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Becoming a Saint From the Iron Armor Skill

Chapter 357 - 187: Blood Blade Ambush
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Chapter 357: Chapter 187: Blood Blade Ambush

"Sigh... Fine, I’ll tell you!"

Liao San, seeing he couldn’t hide it any longer, said, "Mr. Liu and I have analyzed it carefully. Those three assailants are most likely from the Blood Saber Gang in Dongcheng District."

"Oh?" Chen Cheng’s expression suddenly turned grave.

Liao San continued, "Before, when you wanted to buy the residence on Locust Tree Lane, I personally led some men to the Ba Dao Gang and spoke with their Gang Leader, Zhai Yongba.

Zhai Yongba didn’t dare to refuse. He obediently handed over the deed, and I naturally paid him the market price in silver.

At the same time, I ordered the Ba Dao Gang to lower their protection fees and stop oppressing the common people.

Zhai Yongba left Ruyi District that very night and hasn’t returned since.

However, before he came to Ruyi District, he was a leader in the Blood Saber Gang of Dongcheng District.

Mr. Liu has always been on good terms with everyone and rarely offends people in the Jianghu. This ambush was most likely carried out by men sent by the Blood Saber Gang from Dongcheng District.

The Blood Saber Gang claims to be the number one gang in Dongcheng District, and they have the strength to back it up.

Their Gang Leader, Qiu Tianhong, is a Small Success Martial Artist of the Bone Forging Realm, and the Vice Gang Leader, Qi Wei, is a Perfect Martial Artist of the Muscle Strengthening Realm.

Their other seven Incense Masters, known as the Seven Blades of East City, are all Great Success Martial Artists of the Muscle Strengthening Realm.

The Blood Saber Gang is far away in Dongcheng District and has the backing of the Wang Family. Even though Mr. Liu suspects they were behind it, there’s nothing he can do."

"Does Senior Sister Qingshuang know about this?" Chen Cheng asked.

Liao San said, "I went to report to Lord Shen last night, but he is in the Inner City, in closed-door Cultivation of the Martial Dao.

Miss Su Zhiqing said she would report the matter to him today."

Last night, neither Shen Qingyao nor Shen Qingshuang had returned to the Zheng Martial Arts Hall either.

Chen Cheng could more or less guess why. ’I ate the Ice Spirit Fish and have been cultivating the Martial Dao with all my might.

As the direct heiresses of the Shen Family, Shen Qingyao and Shen Qingshuang must have eaten some as well. They’re probably also cultivating with all their might.’

"To dare and move against a Branch Chief Constable of the City Guard Department... the Blood Saber Gang sure has some nerve!" Chen Cheng said.

Liao San sighed. "Sigh... Even though we City Guard Department Officials have official status, we still live a life of licking blood from the blade’s edge.

You might not know this, but in Dongcheng District, the Blood Saber Gang’s power is at its peak. Even City Guard Department Officials have to treat them with respect and keep their distance."

How could Chen Cheng not know?

’Back when I was the Chief Constable of Lishui District, a position on par with a Half-step Chief Constable, didn’t the Blood Saber Gang brazenly send people to watch my every move?

If I hadn’t been cautious, they would have had me in their grasp long ago, and the grass on my grave would be overgrown by now.

Perhaps that bastard Yan Jian was silently killed by the Blood Saber Gang.’

"Mr. Chen, I have to hurry back and arrange my men to guard against the Blood Saber Gang. You should also be more cautious when you go out these next few days," Liao San said, eager to take his leave.

"Alright." Chen Cheng nodded lightly, picked up the Money Bag from the table, and stuffed it into his hand.

Twelve hundred taels of silver was no small sum, and Liao San was stunned.

Even now that he had made it to the Constable Level, it would still take him several years to earn that much silver.

Forget him, even a Chief Constable like Liu Yunfeng would have a hard time earning that much.

"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?"

Chen Cheng smiled and said, "Third Brother, there’s no need for formalities between brothers.

This silver is for you and Mr. Liu to buy some potent Medicinal Materials, and to treat the brothers under you to a few rounds of drinks. Just take it."

"This... I absolutely can’t accept this!" Liao San shook his head repeatedly.

Chen Cheng’s expression hardened. "Third Brother, are you still going to treat me like a stranger?"

Liao San hesitated for a long moment, then finally replied, "Alright, I’ll take it back for now. If Mr. Liu refuses to accept it, I’ll bring it back."

Chen Cheng glared at him and said, "If you dare to bring that silver back, just see if the Chens’ front door will even open for you!"

"Sigh... You kid, you’re ruthless!" Liao San suddenly burst into laughter, tucked the Money Bag into his robes, and strode out the door.

He had finally stopped calling him Mr. Chen!

...

「Ruyi District. Liu Yunfeng’s home.」

Liao San rushed over and saw Liu Yunfeng in the courtyard, swinging a Long Saber with such force that it whistled through the air.

In truth, his wound was a deliberate opening he’d created during the fight with the assailants. He had intentionally taken a blow to lure his opponents into pursuing him.

But his opponents were clearly seasoned veterans and didn’t fall for the trick.

Afterward, Liu Yunfeng simply decided to feign injury. For one, it would lull the hidden enemies into a false sense of security. For another, by reporting it to his superiors, he could garner some sympathy and maybe even receive some rewards as consolation.

"Mr. Liu, you’re not injured?" Liao San asked, surprised.

Liu Yunfeng sheathed his Long Saber, shot him a sideways glance, and said irritably, "Who said I wasn’t injured? It’s just not serious.

You brat, don’t you let this slip outside. Just tell everyone I’m so badly hurt I can’t even get out of bed."

Liao San walked over to a stone table, picked up a teacup, and gulped down two big bowls of tea before pulling the Money Bag from his robes.

"Mr. Liu, if you were going to fake an injury, you could have at least not kept me in the dark, right?

You had me so worried! I already went and told Mr. Chen all about it.

When he heard you were injured, his whole expression changed.

And look, he even gave me silver for you to buy medicine. Now let’s see if you’ll accept it or not."

Liu Yunfeng walked to the stone table, sat down, also poured a bowl of tea, and took a large gulp.

When he saw the amount of silver in the Money Bag, he couldn’t help but be astonished!

"Whoa! Twelve hundred taels of silver?"

Liao San said in a reproachful tone, "I know, right? I told him I couldn’t accept it, but Mr. Chen insisted I take it.

He also said that if you won’t accept it, you’ll have to return the silver to him yourself."

Liu Yunfeng weighed the Money Bag in his hand, then suddenly looked up at the sky. After a long while, he murmured:

"Mr. Chen really values his relationships. He probably still remembers those ten taels of silver I gave him back then!"

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