Let the Villain Go

At the Qilin base, Xin Ziming sat at a large work table and looked down at the documents on it.

A subordinate stood at his desk and reported the collected information.

Xin Ziming didn’t raise his head. Only when he heard his subordinates say that the major power groups in the surrounding area dug the desert but couldn’t find Ye Peitian, he gave a soft hum and said that he knew it.

“Vice leader, won’t we do anything? Ye Peitian has a power lock and can’t exert his abilities. Now the creation, divine love, glory… all sent people to look for him. I heard that the search scope has been expanded to the surrounding bases of all sizes.”

Xin Ziming took a sip of the coffee at hand, looked away from the document and looked at his subordinate standing in front of him.

“Ah Xiao, I was short-sighted before. Have you ever thought that we might be able to get Ye Peitian, but we may not be able to hold him. The benefits brought by this person are too great. It will destroy Qilin.”

Xin Ziming put down the warm coffee cup.

At that time, when he had just arrested Ye Peitian, many three and four-tier small guilds dared to take risks and challenged Qilin for this huge temptation. At that moment, he suddenly realized that he shouldn’t step into muddy water. If he truly imprisoned Ye Peitian openly, Qilin would surely become the target of all people, and there would be no peace.

Ah Xiao was very dissatisfied, “Vice leader, who are we afraid of?”

Xin Ziming interrupted him with a wave of his hand, “Even Ye Peitian is difficult to control. He is too cruel, not only to the enemy, but also to himself. I think it’s difficult for someone to restrain him forever.”

“Furthermore,” Xin Ziming stretched out two fingers and gently flicked the scales worn on his neck. 

“I owe him a favor. So we just wait and watch.”

Ah Xiao had been with the members of Xin Ziming since the beginning of Qilin’s founding and he knew what kind of person this deputy leader was. In front of him, the concept of right and wrong was almost non-existent. When dealing with outsiders, as long as he had his interests met, he could tear up the treaty at any time and turn his face ruthlessly. For the first time since the leader Feng Chengyu passed away, he heard such humane words from the deputy of the regiment.

“Sir, do you… have some sympathy for Ye Peitian?” Ah Xiao scratched his head. He remembered the horrible man who had spared them with self-destruction in Yellow Sand, “Speaking of that, that person is indeed unlucky. He was in Shennai’s hands. I heard that Shennai’s early research in Xiaozhou Village was recently exposed, and it’s like hell.”

“Sympathy?” Xin Ziming sneered, buried his head, and began to study the data again. 

“The leader and brothers have been killed by people who had no sympathy, this word ceased to exist in my dictionary.”

In a dimly lit but heavily decorated shrine, the person with wings drew down his eyes and looked sadly at the believer kneeling at his feet.

“Father,” a female warrior in armor came behind him.

The man called the Father stood up and turned around, “Huaiyu, you are the most loyal child of God. This time, I will leave everything to you.”

…

Old Guo’s two rooms were full of debris, and there was no room for eating.

So in the courtyard at the door of the house, a small table was set up, and three people gathered around for dinner.

Ye Peitian boiled white rice and braised pork.

The three layers of meat cut into small cubes were colored in caramel placed in a casserole and simmered for two hours. The pieces were crystal clear and tempting. The bite was fatty but not greasy, and the salt was appropriate. The soup had a special spicy taste. The fragrant white rice could make people swallow their tongues together.

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