"Mr. Hu, please be careful with your words."

What was once a joyous occasion filled with laughter was suddenly disrupted. Hu Ma's stern rebuke immediately changed the expressions of everyone present.

Most of them were merely vassals of the Ten Families and dared not say anything to Hu Ma. However, the eldest son of the Zhu family immediately expressed his displeasure upon hearing this, saying, "The Wang family's medical skills are exquisite, saving countless lives. When did they become a means of showing off in your eyes?"

"You just witnessed that pellet reviving the dead and regenerating flesh."

"Even if the method is flawed, its wonders are evident. Once this pill is perfected, how many people could it save?"

"..."

"Save how many people?"

Hu Ma looked at him coldly and said, "I know how the Zitaishui (purple placenta) comes to be. Don't tell me you don't know?"

"So many lives were sacrificed to create such a blood pill. Yet it has become a wonderful method of saving people in your mouth?"

"On my way back, I witnessed plagues and constant warfare, with countless deaths. If you truly have any medical compassion left, you should first consider saving those who shouldn't die, rather than saving the dead from twenty years ago. What kind of method is that?"

"..."

These words were both imposing and accusatory, leaving everyone speechless.

Especially the young master of the Wang family, who thought this would be an exquisite technique, never expected to be met with such scolding.

Still shaken, his face flushed red, and he couldn't say a word.

In this awkward atmosphere, a cold laugh suddenly rang out from the side. Everyone looked over and saw a person dressed in rags, with a sallow complexion. It was someone from the Zhang family of beggars.

The Zhang family was now mired in trouble, struggling to survive. This one had been left behind in advance and already possessed an aura of ruin. Now that everyone else was wary of Hu Ma's status, he sneered from the side:

"The Hu family has such great virtue!"

"Since arriving in the capital, everyone has been saying that the Hu family has made great contributions, earning the first name on the Da Luo (Great Canopy) Law School's Book of Merit. But all I've seen is that those reincarnation heresies, who have been lying low for twenty years, are now making a comeback, causing chaos by seizing bridges."

"This makes one curious. Among the so-called Ten Families, the Hu family is the first in merit. Where is the merit, and where is the virtue?"

"What qualifications do they have to be above the other ten families?"

"..."

Hu Ma's eyes were cold as he glanced at him, also noticing the change in the expressions of the people in the room.

He knew that these words were not just what the beggar Zhang family thought, but what many others also thought.

With a cold laugh, he stood up and said, "The Hu family's merits and demerits are not something that you, a noble person, are worthy of knowing."

"I'm just a country bumpkin and don't understand your etiquette."

"Heh, a bunch of Jianghu (martial world) peasants. At most, the so-called Ten Families have only a hundred or so years of foundation. From the beginning, the days when you didn't have to kowtow to others have only been twenty years."

"The dust on your knees hasn't been wiped clean yet, and you already want to sit on the high platform and call yourselves nobles?"

"In that case, the Hu family certainly dares not boast about your merits. The Hu family also cannot learn your etiquette."

"..."

"Hua!"

These words caused a great disturbance in the room, and everyone's faces were filled with unspeakable embarrassment.

These words were equivalent to scolding everyone, even including the Hu family themselves.

With matters at this point, there was no way to continue the conversation. Hu Ma also remembered what Miss White Wine had said, that he should not make a sound no matter what he saw. He had already developed an extreme sense of strangeness in his heart, but he simply turned around and planned to leave this place.

Unexpectedly, someone behind him suddenly chuckled coldly and said in a grim voice, "Everyone says that the Hu family is biding its time, only to make a miraculous contribution and wipe out those heresies in one fell swoop."

"But now, why do I hear that the young master of the Hu family is full of fallacies and unreasonable, not like the Hu family holding the zhenshui jijinjian (heresy-suppressing golden mace) to suppress those heresies, but more like those heresies have wiped out the Hu family?"

Hu Ma stopped and turned around, looking at Zhu Youqin of the Zhu family.

He said calmly, "Do you know the principles that those heresies speak of?"

"Strange and absurd remarks, who doesn't know them?"

Before Zhu Youqin could speak, the man from the beggar Zhang family laughed coldly, "It's not just your Hu family that understands those heresies. Our Zhang family also raised one. I heard a lot of similar things from that demon in the house before."

"In the end, they are just words to deceive others and themselves, saying that they don't kneel to anyone and that all lives are lives, with no distinction between high and low, noble and lowly..."

"Bullshit!"

"My Zhang family has its own insightful people. When asked about the other world, even he could not hide it. There were still lords and masters everywhere, and cattle and horses were everywhere, oppressing the land. It can be seen that high and low, noble and lowly, are determined by heaven. Those pleasant words are just to deceive people."

"Compared to us, where can we distinguish between high and low?"

"..."

When he said these words, even Miss White Wine couldn't help but frown slightly, as if she had thought of the realm of her previous life, which was difficult to argue.

