Chapter 329: The Decision of the Seven Martial Stars Family

Chapter 329: The Decision of the Seven Martial Stars Family

"Public vote?"

The Seventh Prince was momentarily stunned. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't understand Qi Yuan's words right away.

Seeing that the Seventh Prince and Gong Yi Cai didn't understand, Qi Yuan explained further.

"It means letting the people... vote on their fate. At that time, I will have my robot, Zero One, gather all their life records, listing all their evil deeds and good deeds. Then... provide options for the people to vote on whether they should die, face imprisonment, or... be released without charge."

Qi Yuan patiently explained.

He had never met these people before, felt no animosity, and didn't have any particular feelings about them.

So... let the vote decide their fate.

Besides... wouldn't that be fun?

"This..." The Seventh Prince hesitated, not expecting this kind of public vote.

He initially thought it would be a vote among the Seven Martial Stars families.

Such a public vote was unheard of, unprecedented.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but say, "Are you saying the citizens of Qin Yuan don't have the right to vote?

But I distinctly remember that every citizen has the right to vote. Or is this just lip service?"

Qi Yuan raised his voice.

The Seventh Prince's heart tightened, and he quickly replied, "Yes, absolutely, they have the right to vote!"

Although, indeed, as Qi Yuan said, it was often just lip service.

But now, with Mr. Qi bringing it up, how could it just be lip service?

It had to happen.

However, the implications of this matter were too significant.

A nationwide vote, with everyone acting as a judge, had too many unpredictable and uncertain elements.

"If it's possible, why are you hesitating? Don't tell me... you can't find any university students to build a voting website? Or perhaps, if the website is outsourced layer upon layer, it would be so poorly made that it crashes when too many people vote?"

The Seventh Prince was bewildered for a moment, then immediately promised, "We, the royal family, will fully support this, to serve Mr. Qi!"

"Don't serve me; I don't need servants. Serve the people," Qi Yuan stretched lazily.

The Seventh Prince nodded quickly.

Although, with his authority, he couldn't agree on behalf of the royal family.

Such a public vote would also need the agreement of all the Seven Martial Stars families.

But at this moment, how could the Seventh Prince dare to refuse? He agreed immediately.

As for whether the Seven Martial Stars families would agree... there was no need to think about it.

They wouldn't dare disagree.

Otherwise, what awaited them... could also be a public vote.

At this point, Qi Yuan turned his gaze to Gong Yi Cai: "Long time no see, old man. Hmm, you've gotten younger."

Gong Yi Cai was momentarily stunned, then hurriedly lowered his head, "Old man here pays respects to Mr. Qi?"

His posture was very humble.

Completely different from when he was on the Lost Mountain.

"Yes, ten years later, not exactly, my corpse met you," Qi Yuan said casually. "Back then, you brought some of your family's young ones; I remember a person named Gong Yi Qing, who had a pretty good attitude.

But, there was one whose body was hollowed out by indulgence, I think his name was Gong Yi Lang. He looked at people with his nose, extremely arrogant, almost committing the crime of insulting a corpse."VịSit no(v)3lb/!n(.)com for new novels

Back then, when Qi Yuan had turned into a corpse, Gong Yi Qing was still respectful toward him.

However, Gong Yi Lang was blabbering, speaking filthy words.

Upon hearing this, Gong Yi Cai's face suddenly fell, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He understood now; Qi Yuan was a regressor.

It should be that this regressor had died, and ten years later, the Gong Yi family had sent people to communicate with Qi Yuan's corpse.

Now hearing that someone from the Gong Yi family had disrespected Qi Yuan, his expression became even worse than crying.

"Husband, should I blow a breath at the Gong Yi family?" Ning Tao asked considerately.

Gong Yi Cai immediately knelt on the ground, nervous and scared: "Mr. Qi, please spare me!"

He had seen it before. This woman next to Mr. Qi could almost collapse the Sky Eye with a single breath.

If she blew a breath at the Gong Yi family, would anyone survive?

Gong Yi Cai was naturally terrified and immediately kowtowed, begging for mercy.

Qi Yuan saw this and said to Ning Tao, "Am I some kind of demon king, always killing and fighting? That's not good. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. If I hadn't seen Gong Yi Cai, I would have forgotten about it."

Hearing this, Gong Yi Cai finally breathed a sigh of relief, his heart settling down.

As long as she doesn't blow a breath at the Gong Yi family.

At this moment, he hated Gong Yi Lang, that little brat, to death.

That guy was just a second-generation playboy, so bold, how dare he insult Mr. Qi?

"Thank you, Mr. Qi, for sparing us."

At this moment, he also felt a great deal of goodwill toward Gong Yi Qing.

