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Chapter 780 - 213 What! How could Chen Jiusi possibly (10,000 words asking for subscriptions)_3

Chapter 780: Chapter 213 What! How could Chen Jiusi possibly (10,000 words asking for subscriptions)_3

Zhao Ya was taken aback and looked at Ah San, "What do you think?"

"I, I don’t know?"

Ah San said, looking at Zhao Ya, to which Zhao Ya replied, "If you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, don’t make wild guesses. Ba Tan and the others ended up at the Mirage’s Mouth, what does that have to do with Chen Jiusi?"

Ah San wanted to keep talking, but Ah Da stopped him, "Shut up."

Ah San looked at Ah Da and asked, "Big brother, do you think Chen Jiusi is the murderer?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Da looked at Ah San and said, "Why do you ask this?"

Ah San fell silent, and Ah Da continued, "Ba Tan was King Qi’s man, and he was not one of us from the start. Where he died, how he died, what does that have to do with us? Even if it was Chen Jiusi who killed him, what can we do?"

"We are not King Qi’s subordinates; we don’t need to avenge him!"

Upon hearing this, Ah San fell silent and then grinned, "Hehe, big brother is right."

"That’s enough, you two stop talking. The Commandery Princess has already gone far ahead; hurry up and follow her."

Ah Er, seeing the two of them going on and on, immediately spoke up, and upon hearing this, the two of them quickly sped up to catch up with the Commandery Princess.

Meanwhile, the Commandery Princess had already arrived not far from Xiantao Town, where the waters of the Mianshui River had already overflowed the river banks.

Not far away, there were signs of man-made dykes, clearly constructed to hold back the water to prevent the village below from being flooded — that place was Xiantao Village.

At this time, Chen Jie, along with Chen Wang, had also rushed to the site, feeling highly indignant.

Zhou Chu and Si Xi had dared to defy orders, something he could absolutely not tolerate. Upon meeting them, Chen Jie was determined to give them a good lesson.

As he thought this, they were almost at the newly built river dyke.

On the dyke at this time, one could see a high dyke piled up with sandbags, the dyke filled with river water, with Xiantao Village lying downstream.

It was raining, and Fishing Guild Disciples stood in the river, using their bodies to form a barrier against the floodwaters.

Hand in hand, they stood before the flood, their faces showing a readiness to meet death.

Today they had to hold back the floodwaters, because below lay Xiantao Village — the hometown of the Gang Leader, the ancestral graves of his family, the entire Chen Clan Ancestral Hall.

If washed away by the flood, it would be a huge disaster. The Gang Leader would become a rootless person, something they absolutely could not withstand.

So, they were fighting with all they had to hold back the floodwaters.

"Master, Master, it’s not good! The North Embankment can’t hold! Our people have been swept away by the flood, the human wall cannot endure!"

At this moment, on the dyke, Zhou Chu listened to his subordinate’s report.

"Puh—"

He wiped the rainwater off his face and said angrily, "I don’t want excuses; I only have one demand: not a single drop of water shall flow into Xiantao Village today, if even a single crop in Xiantao Village is washed away, I’ll never let you off the hook!"

"But Master, we truly can’t hold it back!"

His subordinate said with a pained expression.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chu angrily called out, "Master Shang!"

"No one else is here, Lord Chen Wang has not yet arrived, and we now only have these people on the shore left!"

Hearing this, Zhou Chu’s face darkened. By his side, Wu Zhong said, "Ah Zhou, don’t overexert yourself; I’ll go evacuate the villagers first..."

"Uncle Zhong, you evacuate the villagers first, but we still have to block the water; the ancestral graves of the Gang Leader cannot be washed away, as you know."

Wu Zhong replied, "But there is no one left, how do we block it?"

Upon this, Zhou Chu once again wiped the rainwater off his face and said, "Who says there’s no one left? Am I not a person?"

"Puh— Brothers, follow me into the river."

After hearing this, Wu Zhong’s face was filled with urgency, "Zhou Chu, this... Jiusi told you to divert the flood."

A slight smile appeared on Zhou Chu’s face as he said, "The Gang Leader has his overall considerations, but I know that as a subordinate, I cannot let there be any harm to the ancestral graves or the Ancestral Hall of the Gang Leader’s family."

"Right, Master Zhou is correct."

Upon hearing Zhou Chu’s words, an old man standing by Wu Zhong’s side immediately shouted loudly, "We must not let the floodwaters breach into the Chen family’s Ancestral Hall, nor can we allow them to destroy our family’s ancestral graves."

"Jiusi’s achievements today are all thanks to the blessings of our ancestors. If we ruin the feng shui, Jiusi is finished."

The old man said this with emotion.

While speaking, the rainwater choked him, and he began to cough violently, "Cough, cough..."

"Old great-uncle, old great-uncle, are you alright?"

Several members of the Chen Clan supported the old great-uncle.

Feeling the support of everyone, old great-uncle felt the prominence he held as Clan Leader returning. For over a year, all his prominence had been usurped by Chen Erba.

Thanks to the influence of Chen Jiusi, his son became one of Jiusi’s most capable generals, and he was suddenly hoisted into the position of the real power figure of the Chen family. No one else paid any regard to his old great-uncle status.

But today was different; the great waters were about to flood the Chen family’s Ancestral Hall.

Old great-uncle raised his arms, calling out to protect the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, the ancestral graves, and to preserve the Chen family’s feng shui Dragon Vein, so as to secure Chen Jiusi’s promising future.

Don’t think this is feudal superstition.

Forget ancient times; even in the modern era, many big business people still believe in feng shui, not to mention in this era, the beliefs in feng shui were even more prevalent.

And in this year, Chen Jie had risen like a rocket from a notorious gambling addict to become the leader of the largest gang in the Mianshui region. His rise in status was too rapid.

So much so, that he had become the legend of Xiantao Village.

There were even rumors that people saw green smoke rising from the ancestral graves of the old Chen family, specifically because of this tale.

This is precisely why Zhou Chu felt he could not disturb the ancestral graves of Chen Jiusi, nor let the floodwaters submerge their Ancestral Hall. If they destroyed the feng shui of the old Chen family...