Chapter 813: If You Can't Win, Threaten
The man's words were laced with menace, even invoking Yang Haoran's superior.
His meaning was not hard to grasp: if Yang Haoran didn't cooperate, he would report the matter upwards and let Yang Haoran's superior deal with him.
Yang Haoran had long anticipated that the other party would use this to threaten him, so he wasn't surprised in the least.
"Although my friend is a demon, she is also a member of the Spirit Police. Her contributions to Lecheng are clear for all to see. I understand that you Demon Hunters want to exterminate demons, but you mustn't act indiscriminately. Just as there are good and bad people, the same holds true for demons. Clearly, my friend is a good demon. If you truly wish to kill her, you wouldn't be ridding the people of a menace, but rather depriving the people of Lecheng of a guardian. Forget about me, the entire populace of Lecheng wouldn't stand for it."
As Yang Haoran spoke, his tone was forceful and resolute, as if the truth was precisely as he stated.
The man frowned. Before he could even open his mouth, Yang Haoran interjected, speaking again before him.
"The Administrative Chief isn't a fool. If my friend were truly an unforgivably evil demon, how could the Administrative Chief possibly hire her as a member of the Spirit Police? They would have found a way to eliminate her long ago. Why would they keep her until now? After all, before the world descended into chaos, our Lecheng Administrative Courtyard was backed by the Supreme Administrative Council. They had the power to get rid of my friend and the ability to deter other lesser evils. How could they allow themselves to be trampled upon? Since the Administrative Chief didn't do that, it proves that my friend is not an evil demon who indiscriminately kills innocents."
No sooner had Yang Haoran's words fallen than the woman coldly rebuked him, her face a mask of frost, and her gaze revealing a chilling murderous intent.
The woman coldly rebuked him, looking as if she was about to strike at Yang Haoran, but she was stopped by the man beside her.
"Please don't be angry, both of you. I had no intention of deliberately insulting either of you; I was merely stating a fact. I was just interrupted by this 'elder sister' here. Let's continue our previous topic."
Yang Haoran said with a smile. His calm composure made the man's brows furrow tighter and tighter.
"As the Emissary of Death for Lecheng, why am I so close to a snake demon? I must explain this. Although my friend is a snake demon, she is also one of my God's most devoted believers. The Death God Pendant hanging around her neck proves this. Is there anything wrong with me being a little closer to my God's believers?"
The woman, already consumed by rage, couldn't help but rebuke him again upon hearing Yang Haoran's words.
"Nonsense! A demon, and she's become a believer in your Yin's Death God? Do you take my husband and me for fools?"
Yang Haoran's face wore a smile as his gaze turned to the woman, and he said with a laugh.
"This 'elder sister' has a severe case of racial discrimination. That's understandable, though, as you are a Demon Hunter, so it's normal to have strong prejudices against demons. However, my God does not discriminate by race. No matter the race, as long as they are willing to believe in my God, my God will accept them. Therefore, my God has never refused demon believers, and our Underworld Office has never stipulated that Underworld Officials cannot associate with demons."
At this point, Yang Haoran turned his gaze to the man and continued to say with a smile.
"Of course, I understood what this 'elder brother' just said. Even if my direct superior were to know about this, they wouldn't blame me, because I am inherently blameless. I am a person who always follows the rules. I know the laws of the Underworld Office like the back of my hand. Someone as rule-abiding as myself, no matter what I do, will always prioritize the laws and honor of our Underworld Office. How could I possibly do anything that would tarnish the reputation of our Underworld Office?"
Yang Haoran's words were utterly shameless. As for following rules, he secretly refined souls into Soul Pills, privately raised ghosts, and even cultivated his own ghost army. If *that* could be called rule-abiding, the Death God would probably die of anger.
And as for knowing the Underworld Office's laws like the back of his hand, that was pure fabrication. He hadn't really read the laws recorded in the Underworld Iron Tome much; he knew some, but not completely. To say he knew them like the back of his hand, that was a huge exaggeration.
