Shen Fa, the new server at Yuelai Inn, goes online, positioning Yuelai Inn for another conquest on its path to becoming the strongest inn ever known in Shenzhou!
Xiao Baoqi and his three brothers don’t recognize him, but Shen Fa knows them like the back of his hand. Within just two or three days of playing dumb and deliberately ingratiating himself, Xiao Baoqi and his brothers came to see Shen Fa as a trusted friend, hanging over each other’s shoulders in the inn, their companionship so perfect they were almost ready to become blood brothers, the "Yuelai Five Bears"!
Following his return to Lu Ting, Fang Ke was shocked to a deathly pallor by the sight of the five brothers singing at the top of their lungs over drinks in the inn’s front hall, a sight that was painful to the eye. He covered his face with both hands, turned, and fled, fearing that Shen Fa would kill them all to keep them quiet!
Yang Ge, after leaving the care of the inn and the Liu family to Shen Fa, still patiently waited in Luting County for a full half month.
In half a month, even with the snow blocking the roads and travel difficult, word of the dozens of fools who had lost their lives in Lu Ting could have spread to the Jingxiang Region.
With the speed of a Grandmaster, disregarding the consumption of True Qi, one could travel from the Jingxiang Region to Lu Ting in just two or three days.
Thus, half a month was more than enough for the bullet he had shot to reach the headquarters of the Five Poisons Cult!
And yet, half a month had passed...
No one had come to claim the dozen heads outside the city’s East Gate.
Nor had anyone come to apologize to Yang Ge.
This ruled out any possibility of accident or misunderstanding!
Or rather, even if it had been a misunderstanding at first, there was no misunderstanding now!
Yang Ge sometimes found it incomprehensible. He just wanted to live a peaceful life in Lu Ting, never aspiring to stick his neck out or show off... but how had things escalated to the point where he must go south and strike at the Five Poisons Cult or else?
After much thought, he resignedly admitted, "The face of a great person can sometimes be more precious than their insides!"
He didn’t see himself as any great figure, nor did he want to be one... but the truth was, he had become one.
At least within the boundary of Lu Ting, they were all under his protection.
If his face shed blood, someone in Lu Ting might lose everything.
He knew there would be those who’d say, "Aren’t you tired from meddling in everything? Yang Ge, you might control Lu Ting for now, but can you control it forever?"
But he hadn’t thought so far ahead; rather, he believed in doing what he could while he could...
He also knew others would say that Lu Ting was lucky to have Yang Erlang.
But he wanted to tell them that he, Yang Ge, was the lucky one. When he barely wanted to live and couldn’t go on, Lu Ting had accepted him.
So, he had to go and stop the bleeding on his face.
No matter the distance.
Thus, on a windless, snowless afternoon, after eating his fill as usual, he patted his belly as he walked out of the inn’s main gate, waving to the five brothers inside, who were debating whether to play mahjong or watch cricket fights, telling them to watch the house because he’d be right back.
Before the five brothers could react, Yang Ge had already transformed into a beam of sword light, soaring into the sky.
The brothers were stunned for two seconds before rushing outside to look up, only to see a long, narrow saber shrouded in black mist chasing after Yang Ge, who had become a speck in the distant south east...
Xiao Baoqi: "Holy shit, is that martial arts?"
The other four shook their heads in unison: "Definitely not!"
The five men fell into a deep silence, overwhelmed by their thoughts, but suddenly heard someone say, "It’s a pity we can’t keep up with the Second Master’s pace; we’ll miss the sight of the Five Poisons Cult’s blood flowing like a river."
The other four turned to look at the speaker in unison.
The rogue, unfazed by their stares, scoffed, "Who are you trying to fool? Don’t tell me you don’t want to see the Five Poisons Cult’s blood flow like a river."
Xiao Baoqi clasped his hands and sneered in response, "I thought I was the only one thinking that, but it seems great minds think alike!"
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"Tsk, look at your ambition. I’ve got even bigger hopes than you. Not only do I want to see the Five Poisons Cult’s blood flow like a river, I want to see them completely annihilated!"
"Well done!"
Flea, brimming with glee, high-fived Xiao Baoqi and Dog Shit: "Tonight’s drinks are on your tab!"
Only Shen Fa stood scratching his head, staying quiet.
Four pairs of eyes turned to him peculiarly: "What’s up? Are you actually sympathizing with the Five Poisons Cult?"
"Familiarity aside, if you slander, you’ll hear from my lawyer just the same!"
Shen Fa, rolling his dead fish eyes, retorted irritably: "I’m worried about... the Second Master not knowing the way to the Five Poisons Cult!"
The four gaped in unison: "Huh?"
Shen Fa spread his hands in helplessness, "I know it might be hard for you to believe, but he really isn’t great with directions. He can get lost on a simple hundred-mile road from the capital to Lu Ting, ending up all the way in Huaiqing; if he hadn’t met someone to point him in the right direction, he could’ve gone straight to Shanxi. Now that he’s gone alone to the deep mountains of Xiangxi to find someone, do you think he’ll manage?"
Xiao Baoqi, propping up his jaw, exclaimed in disbelief: "Won’t he end up going all the way to Hunan?"
Shen Fa’s helplessness intensified: "If he’s bold enough, I think he could end up in Annan!"
The four exchanged bewildered looks, seeing confusion written all over each other’s faces.
The rogue slapped his face, moaning, "Such a big deal, why didn’t you say something sooner?"
Xiao Baoqi: "Yeah, why didn’t you say something sooner?"