Chapter 46

But Jiang Junming spoke sincerely and forcefully, about saving lives and healing the wounded, caring for and treating every person suffering from illness. Everyone pondered for a moment and felt somewhat moved. This was especially true for the merchants. The Church was high and mighty, and apart from the Church of Compassion, no other church was willing to set up their temple in the slums. Everyone originally thought that the Church of Compassion was short of money, which was why they did this. But after hearing Jiang Junming's explanation, their hearts were immediately shaken. This was the true essence of the miracles performed by the Goddess of Compassion!

The short merchant had initially been skeptical about his mysterious recovery, not daring or unwilling to believe that it was the work of the believers of the Goddess of Compassion. But after Jiang Junming finished speaking, all his doubts vanished without a trace. Kneeling on the ground, he placed his hands in front of him, fingers interlocked, as if in prayer, and solemnly said, "When I return to Moonlight City this time, I will go to the temple of the Church of Compassion in the West District and convert. From now on, I will believe in the Goddess of Compassion and care for the world."

Jiang Junming nodded, acknowledging the matter. The opportunity to study at the Church Academy was given to him by Deacon Raphael, so helping the Church of Compassion recruit believers seemed to be something he should do.

After taking the restorative potion from Jiang Junming, the short merchant felt full of energy, his body brimming with vitality, completely unlike before. He was curious and wanted to chat with Jiang Junming. But before he could say anything, he saw Jiang Junming stand up and walk towards a fat and a thin youth.

The two youths looked at Jiang Junming approaching, trembling with fear, wanting to run away, but in the wilderness, they didn't know where to run, and their legs had no strength at all. It was hard for them to take even a step, let alone run. They could only watch as Jiang Junming approached, feeling utterly hopeless.

Jiang Junming said, "I told you, if you continue to act despicably, I will beat you. How can the Goddess of Compassion's love for the world be understood by people like you? Your mouths spew blasphemy, and you deserve to be punished! Today, I will beat you until you can't speak."

With that, Jiang Junming's hand landed on the faces of the fat and thin youths. The sound of slaps was no longer crisp but rather muffled, as if hitting thick skin. Soon, the faces of the two youths were swollen, bruised, and shiny. Not only were their mouths swollen and unable to speak, but their eyes were also swollen shut.

"Slap... Slap..." The continuous sounds of slaps echoed, each youth receiving four slaps, leaving them dazed. Standing opposite Jiang Junming, they made no attempt to escape, resist, or beg for mercy, just standing there, dazed, as Jiang Junming slapped them four times.

This time, no one came to plead for the two youths, and no one said that Jiang Junming had harmed his classmates. Even the deacons and knight attendants felt that mocking the deacons of the Church of Compassion was not a big deal, but the behavior of the two youths was, as Jiang Junming said, blasphemous. A few slaps were considered light punishment. If it had been the Church of Dawn or the Church of Justice, the two youths might not have survived.

After punishing the two youths, Jiang Junming returned to the short merchant and asked, "Do you still feel unwell? Your body has just recovered, so you need to rest more."

The short merchant felt his body and said, "Thank you for your concern. I feel fine, better than ever before. By the way, I haven't introduced myself. I am the representative of the Wild Grass Merchant Guild in Moonlight City, and my name is Lin Kexi. If there's anything I can help with in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

The Wild Grass Merchant Guild... Jiang Junming had heard of it. It was a large merchant guild, loose yet orderly. The merchants affiliated with the Wild Grass Merchant Guild were mostly at the bottom of the merchant hierarchy. They traveled to various places, working tirelessly, mainly selling sundries and local specialties. Although the guild's business did not involve valuable magical items or high-profit goods for the nobility, the daily sundries and local specialties had large production and sales volumes, and their annual profits were not much less than those of guilds specializing in magical items or valuable goods.

Just like its name, although it was not high-end, it grew vigorously like wild grass, spreading everywhere without notice.

Jiang Junming remembered that when he was at the Wild Herb Shop, Vincent had often mentioned the Wild Grass Merchant Guild. He often fantasized about becoming the representative of the Wild Grass Merchant Guild in Moonlight City, even if he was only responsible for the trade of herbs. Vincent always said that if he could do that, he would do this and that, such as selling the city's specialty, Ghost Grass, to major cities. But Vincent was just dreaming. To become a representative of the Wild Grass Merchant Guild, even in Moonlight City, even for just the trade of herbs, was beyond the capabilities of the Wild Herb Shop and Vincent's connections.

"Alright, if there's anything I need help with in the future, I will definitely trouble you, Mr. Lin Kexi," Jiang Junming said with a smile, not being overly formal.

Lin Kexi's sudden illness had completely recovered, and the group resumed their journey. The way people looked at Jiang Junming had changed; they no longer treated him as a nobody. Especially the fat and thin youths, who looked at Jiang Junming with fear. The consecutive slaps had left them dazed, and they dared not offend Jiang Junming again.

On the way, Lin Kexi and Jiang Junming chatted, and his gratitude was evident.

"Junming, what potion did you give me?" Lin Kexi asked. After coming back from the brink of death, Lin Kexi vaguely remembered that Jiang Junming had someone give him a potion. When he drank the potion, his entire body seemed to be filled with an indescribable power, and the discomfort that had plagued him for many years, which no treatment had improved, had become much lighter. Even now, he felt full of energy, as if he had become several years younger.

Jiang Junming smiled and said, "It's a restorative potion."

"Ah?" Lin Kexi couldn't believe it, thinking Jiang Junming was joking. What was a restorative potion? The deacons and knight attendants might have only heard of it but never seen it, but Lin Kexi, having traveled to many cities and mostly dealing with people at the bottom, naturally knew the effects of the restorative potion. It only had a mild stimulating effect and would not produce the miraculous effects he had personally experienced.

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