However, when it came to bragging, as long as others believed it, and he himself believed it, then it became the truth.
The two Demon Hunters before him, although they knew a little about Yang Haoran, their so-called understanding was only superficial, gathered from hearsay. They knew nothing of the deeper truths.
Therefore, regarding Yang Haoran's current words, while they didn't completely believe him, they believed a large part of it, because to them, Yang Haoran didn't seem to be lying.
Yang Haoran took in both of their reactions, his expression unchanged, while secretly chuckling to himself. Immediately after, he twisted the knife in their chests again.
"If this 'elder brother' needs to find my direct superior, it's quite simple. I just need to contact our Guardian, and I'm sure he'll come over. You know, our Underworld Office has been quite chaotic lately, especially our Jingling Continent, which is not only in turmoil but has also suffered severe losses. If something significant were to happen here, I'm sure he wouldn't ignore it. Once he arrives, you can personally ask him whether my God discriminates by race, and whether our Underworld Officials can interact with demons."
Yang Haoran's words instantly made the man's face darken. His eyes narrowed, and a chilling glint erupted within them.
"Are you threatening me?"
The man spoke in a low voice. Yang Haoran, however, gave a faint smile and responded.
"I wouldn't dare threaten either of you. I am merely stating a fact. As an honest person, I dislike telling lies, and I dislike seeing others lie."
Once a person sheds their shame, they won't blush no matter what they say. If there's no face left, how can it turn red?
At this moment, Yang Haoran was precisely in this state: talking utter nonsense with a straight face, and speaking with such conviction, as if it were all true.
"If you're a good person, I'll be struck by lightning the moment I step outside! Stop your theatrics in front of my husband and me!"
The woman coldly rebuked Yang Haoran. Yang Haoran didn't get angry and responded with a smile.
"I merely said I was honest; not only do I dislike lying, but I also can't stand to see others lie. But I didn't say I was a good person, nor did I say I was a bad person. Whether I'm good or bad, it's not for me to decide; that's for others to judge. I can't even manage myself properly, how could I manage others?"
Yang Haoran explained with a smile. The woman was so infuriated by him, and just as she was about to speak again, she was once again stopped by her husband.
"We came here today to see you, not to discuss good people or bad people. We just want to take this snake demon from you."
The man didn't want to continue bickering with Yang Haoran. He felt that if he kept arguing with Yang Haoran like this, there was no telling what else Yang Haoran would say. The reason he had said so much to Yang Haoran earlier was to put pressure on Yang Haoran, to make him understand the situation and mind his own business, otherwise, he'd be dealt with too.
But the outcome left him somewhat speechless. Not only did he fail to achieve his objective, but Yang Haoran had gained the upper hand. He worried that continuing like this would only make him more passive, so he simply stopped beating around the bush with Yang Haoran and directly stated the purpose of their visit.
"I forgot to mention just now that besides being honest, I also uphold loyalty above all else. If you want to take my friend from me, that is clearly impossible, unless you step over my dead body."
Yang Haoran's words left no room for negotiation, directly blocking the couple's retreat.
This time, the couple simultaneously erupted with powerful murderous intent. Potent Star Spirit Power roared forth from within their bodies.
"What sort of thing are you? If it weren't for the sake of your Underworld Office's reputation, my husband and I wouldn't waste words on you. Since you refuse to cooperate, then don't blame us for being impolite!"
As the two unleashed their Star Spirit Power, Old Master Wu and Bai Xue also unleashed their own power fluctuations. Although their power was vastly different from that of these two Demon Hunters, neither of them showed the slightest fear.
"Heh heh, your strength is truly formidable, so powerful that it makes me feel terrified. However, with you acting so brazenly, I presume many people have already sensed you. If something were to truly happen to me, do you think our Underworld Office wouldn't know that you did it, and wouldn't actively seek you out?"
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