscated! Their lives will be supported by my own funding for now."

"Those apprehended, all... death penalty. Since others cannot escape the law, neither can my relatives."

Zhao Shanhe asked: "What do you think?"

Fang Che said: "Out of respect for your brother-in-law, according to the rules of the Continent Guardian, when committing such deeds, besides executing offenders, half of the family assets can be retained."

Zhao Shanhe smiled bitterly: "I cannot distinguish between what was earned and what was robbed. Therefore, simply confiscate it collectively. If there were hard-earned gains, consider it as atonement."

"Though it’s a bit harsh, from your standpoint, Chief Zhao, it should be."

Fang Che said: "Let’s proceed this way."

"I bid farewell."

Zhao Shanhe reminded: "Tomorrow is the burial of Fang Gu; you must go."

Fang Che was silent for a moment, saying: "I will be there punctually. It’s at Phoenix Slope, right?"

"Yes."

"May they be reborn as phoenixes in the next life and soar through the nine days!"

Fang Che took a deep breath.

Turned and left.

Zhao Shanhe called out from behind: "Be careful! Beware of assassination and revenge!"

"I wish for nothing more!"

Fang Che’s cold voice faded into the wind.

The next morning.

The square was crowded with people who eagerly anticipated seeing Captain Fang, with a cold and stern killing aura, overseeing the execution of two thousand scoundrels.

A wave of applause and cheers: "Captain Fang! Captain Fang!"

Now, many people no longer come to witness the execution.

Rather, many came to see Captain Fang.

It seems that just seeing Captain Fang’s face puts everything at ease!

The world was once again filled with hope.

Six people, hidden among the crowd, cheered along, seemingly relieved. Yet, their six eyes, fixed on Fang Che’s face, were filled with cold killing aura.

At the same time, a transmission: "Zhao Shanhe and the others have already left, right?"

"Yes, today that side is hosting it as a major event, and everyone else has gone over first. Even Lian Fengxiangdong and others have been sent by Fang Che to handle matters there, heading there in advance."

"Hehe... this Captain Fang truly seeks his own death. Let’s move now."

"Alright."

The six quietly left the crowd, and from afar, took one last look at Fang Che’s face, illuminated by the rising sun, as if it was glowing.

"Fang Che! Enjoy your final moments in this life. It’s your last glory!"

The six vanished without a trace.

On the high platform.

Fang Che’s voice echoed across the open sky: "Go home, everyone, I have nothing more to offer you, just one sentence."

Fang Che paused briefly, amidst everyone’s anticipation, his deep voice akin to rolling thunder, resonating within their hearts.

"This world, there is too much unfairness, too much filth, and too much helplessness; too much tragedy, too much pain, and too much that is unbearable."

"But for us, there’s no choice."

"Because we were born into this world, this is everything we must face. Facing natural disasters, human-caused sorrow, accidents, separations of life and death."

"So..."

Fang Che softly said: "This single sentence is: Live well!"

"Though it’s hard, though it’s bitter, though it’s painful, we must endure! We must live! Only by living can we see hope!"

"Live well!" Fang Che shouted wholeheartedly.

On the square, tens of thousands of people shouted in unison: "Live well!"

Some were moved to tears.

Tears flowed like rain.

Live well, such simple four characters, such a simple sentence.

But only those who have experienced suffering can understand the weight of these four characters.

Who doesn’t want to live well?

The crowd in the square began to disperse.

The corpse collection team had already moved in.

On the high platform, Fang Che was already nowhere to be seen.