Capítulo 1116: Chapter 418: Spreading Rumors? No, This Is Justice Unveiled
Chen San quickly apologized.
Ning Zhuo tapped his finger on the table, his gaze cold: “You’re new here, and not yet familiar with my ways. Considering this is your first mistake, I’ll let it pass, but do not repeat it.”
Chen San shifted his kneeling position, touching both knees to the ground, and promptly assured him.
Ning Zhuo made a slight sound of acknowledgment, leaning back in his chair, his tone easing: “Currently, Ban Ji and I are like fire and water, and we must see who prevails before we can rest.”
“The Ban Family is formidable, I must play to my strengths and avoid my weaknesses.”
“Do you know what my greatest strength is, and what the Ban Family’s biggest weakness is?”
Ning Zhuo deliberately tested Chen San.
This time, Chen San’s performance was beyond his expectations; not only could he execute orders well, but he could also improvise with a certain level of subjective Spirit Movement, which was quite impressive.
Chen San immediately chuckled: “Master, you asked the right person. These days, I’ve been pondering this question, and by luck, I think I’ve found the answer. I wonder if it’s correct?”
Ning Zhuo smiled faintly: “Don’t beat around the bush, just say it.”
Chen San then put on a serious expression: “In my humble opinion, your greatest strength is your reputation. Although the Ban Family follows the Righteous Path, Ban Ji is acknowledged as a Demon Cultivator, making this their weak point.”
“Hmm, not bad.” Ning Zhuo was greatly satisfied.
This Chen San truly is a talent, seeing one of the keys to the situation at a glance.
Ning Zhuo continued to test: “Since you’ve found the answer, what should we do next?”
Chen San immediately let out a sinister laugh, lowering his voice: “I’ve studied Ban Ji’s information; he’s a Demon Cultivator with many flaws in his past deeds. Spreading rumors about him would be very easy!”
“He once managed a mine, and upon taking office, he doubled the already severe mining tasks and imposed even harsher punishments. He made it impossible for the miners to continue, resulting in quite a few deaths. Instead, Ban Ji exploited those at the bottom, accumulating his own political achievements and embezzling a large amount of Cultivation Resources.”
“During his management position at the workshop, he often targeted lower-level Cultivator families with shallow foundations and incompetent heirs. These families, despite their meager inheritance, were all swindled or forcibly taken over by Ban Ji through various methods.”
“Moreover, he’s always been issuing usurious loans, using the Ban Family’s reputation to extract huge profits. If a Cultivator couldn’t pay back the debt, the whole person would become Ban Ji’s asset. These people often vanished quickly, and I suspect, he might have used them as Cultivation materials. After all, he is a Demon Cultivator.”
“I don’t even need to exaggerate. These messages, with slight embellishments, are enough to ruin Ban Ji’s reputation, making him despised and rejected by the world!”
Ning Zhuo, upon hearing this, pointed at Chen San: “Your way of laughing is inappropriate, stop it. If you’re working with me, don’t laugh like that.”
Chen San immediately straightened his face, clasping his fists nervously: “As you command.”
“Hmm.” Ning Zhuo pondered, “Let me clarify. What we’re doing is not slandering or framing! We are exposing the blatant misdeeds of Demon Cultivator Ban Ji, seeking justice for those miners reduced to Lost Souls, those small families oppressed to ruin, those innocent ones squeezed dry by usury and eventually ‘disappeared’…”
Ning Zhuo’s voice gradually swelled with righteous indignation: “Ban Ji, born into a noble family of the Righteous Path like the Ban Family, should have adhered to family regulations and upheld benevolence. Yet he uses his family’s power to commit acts that provoke the wrath of both gods and men!”
“What fault have the miners? Already struggling to survive, yet Ban Ji treats them like ants and beasts! Driven by his selfish desire for so-called ‘political achievements,’ he disregards human lives, imposing cruel labor. How many families have been shattered, how many widows and orphans are left crying in cold shacks? Whether these lives are used as materials for his Demon Skills, I don’t know, but I want to know, and many others are eager to question it!”
Chen San’s heart stirred, thinking to himself: “Understood. We should narrate from the perspective of the widows and orphans, evoke public suspicion about whether Ban Ji uses the Human Clan as expendable material in his cultivation!”
Ning Zhuo continued: “As for those small families, their ancestors braved dangers, painstakingly accumulating a modest heritage, it’s their bloodline’s legacy, the last shelter for their unsupported descendants! And Ban Ji? Driven by greed, he uses all sorts of sinister means, seizing all they have! Such actions, how are they different from demons in the wilderness who desecrate ancestral graves and sever familial roots? This is uprooting them! How can these small households survive?”
In Chen San’s eyes, a light flashed, touched at the core: “Understood! We must make those with modest family estates feel empathy, fear the loss of their hard-earned legacy to an usurper like Ban Ji, thereby inciting great caution and hatred towards him!”
Ning Zhuo further added: “And concerning those usurious loans? It’s a naked testament to his Demon Cultivator nature! Using legality as a front, he performs the essence of exploitation! Forcing others into indentured servitude, their lives henceforth not under their control! Those ‘disappeared’ individuals are our most common, most numerous Loose Cultivators. The success Ban Ji has achieved is built upon the sacrifices of these Loose Cultivators.”
Chen San nodded repeatedly: “Understood, understood, make the Loose Cultivators hate and despise him from the bottom of their hearts!”
Ning Zhuo’s tone softened, and he sighed deeply, asking: “Chen San, do you know why I am sighing?”
Chen San quickly clasped his fists: “The master’s strategy is beyond the comprehension of a humble person like me.”
Ning Zhuo slowly shook his head, his face full of heartfelt sorrow: “I am lamenting for the Ban Family.”
“The Ban Family, with its long-standing tradition and integrity, renowned in its region. Over the years, who knows how many sage deeds have been accumulated, how many disciples have wielded swords to defend the way, earning the world’s admiration! But today, because of someone like Ban Ji with deep-rooted demonic tendencies, how much of the Ban Family’s reputation has been tarnished!”