This Gong Yi Qing was not from the main line but was very diligent.

Not long ago, someone in the family proposed to support Gong Yi Qing, but this proposal was rejected.

Now, Mr. Qi mentioned Gong Yi Qing, so that rejection was naturally void.

Not only would the Gong Yi family support Gong Yi Qing, but they would also regard him as the true leader of the younger generation!

"You handle the cleanup here; I'm too lazy to bury them. Arrange the banquet. Since I'm already in the capital and it's still early, I might as well play around for a couple of days."

Qi Yuan said casually, holding Ning Tao, and their figures disappeared.

Only the Seventh Prince, Gong Yi Cai, and a room full of corpses were left behind.

The Seventh Prince stretched out his palm, which was covered in sweat, showing how nervous he had been just now.

These old patriarchs voiced their agreements one after another.

Although Mr. Qi hadn't said anything, they understood what they should and shouldn't do.

Regarding Qi Yuan, they dared not investigate his privacy like Marquis Blue Sea did; instead, they checked his public information.

This public information also revealed a bit of Qi Yuan's character.

Hmm... mental illness certificate, somewhat unpredictable.

But overall... he seems like someone who repays kindness with kindness, repays enmity with enmity, a "respectful and law-abiding" person.

Since he's like that, they will "finish this play" with him.

"Tomorrow, I will personally visit Mr. Qi; who will join me?" The old man from the Fang family spoke, and then, thinking of something, he added, "I will go in person."

For people at their level, having a cloned body is a simple matter.

The cloned bodies are usually dormant, only used in special situations to replace them.

"I will go in person as well."

"I will go in person too!"

These old guys realized that Qi Yuan must not be offended.

Using a clone to visit would be disrespectful to Mr. Qi.

...

On the streets of the capital, Qi Yuan was walking with Ning Tao... or rather, to be precise, the "Canary" was walking.

At this moment, Qi Yuan held a brick in his hand, his eyes revealing a thoughtful expression.

"I've always heard that if you randomly throw a brick in the capital, you'll hit a department head. I wonder if that's true?"

It was a rare visit to the capital, and he wanted to test it out.

The Canary tilted her head, showing a pondering expression: "Blood Pearl, I think it's unlikely. There's hardly anyone around us."

"Then let fate decide."

Qi Yuan tossed the brick into the air.

This time he didn't use much strength; he only threw it a few thousand meters high.

Moreover, he cast a spell just in case, to avoid killing anyone.

Even if the brick fell and hit someone, it wouldn't cause any harm.

"Come on, let's go see who it hit." Seeing the brick falling rapidly, the Canary was also excited, holding Qi Yuan's arm, wanting to see if it hit a department head.

"Let's go and take a look." Qi Yuan was in a good mood.

It's rare to have someone accompany him in such playful antics.

The two of them quickly headed in the direction where the brick was falling.

At this moment, on the streets of the capital, the sun was a bit blinding.

Many people were looking up at the two suns in the sky, taking pictures and checking in.

Huang Weiming, holding a black bag, was walking down the street in a daze.

He was from a rural background. When he was in college, the villagers had given him eggs and sweet potatoes to support his studies at a prestigious university.

It should be noted that prestigious universities in Qin Yuan were very expensive.

He worked hard, studying while working part-time, and after graduating, he started his own business.

He invested in a project that, fortunately, grew quickly.

Within just five years, his company was valued at one billion.

At this point, he also began to give back to his hometown.

But who would have thought that his "small company" would catch the eye of a second-generation aristocrat?

That aristocrat wanted to snatch the company from him, and without a strong background, he had no way to resist.

Various departments began to make things difficult for him, and partners started avoiding contact.

All of this was to force him to sign a contract.

Once he signed, the company would no longer be his, and he would become just another employee.

Although the salary would be high, he felt deeply frustrated.

Because the projects he wanted to invest in for his hometown would have to be put on hold.

"This is just shameless. How could they do this!" Huang Weiming felt a deep sense of helplessness.

He wasn't some naive young person.

He understood concessions.

After all, these things happen frequently; usually, you lose a bit and then share the gains.

But... that Mu family's second-generation... was utterly shameless, really wanting to take everything, leaving nothing?

No sense of fairness at all!

How could he not be angry? He even wanted to curse the heavens.

He looked up, his eyes filled with fury.

But in the next moment, the anger in his eyes turned to fear.

A brick-like object was falling from the sky, about to hit him on the head.

"Ah!"

Huang Weiming screamed in fear, unable to react.

The brick fell on his head.

He froze.

Because... he wasn't hurt at all.

At that moment, a voice came from nearby: "Hey... are you a department head?"