Whether he can handle it on his own depends on the judgment upon returning.

It’s hard to say how many more people will be tied to the punishment post.

But one thing for sure is, it won’t be too many.

Fang Che finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally managed to turn this group around. Really wanted to kill them all before; if this lot were to run wild in Baiyun State, not to mention anyone else, Fang Che himself would feel guilty towards the people of Baiyun State.

Now looking at it, these people are still useful.

At least, they are more reliable in the escort business than actual heads of the escort. Generally speaking, which chief of an escort agency dares to execute their heads freely?

They would be scattered in no time.

But as for us, killing 500 out of these 600 people doesn’t even matter.

Plus, the salary is given at will; if not given, all will line their own pockets. Don’t even talk about handing out bonuses, just giving a smile each day, and their families are overjoyed.

But a new problem has arisen: why on earth hasn’t this group of family members from headquarters left yet?

"Haven’t your families told you to return yet?"

The Starlight Master asked Zheng Yunqi and the others.

"Not yet, strange."

"Hell, could it be that your families have abandoned you?"

The Starlight Master looked disdainfully: "Are you planning to freeload here forever if you don’t get moving?"

"..."

Zhao Wushang was speechless.

After training up so many people for you, now you’re looking down on us?

Truly forgotten old friends now that you have new ones, Master!

"Better ask your families what’s up more often, kiddo? Just trained up and want to go back home and contribute..."

Of course, the Starlight Master could not stay here much longer.

"Since you’re not leaving, keep watch at home, act as the deputy chief of the escort agency, and keep an eye on the people below for me; also see if any of the newcomers are useful. Promote a couple of deputy chiefs for me."

Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang reluctantly agreed.

We still have to find you a couple of deputy chiefs to replace us both...

Oh, the jobs we do! Really are a strain on the nerves!

...

Fang Che turned and headed to the Guardian Hall.

Recently, the atmosphere was tense and on edge.

The Baiyun State Guardian Hall was also on high alert, everyone in combat readiness.

Mr. Fang returned to the Guardian Hall, with a heap of tasks as well.

And ever since Mr. Fang became the Vice Hall Master, Yuan Jingjiang, the War Hall Master, very consciously positioned himself as a supporter.

Originally, all orders were issued by him; but since Mr. Fang took office, the most frequent thing Yuan Jingjiang said was: "Master Fang, what do you think?"

Fang Che voiced his solutions.

Yuan Jingjiang decisively approved: "Let’s do it this way!"

Over time, the deacons of the War Hall basically reported matters only when the two were present.

When Mr. Fang wasn’t around, they would hold it in.

Anyway, what Master Yuan said didn’t count...waiting for Mr. Fang’s instructions.

Meanwhile, Vice Hall Masters Chen Ru Hai and Fan Tiantiao of the Guardian Hall had already taken a team to the border mountains, participating in the battle against the Four Sects.

Song Yidao, handling everything solo, was overwhelmed.

So preoccupied with the War Hall, within just a few days, Mr. Fang turned the War Hall into his own one-man show.

Thus, he kept a tight grip over the War Hall, the Steward Hall, all of it.

Consequently, logistics, finance, merit... even the dining hall, naturally all followed Mr. Fang’s arrangements.

Mr. Fang’s authority in the Baiyun State Guardian Hall soared, overshadowing all.

However, we must admit, after Mr. Fang’s orchestration, everything ran much more smoothly than before.

Especially Mr. Fang’s so-called ’fan formation patrol’ greatly enhanced safety.

A large team would scout ahead, and half an hour later another squad would follow the same route, and then another; each wave based on a central point, patrolling the entire Baiyun State, until they returned to the starting point.

Repetitively.

Although this greatly increased everyone’s workload.

However, the safety level increased significantly; each person felt as if they had the entire Guardian Hall’s team at their back, full of confidence.

With repeated patrols, day and night, Baiyun State quieted down significantly.

Even residents in the city felt safe.

Fang Che arranged for it to proceed this way, then headed to the Baiyun Martial Academy.

Upon arrival, he discovered Old Man Shen, Li Changkong, led by Huang Yifan, Lv Jiao Mountain, and Meng Chizheng, including fifth-year students, had all gone to the mountains to eliminate demons.

The entire Baiyun Martial Academy seemed much emptier.

Walking through Baiyun Martial Academy again, Fang Che couldn’t help but feel sentimental.

It had been a little over six months since he left here. However, so much had happened during that time, almost feeling like ’a world of change’.

Recalling the fun with Mo Gan Yun and others, beating up Huo Churan...almost felt like ’a lifetime ago’.

Thinking of the higher-ups in Baiyun Martial Academy having an undetected spy, Fang Che felt even more desolate.

Fang Qingyun walked over: "How come you’re free to visit today? Busy like you."

"Specifically came to check your progress. Uncle wrote to me, asking if you’ve improved, so I had no choice but to come."

Fang Che fabricated without a pause.

Fang Qingyun was skeptical: "Really?"

"Nonsense, otherwise, would I willingly come to this heartache place?" Fang Che replied.

"Makes sense."

Fang Qingyun nodded, "So how do you plan to check?"

"Of course, by a fight."

Fang Che was excited: "Come on."

Fang Qingyun scratched his head, feeling something was amiss, but couldn’t pinpoint it, obediently followed his cousin to the woods.

Then he got a thorough beating.

He asked: "Is it over?"

"It’s over." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Fang Che threw two bottles of elixir pills to Fang Qingyun, taking on a tone of an elder: "Work hard! Be ambitious!"

He turned and left with a stride.

Fang Qingyun, head bruised and eyes blackened, limped back to his class, sat down with a thoughtful look: "Damn! Got tricked again!"

"This kid obviously came just to beat me up."

Looking at the two bottles of elixir pills, he felt exhausted.

Come to deliver elixirs, just deliver them, why beat me up? You’re at the King level, and I’m just a Martial General.

Beating me, doesn’t your conscience hurt?