Chapter 479 Dealing with Things
The world will meet.

A middle-aged man was sitting upright on a large chair on the most conspicuous platform in the center of the main hall.

The man was intimidating without being angry, and his aura emanated unconsciously, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

This is exactly Wang Ming’s dominant vest in this world.

After defeating and resisting the entire martial arts world that opposed the establishment of the Tianxiahui, Wang Ming clearly felt that his cultivation speed had increased.

Emperor Wang Ming immediately discovered something was wrong when he made this discovery.

I opened my third eye and took a closer look before I knew what was going on.

If Xiongba obtains Fengyun, he will be protected by destiny!
But the protection from destiny is not a protection from destiny for no reason.

Xiongba is also required to make contributions.

That is to bring stability and peace to the world.

Don't think this stability and peace is a joke.

This is a fact.

There is no absolute stability and peace in any world; there is only relative stability and peace.

When Xiong Ba Tian Xia would sweep across the world, all the sects and schools felt a strong sense of oppression.

However, in the area under Xiongba's jurisdiction, the people lived a very stable and peaceful life.

The most striking contrast is the Wushuang City ruled by the fake Dugu, where the people live worse than those under the Tianxiahui.

Back then, Nie Feng was ordered by Xiong Ba to go to Wushuang City to kill Dugu Yifang.

Nie Feng was very reluctant. Being kind-hearted, he was afraid of hurting the innocent people there.

As a result, when he arrived at Wushuang City, he found large numbers of beggars and the people had no food to eat. This made Nie Feng's worries disappear instantly.

It is obvious that Dugu Yifang is just a foolish ruler who only knows how to enjoy himself.

Xiong Ba is protected by the destiny, but he also needs to fulfill his destiny responsibilities.

It just so happened that Wang Ming's act of establishing the Tianxiahui was recognized.

then,

Wang Ming discovered that his cultivation speed had improved.

Of course, the extent of this improvement is just that.

It is very fast for ordinary people, but after enjoying the convenience of the spirit gathering barrier, it doesn’t feel much.

. . . . .

In the hall where Wang Ming was, there were chairs under a high platform, with eight sets of tables and chairs on each side.

It was their lunch time.

In order to cultivate a relationship with Fengyun, the lucky son of this world, Wang Ming deliberately made it a rule that they eat lunch together every day.

At this time in the hall, Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Yan Ying, Youruo, Yu Chuchu and her son, Zi Ning, and Ding Ning each had a small desk.

Meal time is also a time for discussion.

Wang Ming doesn't follow the rule of not talking while eating or sleeping. If he did, what good would it do to maintain a good relationship?

"Master, how should we deal with the group of martial artists in the dungeon?" Qin Shuang asked. Before Wang Ming could answer, Nie Feng interrupted and said, "Master! The people in the cell are basically half of the backbone of the entire martial arts world. I think we should release them to send a friendly signal and let all the sects know that we, the Tianxiahui, have no ill intentions. In this way, we can eliminate the intentions of many sects and will not be targeted by the entire martial arts world again."

Bu Jingyun remained silent.

Other women should be sensible and keep silent. After all, this world is a patriarchal world.

Women in this era were not qualified to dine with men at the same time, but Wang Ming obviously didn't care about that, so this scene happened.

Wang Ming glanced at Nie Feng with interest, knowing that he was afraid that Wang Ming would suddenly start a massacre and kill all the thousands of people who were arrested for poisoning.

"How do you think I should deal with those people?" Wang Ming did not respond to Nie Feng, but asked Nie Feng's mother Yan Ying.

Yan Ying looked at her son Nie Feng, and her heart trembled when she saw Nie Feng's eager gaze.

How could Yan Yingqi, who knew how to play with men, not know what Nie Feng meant?
He just wanted her to support the proposal to release all the people in the underworld, but she also understood what Wang Ming meant.

Wang Ming meant not to let go.

Finally, Yan Ying sighed in her heart and said helplessly: "These Jianghu people are obviously here to destroy our Tianxiahui. These people are our enemies. If they are enemies, we should kill them all and should not let them have a second chance to harm us. I suggest killing them all."

After these words were spoken, there was no other sound except for the child who was still eating with his chopsticks. They were all shocked by Yan Ying's words. Although her tone was gentle, the murderous intent revealed in it was extremely terrifying.

One word can determine the life or death of thousands of people.

Wang Ming broke the silence and said, "Your methods are all wrong."

"Haha! Well! I'm just a little woman and I don't understand men's affairs." Yan Ying immediately laughed.

Yan Ying's words about killing everyone were just in line with Xiongba's personality.

Wang Ming shook his head and said, "Feng'er's suggestion is to let the tigers return to the mountains. At the same time, they didn't pay the price this time, and they will be even more presumptuous next time. Yan Ying's suggestion is also wrong. It is a waste. It is a pity that so many martial arts masters died, and it is not advisable to commit too many sins of killing."

Nie Feng didn't care about Wang Ming's previous criticism. What he cared about was Wang Ming's idea of ​​not killing those people.

Yan Ying said: "I didn't think it through."

Qin Shuang asked at the right time: "Master, how should we deal with them? There are too many people in the dungeon."

Wang Ming smiled and said, "Send someone to write a letter of resignation to the sects of those people in the dungeon. They were poisoned by the evil sect Tianmen on their way here, and we, the Tianxiahui, rescued them based on the principles of Jianghu ethics, and asked their sects to pay money in exchange."

Hearing this, Youruo murmured softly, "Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"Of course it's wrong, this is similar to robbery." Nie Feng thought secretly in his heart. Of course he wouldn't say it out loud, he was just kind-hearted and not stupid. As long as he didn't kill those thousands of people, it would be fine.

Wang Ming added: "We can't keep those people for nothing. Let them repair the road in front of the Tianxiahui Mountain Gate."

Qin Shuang said: "There are too many of these people. It will take at most half a day to repair everything at the mountain gate."

Wang Ming smiled and said, “Let’s build the road when we’re done. I want a road that leads directly to the Luoyang Palace.”

Qin Shuang added: "What if their sects don't want to exchange?"

Wang Ming said: "It doesn't matter! Since they don't want to exchange, let's keep them and let them continue to work until they die."

Nie Feng thought to himself: "Is this good or bad for them?"

At this moment Wang Ming suddenly said:

"The battle you had a while ago exposed many of your shortcomings. Shuang'er, your skills are not deep enough, Yun'er, you lost your memory and have no sword-related skills, Feng'er, you can't use the magic knife and your martial arts have also declined a lot, so you were defeated so miserably at that time."

(End of this chapter)