Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

"clatter!"

Ji De raised his hand and snapped his fingers again. Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but look up at Ji De. They saw that several small blocks behind Ji De gathered into a large block, reflecting Ji De's face.

Only the white hat covered his eyes, revealing the lower half of his face. His strong outline and charming thin lips made people want to explore whether his real face had the immortal appearance that they had guessed and imagined.

The emperor and the imperial teacher were surprised that he dared to expose part of his face to the public. Is Ji De so confident that no one in this world can do anything to him?

……

Currently, no one can do anything to him...

"Good evening, fellow citizens of Zhao. I am a messenger of God, a man of virtue. Thank you for coming so late at night to witness me cleaning out the termites of Zhao."

When Ji De spoke, everyone shut up tacitly and looked up at the white figure in the air.

Yan Yiyi instinctively covered her face. Even though she was invisible now and no one could see her, she couldn't help but blush slightly.

——It’s really fucking stupid, so embarrassing!

"It's late at night, let's not waste any more time and get started." Ji De raised his arm high and snapped his fingers - "Da!"

The large screen above the Marquis Jing'an Mansion immediately switched to a small courtyard in Taipei City, showing the same picture as the screen above the courtyard. At the same time, screens in other places all switched to the perspective of the small courtyard in Taipei City.

At this moment, above the courtyard in Taipei City, the screen no longer shows Ji De's face, nor the large panoramic view of the courtyard, but a partial picture, which shows the minor official who received the warning letter.

The petty officials, their families, and the strong men from their neighborhood gathered together, and the bright hall illuminated their anxious faces.

"Mom, look, we are up there." A young boy pointed to the screen in the sky.

The child's mother quickly pressed down the boy's hand, covered his mouth, and warned him nervously in a low voice: "Don't talk!"

Other strong men and adult male family members of minor officials were on guard with hoes, axes, machetes and other farm tools in their hands, as if they would fight to the death with Ji De if he dared to come over.

In fact, whether they would really dare to fight to the death was not the concern of outsiders. Most of the onlookers were nearby residents. Now that they had seen his true face, they could not help but point fingers at them.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang, who looks quite honest on weekdays, would dare to embezzle donations for good deeds. I guess he must have been involved in many similar things in the past."

"With just a few dozen of them, how could they possibly be Ji De's opponent? I remember that the Meng Mansion even invited soldiers from the Ministry of Justice to help. They had three layers of guards inside and outside, but Ji De emptied them of their property. Wouldn't it be better for Old Zhang to just hand over the silver?"

"Hey! It's you. Are you willing to give the silver willingly?"

"I won't do such immoral things, even if I'm not afraid of being targeted by Ji De!"

"I never thought we would be deceived by this family for nearly ten years! You can never tell a person's true heart from his appearance."

"It's true that the law is so strict that nothing can escape it. He deserves it!"

Whether Ji De could take away all of Lao Zhang's wealth was not within their consideration. Many people were deceived by their daily hypocritical appearance and wanted to shout to cheer for Ji De.

Yan Yiyi teleported to Lao Zhang's house and gave Ji De two finger snaps as a signal. All the items in Lao Zhang's house disappeared out of thin air in full view of everyone.