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"Was that really necessary?" A woman with a scar on her left eye asked Wei Jun as she and Wei Jun sat face to face in the company of the sect master of Wei Jun's sect and some other soldiers from the military.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Wei Jun smiled and said, "I needed to hit you back for what you put me through." His reply contained no remorse or logic at all. All it contained was hatred which was shown from his tone, only his words.

All the more reason why the woman wasn't willing to believe that. Wei Jun knew exactly what revealing that detail to the public would do. The civilians would be hesitant about joining the military.

Things were already very hard for them, with that stunt, the public had lost a great deal of trust in the military, making things all the more worse for them. If that wasn't enough, the original purpose of that revelation was something else entirely.

"And you want money?" The scarred woman asked.

Wei Jun simply nodded before he replied, not a shred of emotion in his voice, "I took significant trauma damage from the treatment I received at the military."

He looked at the man beside the woman and said, "Don't you think I should be fairly compensated for everything I went through?"

"…" The man remained silent. The woman couldn't help but agree with what the man said earlier. There was no indication but Wei Jun had still addressed the man standing beside the woman, not the woman herself. He knew she wasn't the one in charge but he was.

"What do you really want?" The man asked, dropping all pretenses.

"…" It was Wei Jun's turn to remain silent. While there were tons of things he wanted, the military couldn't give them to him. If it was money, he could make it on his own. It was true his true purpose wasn't money, but he wasn't so sure what to ask of the military.

So, he asked for the best thing.

"Full immunity to murder." Wei Jun said.

"…" It was once again the man's turn to remain silent. Of all the things, they never expected Wei Jun to say that. Full immunity to murder wasn't something that could be easily granted. Unless it was some great hero, who could be trusted with that ability, granting it to someone who didn't think much of a human life wasn't something they could do.

After all, a hero would have a conscious they could count on. What did Wei Jun have? The man was bluntly asking for murder immunity. His goals would be anything but pure.

"We cannot do that." The man replied, pressing on the 'cannot' to convey his clear refusal. Wei Jun smiled and said, "Well, then I'm sure the military doesn't want some… dark things to be revealed."

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"Dark things?" The man asked.

Wei Jun didn't say anything and simply handed him a tablet. As the man checked the content on that tablet, his fists clenched, destroying the tablet in his hands. Qi emanated around him as he threateningly asked, "Where did you get this?"

"You might want to contain yourself." The sect master calmly said. Upon hearing him, the man calmed down a little but he still kept a killer gaze at Wei Jun. Seeing that gaze, Wei Jun couldn't help but chuckle, "You shouldn't threaten someone so easily."

"Where did you get this?" The man asked once again. Wei Jun sighed and said, "You left me inside a military base for almost three months. You think I did nothing in that time frame? I was well aware of your… relations with the CSF. I knew you'd try something."

At that point, Wei Jun went silent. His silence conveyed only one thing. He had more cards but he had only revealed that much information. With all of that in play, the military had no choice but to take Wei Jun's words to heart.

After all, their image was one thing, if the data on the tablet was revealed, war with the neighboring kingdoms or the empire of Britannia wouldn't be the end of it.

"You do know what you're doing is treason against your own country, right?" The man asked, hoping for one last card and also making sure Wei Jun knew he was drawing a permanent line between himself and the military.

"Hahahaha," Wei Jun laughed out loud. His laughter went on for a while before he said, "You're quite a jokester, General."

At once, his expression changed to that of a cold one as he looked at the man and said, "Why would I hold anything like that against an organization that treated me in such a manner? Treated me like a criminal even when there was no proof. Made me do such demeaning tasks even when I was the innocent one."

"Tell me, General," Wei Jun leaned forward as he asked, "Am I innocent to you even now?"

"…" The man remained quiet. While all the points stated were valid, he still hoped that Wei Jun would look past all that. After all, they had no other choice. His gut constantly told him that he was the innocent party and Wei Jun was everything they suspected him of. But with the lack of proof, all he could do was look at it from Wei Jun's point.

"Let me discuss it with the government and I'll see what I can do." The man in the end had no choice but to stall for now. Wei Jun smiled. While the attempt to stall for time was obvious, Wei Jun decided to play along. Sooner than later, when they wouldn't be able to take back the information from him, they would have to eventually do as he required.

And to motivate them to proceed faster, Wei said. "Don't take too much time to decide. What if someone hacked my information network and took some sensitive… information? We wouldn't want that now, would we, general?"

"…" The man remained quiet for some time before he nodded and left with his envoy. Once Wei Jun was left alone with the sect master, the sect master said, "You do know it isn't my job to save you every time, right?"

"Not like you're not getting anything out of it." Wei Jun said. Wei Jun was well aware that the sect master was going after the emperor under the guise of injustice to his disciple.

"Well, I would be an idiot not to take that opportunity," The sect master said before he added, "But this and that are two different matters. I could just as easily step back, leaving you to deal with all of this on yourself."

It was a bogus threat but it was a threat indeed and Wei Jun didn't want to risk it. He simply nodded and said, "What do you want?"

"Another favor. As it occurs to me, we're even at the moment. I'd like scales to be tipped in my favor, you see." Wei Jun simply nodded and said, "Whatever you want."

"Haha," The sect master chuckled. He stood up and left the room saying, "See you around, beloved disciple."

Wei Jun remained silent to that remark.

[I can almost tell what you're thinking]

Just like the sect master liked to have an extra insurance card, Wei Jun also didn't like owing someone. But he wasn't the type to repay his debts. He was the type to make sure his debtor didn't exist.

[Alas, the same couldn't be done to that child yet]

As the system said, the sect master was far too powerful for Wei Jun to do anything. At the moment, he was powerless even against the grandmasters. A battle against a Qi demon realm cultivator wasn't something he'd even dream of.

But, he did dream of getting free from the sect master's influence. Because sooner or later, anyone who stands with you in power, could just as easily stand against you in power. The only way to make sure others were loyal to him was to be the sole competitor in the competition.

And as long as anyone else other than Wei Jun, who considered themselves to be a power equal to Wei Jun, were alive, Wei Jun wasn't truly in power.

He pulled out his phone and contacted Mark Wilson who picked on the first bell as if he was waiting for him, "Boss! What can this loyal servant do for you?!"

"I see the elixirs I gave you worked in your favor." Wei Jun said. It was true because his INT stat had increased twice that week. Once due to Mark Wilson and once due to Natasha who had finally become a fourth circle mage.

"Yes, it was," Mark Wilson replied before he asked, "So what can I do for you?"

"I need you to look someone up." Wei Jun said.

"Who?" Mark Wilson asked.

"Xing Xioamei." Wei Jun said before he added, "I need to know everything about her. Even the color of her underwear or how she wipes herself. I need every single detail of her life in a thick book. Understood?"

"Of course, boss," Mark Wilson replied, without even asking who that woman was. To him, it didn't matter in the least. All that mattered was to make sure Wei Jun's task was carried out.