Going to See Your Brother

Qin Feng really couldn't hold back any longer.

He had recently managed to obtain the qualifications for a True Disciple by chance, and his relationship with the Young Master of the Academy, Liang Zhan, was quite good.

Upon learning that Chen Sanshi had joined the army, he pleaded with Liang Zhan to intervene and use his connections to see if Chen Sanshi could be kicked out of the military camp so he could make a move on him.

But later, he was taken under Wang Zhi's wing.

So, Qin Feng once again asked Liang Zhan to host the Hundred Household Commander.

Fatty Wang, true to his reputation as a greedy and lustful individual, came every time he was invited, almost on call.

He originally thought things would go smoothly, but this invitation turned into a three-day affair.

During the day, they were treated to fine food and drink at the Eight Treasures Tower, and at night, beauties from Chunman Tower accompanied them.

In three days, over twenty taels of Silver Flakes were wasted.

Qin Feng naturally wouldn't be so extravagant.

The money was all paid by Liang Zhan.

But this couldn't go on forever.

He had to get to the bottom of it.

So, Qin Feng decided to lay all his cards on the table.

As soon as Chen Sanshi's name was mentioned, the private room fell silent.

Wang Zhi didn't answer immediately. Instead, he slowly took a sip of wine before pushing the women beside him away and standing up.

He walked step by step towards Qin Feng, a clear smirk on his lips, yet his expression conveyed no warmth. "The surname Chen, you say~ I seem to have someone like that under my command.

"Tell me, what grudges do you two have?"

The Hundred Household Commander, who moments ago had been a decadent official, now made Qin Feng feel immense pressure.

He subconsciously stood to answer, "Sir, my elder brother has gone missing, and I suspect..."

"Suspect?"

Wang Zhi widened his right eye, leaning so close he was almost in Qin Feng's face. "Meaning, you have no proof?"

"N-no."

Qin Feng admitted.

But looking at the dozen or so surrounding villages, the only person his elder brother had offended who had the capability to do such a thing was Chen Sanshi.

The Hundred Household Commander's expression suddenly changed, and he burst into laughter, looking at the young master. "Young Master Liang, look at how your disciple jokes around. His brother is missing, and he just blames someone else. Isn't this ridiculous?"

"Hundred Household Commander, I'm not speaking nonsense, he..."

Qin Feng stopped himself mid-sentence.

What could he say?

That his brother had tried to steal someone else's wife first?

He cast a pleading look at Liang Zhan.

The latter ignored him and followed up on Fatty Wang's words. "Commander Wang is right. Actually, I also wonder if it might be a misunderstanding?"

"Young Master..."

Qin Feng tried to retort again, but Liang Zhan signaled him to shut up with his eyes.

"Hundred Household Commander."

Liang Zhan continued, "Let's drop this matter for now and continue drinking. We'll call for two more top courtesans later."

"No need."

Fatty Wang waved his hand. "Aren't we searching for Barbarians with your Martial Arts School these past few days? We've already narrowed down the general area and should find them tonight. I need to be there too.

"Otherwise, the Thousand Households will cause trouble for me again. We'll continue another day.

"As for your brother's matter, I suspect the Barbarians are most likely responsible."

He extended his thick palm and patted Qin Feng's shoulder twice. "When I catch the Barbarians, I'll make sure to interrogate them and find out your brother's whereabouts."

The two slaps almost made Qin Feng vomit blood.

Before he could react, Wang Zhi, brandishing his saber, pushed open the door and left.

"Young Master."

Qin Feng, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, asked, "What does Commander Wang mean by this?"

"Do I need to ask?"

The smile on Liang Zhan's face vanished. "It's obvious he's telling us not to touch that kid. What the hell! This Fatty Wang is known far and wide as a cunning scoundrel, so why would he be willing to protect someone?"

Qin Feng asked, "Young Master, what should I do then?"

Liang Zhan opened his folding fan and swayed it slightly, his tone helpless. "Don't be fooled by the fact that this fatty is only a sixth-rank Hundred Household Commander. His background is actually quite extraordinary.

"He came from the Eight Great Camps, and it's rumored he could once speak directly with Governor Sun. Even after being demoted to the Thousand Household Office, he likely knows one or two high-ranking officials."

"Even I have to be polite to him.

It's better not to provoke him if you can avoid it.

So, let's just drop this matter here."

"Drop it?"

Qin Feng's brow furrowed, and his voice uncontrollably rose, "Young Master!"

"I told you to drop it, don't you understand!"

Liang Zhan slammed his folding fan onto the table with a snap, scolding him without warning, "I spent tens of taels of silver on you, isn't that enough loyalty?"

"..."

Qin Feng lowered his head, not daring to speak further, only clenching his fists in secret.

"Heh heh~"

Liang Zhan then smiled and appeased him, "Alright Qin Feng, I know you have deep feelings for your brother, but what can we do when Wang Zhi is protecting them?

"As the saying goes, 'A gentleman's revenge is never too late.'

"After the assassin incident last time, you were accepted as a true disciple by my father. As long as you cultivate diligently, won't you be able to get revenge in the future?"

Qin Feng remained silent.

"Alright, sit down and have some fun with us."

Liang Zhan looked at the night outside the window, "After You Shi tonight, the entire city will be under martial law. Commander Xiang is personally taking action to capture that barbarian in one fell swoop, so you shouldn't go out."

"Thank you for your kind intentions, Young Master, but my great revenge is not yet avenged, so I dare not enjoy myself."

Qin Feng understood that no matter what was said, the other party would not help further, so he took his leave.

It was nearing You Shi, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Along the way, his mind was in turmoil.

Should he really let it go like this?

Or, as Liang Zhan suggested, focus on martial arts and seek revenge later?

Absolutely not.

The fact that Commander Wang was protecting Chen Sanshi so fiercely suggested that the kid's talent was probably extraordinary.

If he delayed, where would he gain an advantage?

Most importantly, if he didn't avenge this hatred, how could he possibly focus on cultivating?

Since they were three years old, they had no parents.

It was his elder brother, Qin Xiong, who raised him by selling steamed buns. Later, when life became too difficult, he had no choice but to engage in some usury and human trafficking.

But his brother was a good person!

He was a good person to you, but not to others. Now, his brother's whereabouts are unknown, and his body cannot be found.

The only thing left was the golden locket he gave him when he was ten years old.

Wait.

Where's the golden locket?!

Qin Feng reached for his neck and was shocked to find that the longevity lock on his neck was missing. He had always worn it close to his body, how could it be...

Wang Zhi!

He suddenly remembered Commander Wang patting him on the shoulder a few times.

This is too much!

"Chen Sanshi!"

Qin Feng was furious.

If no one helps him, he will take revenge himself!

With Blood Tempering mastered, killing a beginner who has just started practicing martial arts should be easy.

As for what would happen afterward, he could only gamble that it would be fine.

Qin Feng made up his mind.

He passed the inspection before the city gates closed and left the county town, heading straight for his home in Yanbian Village.

In the empty house, the sound of his brother drinking and playing dice was gone, further fueling his anger.

Qin Feng turned his house upside down, found a set of black clothes, and put them on, then covered his face with a black cloth.

He sat on a chair, holding his sword with both hands, and closed his eyes, concentrating.

He would just wait for the dead of night before going out to kill someone.

"Caw caw--"

Midnight, Zi Shi.

The night crows cawed.

Qin Feng opened his blood-red eyes.

Just as he was about to grab his sword and head out, a faint voice suddenly came from outside.

"Qin Feng."

"Your brother sent me to bring you to see him!"