After obtaining information related to Qian Fu, Xiang Yang spent the next few days doing little besides training hard, patrolling the streets during his regular shifts, and racking his brains over how to complete the Wordless Book's mission and kill Qian Fu.
In terms of martial arts, Xiang Yang was certainly no match for Qian Fu. After all, it had been fewer than ten days since Xiang Yang began practicing the Breathing Technique. Even with the Wordless Book's assistance and the Iron Crotch Technique pushing him along, there was no way he could have grown to Qian Fu's level.
As for opportunity, Qian Fu was the master of the martial arts hall. He usually kept a low profile and rarely went out, surrounded tightly by the hall's apprentices. Such a Qian Fu was even more flawless, because Xiang Yang could not even get close to him.
However, after pondering for several days, Xiang Yang had not come up empty-handed. Qian Fu himself might have been flawless, but that did not mean Fierce Tiger Martial Arts Hall was equally airtight. For instance, there was the bedridden Qian Changming; then there was Sun Tao, Qian Fu's sole remaining junior brother after Jia Kui's death and one of the hall's martial arts masters. These were all cracks—openings to exploit.
First, Qian Changming. He was Qian Fu's biological father, and the bond between father and son ran deep. In fact, Qian Fu had joined that organization because he had set out on his travels seeking a method to cure Qian Changming's injuries once and for all.
But like Qian Fu, Qian Changming was bedridden. Forget going outside—he could not even get out of bed. Trying to sneak him out of Fierce Tiger Martial Arts Hall would be extraordinarily difficult. Xiang Yang was no Chu