But Hu Ma faced the words of the beggar Zhang family and slowly opened his mouth, saying, "It can be distinguished."

"Hmm?"

The beggar Zhang family member looked up and stared at him coldly.

Ever since Hu Ma learned of his identity, he seemed to have become estranged from the dreams of his previous life. But now, the gift that Old Lord Mei gave him suddenly became clear in his mind. He didn't have to deliberately, but just spoke lightly:

"People are not afraid of kneeling, but are afraid of getting used to kneeling and never thinking of standing up."

"It is an unchangeable habit for noble lords to sit on the heads of others, but the fear is that some people have become accustomed to kneeling."

"Mr. Longjing will not cover up what you said, and neither will I, but he cannot answer your question. I, as an observer, can answer you. Their world does have high and low, noble and lowly..."

"But the nobles in their world have already seen the power of the people, and the people have tasted the taste of no longer being cattle and horses."

Speaking of this, his voice was not loud, but it seemed heavy: "That's enough."

"Cattle and horses that have been human will not forget the taste of being human."

"Of course, noble lords will always exist, but as long as cattle and horses remember that taste, they will not be taken for granted."

"Those principles are written into the bones. Although they may not be completely possible, as long as these ideas have existed, then all the noble lords can only steal, not openly and boldly, and still call it justified..."

"You are the same!"

Speaking of this, his eyes were cold and he swept across the faces of everyone: "You are thieves, it's just that the real master hasn't thought about settling accounts with you yet."

For a moment, it was quiet all around, and everyone's faces changed, becoming extremely suppressed, even sluggish.

"Mr. Hu's strange remarks seem to make sense."

At this time, Zhu Youqin said grimly, "But there is only one thing wrong in your words."

"The world is contested, and the capable live in it. The current status and identity of the Ten Families were obtained by ability."

"..."

"Obtained?"

Hu Ma couldn't help but laugh when he heard his words: "Have you ever fought with the Du Yi?"

"Have you ever planted a grain of food for the people?"

"The Du Yi are just robbing the people of this world, and you are just stealing from the Du Yi. What kind of capable people are you?"

Each sentence was asked to their faces, and the expressions of the people had become indescribably ugly.

Just now, Hu Ma swept away everyone's interest, and even Zhao Sanyi and Chen Abao felt a slight displeasure in their hearts. It was just that they had known Hu Ma earlier, and now they would not say anything about him with others.

But now, listening to Hu Ma saying such words, the unhappiness in their hearts disappeared inexplicably, but looking at Hu Ma's eyes, there was a kind of unprecedented, confused, and suppressed look.

Only Fourth Miss Zhou, listening to it, couldn't help but clench her fists, her eyes firm.

Facing their expressions, Hu Ma smiled and said, "We are country bumpkins and are used to being straightforward. Please don't blame us."

"However, this time I came back to the capital, I also wanted to see if the disciples of the Ten Families really have the insights worthy of this scenery."

"Now, looking at this glance, it is just having the technique but not the Dao (path), only knowing how to make a fuss, without any great ambition. Throwing it into this world, it is difficult to survive, and still boasting about what kind of immortal method?"

"..."

After saying these words, he shook his sleeves and turned to leave the pavilion.

But the people in the pavilion seemed unwilling to let him go, and someone shouted, "Even if you believe in their principles, they will not regard you as their own."

"If you were not in the capital at this time, do you think those heresies would easily spare you?"

"..."

"You are wrong."

Hu Ma was outside the pavilion, looked at them, and said seriously, "Their principles have been learned by me, and they are my principles."

After saying these words, he did not stop and walked out.

He used the ability of shrinking the ground to an inch, came to the street, his eyes were bright, and he looked around.

I saw that in this capital city, there were people everywhere, coming and going, with smiling faces, but being in this bustle, Hu Ma only felt the oppression heavier.

The Su Niangzi (lady) that the young master of the Wang family saved kept flashing in his mind, and he felt more and more that the lively and crowded pedestrians in this capital city all had an indescribable grim evil spirit. After a long time, he suddenly stood still, his five internal organs vibrated together, and the sound of thunder surged around him.

With the blessing of the nine pillars of Daoist practice, this golden toad croak was like a scorching sun surging, dispelling layers of evil spirits.

Several pedestrians who passed by him suddenly staggered, and one of them actually had flesh and blood falling from his body. The people next to him exclaimed, but this person was dazed and didn't know it, and continued to walk forward.

After taking a few steps, those flesh and blood climbed back onto his body, becoming the same as ordinary people, and mixed into the crowd.

Hu Ma confirmed his guess and stood still in place.

Behind him, Miss White Wine's voice suddenly sounded: "The capital city has not seen a dead person for a long time, and those who have already died have begun to come alive."

"This is the reason why the capital city is so lively, and it is also what I am investigating."

(End of this chapter)