513 Marquis Yun Has Changed (2/2)
However, Marquis Yun, who carried no psychological baggage, changed his attitude swiftly, from his initial restraint and hesitation to cold brutality. What Yun Yang could not stand the most was that Sir Marquis Yun had turned into a miser!
”How much have you looted today?” Marquis Yun asked Bai Yixue. ”Where are the silver taels? Where are they? Give them to me! Hand them all to me!”
”What about you? Where are yours? Give them to me! Give them all to me!”
”You too!” Marquis Yun looked at Yun Yang. ”The direction you headed to has the richest homes… Take them out quickly, you're not allowed to keep it for personal gain!”
Yun Yang, Bai Yixue and Fang Mofei were speechless at his sudden vehemence.
”Do you all know that our Robin Hood project has rewarded us with six hundred and seventy-five million silver taels by now?” Marquis Yun was ecstatic with avarice. ”Even when the treasury was at its most abundant, it didn't have so much money! This is indeed a great deal of wealth!”
Yun Yang looked aghast.
Robin Hood?
True, they did rob the rich, but did they help the poor? Who had they truly helped? The money was all with him now. Was he actually poor?
As it turned out, Marquis Yun was, in truth, quite poor – poor in his restraint.
Marquis Yun was unleashing a side of him that had never been seen before as he continued t calculate their pickings, ”We are still three thousand and seven hundred miles away from Tiantang City. Let's work harder. Let's grind throughout this distance. Our goal is ten billion silver taels! We must complete this goal, even if we don't sleep or rest!”
”It's fine to kill a few more people, they should have been killed a long time ago anyway!”
”Be meticulous when you loot the houses after killing them. Don't miss out on any sort of treasures or gems.”
Yun Yang immediately felt rotten to the core.
What they were doing was a grand event that benefited the country and its people! Why didMarquis Yun make them sound like robbers and highly disciplined robbers at that?
Hearing Marquis Yun's manifesto, everyone's enthusiasm, especially the sense of achievement from playing the part of the country and people's warriors, immediately waned. They began to feel an odd sense of dissatisfaction and no small amount of guilt.
”When you arrange the search list, expand the area to two thousand miles wide.” Marquis Yun said excitedly, ”A thousand miles is too small. We'll be a little more tired, but our gains will compensate for a bit of fatigue. That's a whole lot of money…”
Oh my God, where had the old Marquis Yun gone to?
Yun Yang was instantly regretting his cavalier attitude which had ultimately backfired on him. He should not be living through this!
”By then, we will throw all this money in front of His Majesty. He will literally die from happiness!” Marquis Yun chortled.
”What If he were to ask you where the wealth comes from? Will you admit that you killed ten thousands of people along the way to get hold of it?” Yun Yang asked. ”He'll definitely sentence you for your crimes!”
”Sentence me? He wouldn't dare to!” Marquis Yun pursed his lips. ”We come from the same father, but he's an emperor while your father has suffered in the martial world. I've only seen my biological father once in my lifetime and he was practically f*cking emotionless. Now that I'm still expanding my efforts for him and my identity can't even see the light of day, would he truly dare to sentence me? If he does, then I'll exchange positions with him. He would have to lose his mind before he would actually punish me… who am I…”
Marquis Yun was indignant at the thought that he was actually within the confines of the law.
Yun Yang had no words to respond to his outburst.
Who in this world can tell me where the black-clothed, ever graceful and calm Marquis of Heavenly Clouds Yun Xiaoyao has gone to?