Chương 113: My Good Brother

Zhu Old Six did not want to wake up. If he could, he would lie on the ground forever, until the two demons before him finally left.

"What kind of sin did I commit in my past life to deserve such torment!" Zhu Old Six's heart was filled with grief and despair. He wanted to cry, but his tears had already been drained from his lower half earlier. He had nothing left. Zhao Lian'er heard his lament and laughed coldly.

"You didn't sin in your past life. You accumulated too much good fortune. Otherwise, you would have turned to dust like Zhao Old Eight, not survived this long." She truly couldn't understand why Fang Cheng had spared Zhu Old Six, even going so far as to shield him with his own power when the Heavenly Demon descended. Was there something special about him? Or was he being kept as a dessert, saved for last because some part of him was particularly delicious?

Her mind raced as she stared at Zhu Old Six, trying to see through him. Zhu Old Six shuddered. He swallowed hard and stammered, "Immortal Lady... please don't kill me. I was unconscious. I didn't see anything. Wuwuwu... I promise I'll forget everything that happened tonight!" Zhao Lian'er studied him for a long time but found nothing special. Still, his words reminded her of something. She turned to Fang Cheng and said, "This man witnessed everything.

It would be wise to deal with him before the Underworld Bureau traces things back to us."

"No, no, no. Lian'er, precisely because Old Six is a witness, we must keep him alive." Fang Cheng shook his head, his expression serious. Zhao Lian'er frowned.

"What do you mean? Are you planning to publicize my slaughter?" Fang Cheng quickly waved his hands.

"No, no, no. It wasn't you slaughtering people. You were corrupted by the Demonic Spirit Gathering Array and driven mad. That's why you harmed those mortals. Wait... no. They weren't mortals either. They were greedy bastards who'd do anything for money. One of them even ate shit right in front of me! They deserved to die. You did nothing wrong." Zhao Lian'er was silent for a moment, then said quietly, "Fine. I did nothing wrong. But will the Underworld Bureau believe you?"

"Of course." Fang Cheng puffed out his chest.

"I have a righteous heart. Whether it's Pei Tang, the Patrol Envoy of the Hall of Eternal Life, or Han Bingxuan, the Underworld Officer, they both know I never lie. They'll believe me."

"I see." Zhao Lian'er nodded.

"So we have people in both the Underworld Bureau and the Hall of Eternal Life. I was worrying over nothing." Fang Cheng continued, "And we have Old Six here. As the only surviving witness, he saw me save you. He saw me fight the Heavenly Demon and save the world with my heroic battle prowess. Hahaha, Old Six, tell me, how did I look? Was I impressive?" Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author's preferred platform and support their work!

He walked up to Zhu Old Six, his dark eyes full of expectation, waiting for the old man's praise. Zhu Old Six was completely bewildered, his mouth twitching uncontrollably. He had no idea how to answer. He hadn't seen any heroic battle. He'd only seen Fang Cheng kneeling before a horned man, hugging his leg and crying for his mother. After that, a handsome man had appeared behind Fang Cheng and stabbed the horned man to death. That man had been somewhat impressive, but Fang Cheng, drooling like a fool...

"Incredibly impressive!" Zhu Old Six forced the words out, his conscience long dead.

"Your heroic feats, Second, leave me in awe. I can barely stop myself from kneeling and shouting, 'Second is mighty! Second is powerful! Second is as awesome as a cow's cunt!'""Hahaha! I knew it! Old Six, your words are truly fitting. My heroic feats are indeed incredibly impressive!" Fang Cheng laughed heartily and threw his arm around Zhu Old Six's shoulder. This was his brother, his kindred spirit.

"Old Six, Old Six, come back to White Flower City with me. You'll spread my great deeds far and wide, so all the people of White Flower City know just how great their City God is!"

"What! Are you the new City God of White Flower City? No wonder your name sounded so familiar. The West River Black Judge! Wuwuwu, someone save me..." Zhu Old Six nearly pissed himself again, though his bladder had long since run dry. Fang Cheng didn't mind at all. He said cheerfully, "Old Six, what's there to be afraid of? The title 'Black Judge' is the people's way of praising my fairness and justice.

It's just like Lord Bao, the famous judge who enforced the law without fear, slaying demons and upholding justice for the common folk. (Lord Bao was an ancient official, known as the most incorruptible judge in history. He enforced the law strictly, solved cases brilliantly, feared no power, and loved fighting for justice for the people. He even beheaded the emperor's son-in-law for breaking the law.) These days, in both Jishui City and Xijiang Prefecture City, people hang my portrait on their doors, hoping I'll protect them like a door god. You saw me slay a Heavenly Demon with your own eyes. That proves I'm a good man. What, are you like those damned bastards who spread lies about me?" Fang Cheng's voice grew colder, his eyes narrowing dangerously. Zhu Old Six shook his head frantically.

"No, no! How could I ever slander you, Second? I only have admiration and respect for your good deeds. It flows like an endless river. I've hated cruelty to the poor my whole life, and what you've done, Second, is saving all of us. I could only worship you, never slander you!"

"That's good." Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction and patted Zhu Old Six's shoulder.

"Since you won't slander me, come back to White Flower City with me."

"Can I not? Wuwuwu..." Zhu Old Six was about to cry. He'd done everything, even sold his soul, and he still couldn't escape?

"It seems you still don't trust me." Fang Cheng laughed coldly and opened his Heavenly Eye, seeing the lies pouring out of the old man.

"No, no! Second, my dear brother, you've got it wrong!" Zhu Old Six quickly explained.

"I can't leave Xijiang Prefecture because so many people have misunderstood you. They think the West River Black Judge is some bloodthirsty demon. I have to correct them, make them see the truth, so they too can raise their hands and shout, 'Second is mighty! Second is powerful! Second is as awesome as a cow's cunt!'""Hahaha, well said, Old Six. You truly are my brother." Fang Cheng squeezed his shoulder affectionately, his face full of approval.

"There are indeed many stubborn fools in Xijiang Prefecture. I've been slandered so much lately. But I'm strong. I don't fear rumors. I stand tall and prove with my actions that I am a good man, a righteous cultivator of noble character." He sighed with feeling. Being a good man was hard. But since he'd chosen this path, he had to walk it to the end. So...

"I need a brother who will clear my name, protect my image, never betray me, and spread my good deeds far and wide. Old Six, will you be that brother?" Zhu Old Six nodded frantically, his face a mask of misery.

"Yes, yes! I'm willing! I'm willing! Please, just let me go! I'm already eager to spread your great deeds far and wide..."