No Problem in This World Is Without a Solution

Since the apple of the Fang family's eye was a prime candidate for cultivating the [Black Sha Demonic Art], the Black Sha Cult would never let her go easily.

Thus, Fang Mingxuan was now caught up in the affair as well.

So, after exchanging a glance with Zhou Qingmei, Fang Shuwen took out the banknotes from the Great Xuan Bank.

"Among the people who were hunting down the Zhou Family's eldest miss, one was carrying these banknotes.

"This bank isn't well known, and it's located in Guangning City.

"So we suspect it might have some connection to the Black Sha Cult."

Fang Shuwen looked at Fang Mingxuan.

"If you know anything, family head Fang, please tell us."

"Hmm."

Fang Mingxuan's expression grew slightly grave.

"The Great Xuan Bank established itself in Guangning City a year ago.

"Its background is a mystery. No one can get to the bottom of it.

"The manager is an extremely slick, well-connected fat man named Qi Zhifei.

"I've dealt with him several times, but I couldn't find out the truth about him."

"Is the bank still operating?"

"I haven't heard of it closing its doors, so it should be."

Fang Mingxuan said,

"Shall I send someone to ask around?"

"No need,"

Zhou Qingmei said.

"If we ask around rashly, we might stir the grass and alert the snake."

Fang Mingxuan cupped his fists slightly.

"Then please tell me how we should proceed, heroine."

At that, Zhou Qingmei turned her gaze to Fang Shuwen.

Fang Shuwen's gaze shifted before finally settling on Zhang Fang.

"Brother Zhang, your martial arts are excellent, and you're a cautious man. How about you go in person? You don't need to enter the bank. Just keep watch outside and see where the people behind it go. Perhaps we can use that to find the Black Sha Cult's whereabouts!"

Zhang Fang stared.

"Me? Alone?"

Fang Shuwen nodded.

"If they discover eldest miss Zhou, it'll certainly cause complications.

"I have to stay close to protect her... As things stand, Brother Zhang, you're the only unfamiliar face to them.

"So, sorry to trouble you, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Fang nodded.

"But even if I find the Black Sha Cult, with just the three of us... there's no way we can wipe them out, is there?"

Fang Mingxuan smiled at that.

"If you need more hands, I can help."

"Oh?"

Zhang Fang gave him a surprised look.

Fang Mingxuan smiled.

"A rich reward brings brave men forward. Finding a few hands is no trouble at all."

"Well... better than nothing, I suppose."

Zhang Fang had little confidence in the fighters Fang Mingxuan could find.

After all, the Black Sha Cult was no ordinary foe. Back then, the Pearl Pavilion had joined forces with numerous sects to wipe out that gang of wicked heretics.

Experts hired with a bit of silver would surely be a mixed bag, and he feared they would crumble at a single blow.

Zhou Qingmei glanced at Zhang Fang.

"Senior brother, we should still write a letter to our sect and tell them everything about the situation here.

"If there's enough time, it would naturally be best for our fellow disciples to join us."

"All right."

Zhang Fang nodded in agreement.

"Leave both matters to me. I guarantee I'll handle them beautifully."

As he spoke, he stood up, turned and took his leave.

Fang Shuwen watched him go and said to Zhou Qingmei in some surprise,

"Your senior brother is the impatient sort?"

Zhou Qingmei was speechless for a moment.

Fang Mingxuan said,

"It's getting late. Why don't you two stay at the residence tonight?

"I'll have someone prepare two guest rooms for you."

Zhou Qingmei was about to refuse when Fang Shuwen said,

"That would be fine. Sorry for the trouble, family head Fang."

Hearing Fang Shuwen say that, Zhou Qingmei agreed as well.

Fang Mingxuan was delighted and hurriedly sent someone to prepare their rooms. He also hinted that he hoped they would stay here for the duration of their time in Guangning City.

Fang Shuwen didn't mind either way. Zhou Qingmei considered it for a moment, then agreed.

She was mainly worried that the Black Sha Cult would abduct eldest miss Fang again.

Once the rooms were nearly ready, a steward led them to their accommodations.

The Fang family was among the wealthiest in the region, and their residence was enormous. The farther in they went, the deeper and more secluded it seemed.

They finally stopped in front of a small courtyard, and the head steward smiled.

"You can rest here. The eldest miss's quarters are right next door.

"Also, honored guests, please don't enter the courtyard on the far left."

"Oh? Does the Fang family have a forbidden area too?"

Fang Shuwen was somewhat amused.

The steward shook his head.

"That is our eldest young master's residence."

"Oh? The Fang family has an eldest young master?"

Zhou Qingmei asked curiously.

The steward sighed.

"The eldest young master was separated from his family when he was little. There hasn't been any word of him for nearly twenty years.

"The family head only keeps this room so he can look at his things and remember him.

"Please don't mention this in front of the family head, lest it make him sorrowful again."

"I see."

Zhou Qingmei cupped her fists.

"I shouldn't have asked."

"Not at all. Please get some rest."

With that, the steward turned and left. Zhou Qingmei stepped into the courtyard and glanced back at Fang Shuwen. Seeing him staring at the eldest young master's courtyard, she smiled and said,

"What are you looking at? Come in.

"Tonight, we can finally get a good, comfortable sleep."

Fang Shuwen nodded, entered the courtyard and closed the door. When he looked back at Zhou Qingmei, his gaze had changed.

"You..."

Zhou Qingmei was taken aback.

Then Fang Shuwen spoke in a low voice.

"I have something to tell you."

The night was cool as water, and the wind carried a trace of dampness.

A masked man in black stood on a rooftop, his gaze seemingly drifting toward the Zhou Family residence.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared behind him and dropped to one knee.

"The young cult master has ordered you to deliver Fang Lingxin into his hands, no matter what it takes."

"Understood."

The masked man's voice held a trace of languor. He lightly rubbed his fingertips together and spoke calmly.

"Have Green-Faced Ghost's remains been found?"

"Yes. They were killed with heavy blows, and one of them appears to have been subjected to severe torture."

"Only that young man was at her side. In that case, it really was him.

"A hired guard?"

"No matter how skilled he is, if we all attack him together..."

"The great undertaking is imminent, and our people have already been pulled away. With those we have left, I'm afraid we can't kill him. We might even make matters worse.

"After all, even Black Granny died at his hands. His martial arts are indeed fearsome."

"Then what should we do?"

The subordinate behind him felt rather at a loss.

"Don't worry. There is no problem in this world without a solution.

"Sometimes, killing isn't the best course.

"If we know how formidable our opponent is and still fight him head-on, wouldn't that be utterly foolish?

"Pass the order down. Whatever they want, give it to them...

"Once they're satisfied, it will be time for you and me to achieve our wishes."

The masked man spoke softly, faint black Qi curling around his fingertips. He suddenly clenched his fist, and it vanished without a trace in an instant.