C6 Justice

This guy's face is worth a fortune. Taking out a soldier from the East Di Country nets you a mere 300 merit points, but landing a slap on him? That's a cool 500 merit points.

Consider this: merit points can be converted into imperial silver coins. That's the equivalent of 500 silver coins, enough to purchase two courtyards in the capital city.

But what's truly fascinating here are the worship points.

The system clarifies that worship points aren't a one-time award. If you remain someone's idol by tomorrow, those points keep ticking up.

I've just raked in 460 worship points, which translates to 4600 merit points, or in other words, 4600 silver coins.

Once word gets out across the capital city, I can't even begin to fathom how many worship points I'll accumulate.

The lottery, it seems, is a bonus for pulling off something spectacular.

The moment Gao Shaoyi pondered the word "lottery," a giant wheel materialized before him.

The prizes were shrouded in mystery. Since Lee Mingshan is still scraping together funds, Gao Shaoyi decided to take his chances with the draw.

Ding, ding...

He snagged a 1939 German standard Infantry Squad.

A ten-man squad, with a squad leader and an assistant, each armed with an MP40 submachine gun, six magazines, and a total of 180 rounds.

The machine gun team consisted of three members.

They manned an MG34 general-purpose machine gun, stocked with 1500 rounds.

Five riflemen each bore a Mauser 98K rifle, 150 rounds, and two grenades.

And the best part? At the stroke of midnight, weapons and ammo reset.

Gao Shaoyi couldn't help but chuckle with glee as he checked this feature. Every night, damaged firearms are restored to pristine condition, and spent ammo is replenished. It's like having a perpetual motion machine, although this perk is exclusive to the Infantry Squad. Any other weapons he'd exchanged for didn't come with this luxury.

Naturally, Gao Shaoyi wasn't about to summon these men on the spot. That's a conversation for when he's back home, as ten men popping up out of nowhere on the street would be quite the spectacle.

Ten minutes have slipped by.

Caught up in the system, he hadn't noticed the time ticking away.

"What's the situation? Go give them a nudge."

Gao Shaoyi delivered a kick to Ryoji Otomo's backside, as casually as if he were kicking his own dog, Wangcai.

In the past, such an act would have enraged Ryoji Otomo, but now, with his life in someone else's hands, and his dignity long since compromised, his reaction was muted.

"Right away, right away..."

Ryoji Otomo was internally cursing Lee Mingshan. How could it take so long to gather the money?

Lee Mingshan, for his part, was silently suffering. He had made some money over the years, but the demands were exorbitant; a staggering sixty thousand imperial coins were required, which meant giving up all his assets and taking on debt from the money shop.

It took a full twenty minutes before Lee Mingshan scraped together fifty-nine thousand imperial coins.

Still a thousand short!

The thought of his sister's injured legs sent Gao Shaoyi into a rage.

"So you're ignoring my demands? You dare to settle up without the full amount?"

While speaking, Gao Shaoyi drew a handgun from his waistband, causing Ryoji Otomo and Lee Mingshan to nearly wet themselves in fear.

In most hands, a gun was a mere threat, but they didn't dare contemplate the outcome if Gao Shaoyi decided to use it, especially with two fresh corpses nearby as a grim reminder.

"No, no, no, I'll cover the last thousand..."

Seeing no way out, Ryoji Otomo hastily produced a silver note from his pocket, worth a thousand imperial silver coins.

"You're covering for him?"

Gao Shaoyi smirked as he pocketed the silver note.

For some reason, Ryoji Otomo's anxiety didn't ease at the sight of Gao Shaoyi accepting the note; he had a nagging feeling there was more trouble ahead.

"We'll consider this matter settled, and move on to other business."

As expected...

Upon hearing Gao Shaoyi's words, Ryoji Otomo sensed this wasn't the end of it, and Lee Mingshan's tension escalated.

The onlookers grew more engrossed by the minute.

The Young Marquis was proving to be a tough character, and today's spectacle was a satisfying one for the crowd.

Worship points increased by fifteen...

In just half a day, Gao Shaoyi's worship points had been ticking up nearly every second.

"The matter of the dowry is settled, but my sister's feet are blistered from walking all the way home. Plus, you slapped her. How do we resolve this?"

Gao Shaoyi's words were accompanied by an icy stare.

Lee Mingshan felt a sense of doom and wished he could sever his own hand. Had he known his brother-in-law was so formidable, he never would have dared to strike his sister.

Lee Mingshan was truly despicable...

The local townspeople were abuzz with talk, incredulous that a man would make his wife walk home. They recalled the kindness the Young Marquis had shown in the past and felt that even killing Lee Mingshan wouldn't be enough to quell their outrage.

"This seems to be an issue between you and Mr. Lee, so we won't interfere too much. Perhaps we should leave now?"

Ryoji Otomo looked for an escape, eager to extricate himself from the situation.

Upon hearing this, Lee Mingshan's face turned ashen. Without Ryoji Otomo, he feared Gao Shaoyi would make his life a living hell.

"Why the rush to leave?"

Gao Shaoyi's comment made Ryoji Otomo's heart lurch. It wasn't going to be as simple as he hoped. Escaping might not be so easy after all.

"What are you implying?"

Ryoji Otomo kept his emotions in check as he spoke cautiously, not wanting to provoke the formidable man before him.

"My sister has been hurt, and I've heard it's connected to Mr. Otomo's sister. Shouldn't there be some form of compensation?"

Gao Shaoyi's point was valid; he had divorced his sister in the pursuit of marrying Ryoji Otomo's sister.

Yet, Ryoji Otomo felt unjustly accused. His sister hadn't even joined the household yet, and he was already being dragged into the mess created by Lee Mingshan.

"I am prepared to offer five thousand imperial silver coins to purchase restoratives as a gesture of goodwill."

Ryoji Otomo bit the bullet, knowing it was time to pay up or face the consequences.

Five thousand?

Gao Shaoyi scoffed. Was this some kind of charity?

Merchants from East Di Country have profited immensely from the numerous unequal treaties within our Qian Empire. Do you really think a mere five thousand silver coins will suffice?

"Ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand silver coins."

Ryoji Otomo hastily raised his bid upon noticing Gao Shaoyi's dissatisfaction.

"Let's not nickel and dime here. It seems you folks from the East Di Empire aren't accustomed to handling money. My sister may not be of the highest nobility, but she is born of a princess in the current court. This affair does have some connection to you. So here's my offer: 50,000 imperial silver coins. Fair enough?"

After Gao Shaoyi's declaration, the bystanders all inhaled sharply in shock.

Ryoji Otomo's face contorted with disbelief. Fifty thousand silver coins!

Fair, you say?

That's a joke!

This is nothing short of daylight robbery!

No, scratch that! Even bandits aren't as merciless as you!