The Supervising Examiner's Mentality Exploded

These things weren't particularly precious treasures, but they could still fetch three to five thousand. Including the value of the phones, it came to well over several thousand.

His parents had raised him for over a decade, and Fang Lingxue had supported him for three years. If he couldn't take care of them for the rest of their lives, then at the very least, he had to give them everything he could give them now.

Otherwise, even if he died, he would not be able to rest in peace.

As for his family's safety, he was not overly worried.

Wang Jianming was a dignified Grandmaster and still had some bearing. Even if he wanted revenge, he would only kill Qin Heng himself. He would not openly violate the "Martial Warrior Protection Act and Martial Warrior Administration Regulations" and go on a killing spree.

"Qin Heng, th-this... don't say that. Things shouldn't be this bad." Huang Jiancheng hurriedly tried to comfort him.

Qin Heng's words sounded as though he were making his final arrangements, instantly weighing down everyone's previously cheerful mood.

Qin Heng said helplessly, "The world is unpredictable. I have no choice but to prepare in advance."

Zhao Dongxing was indignant. "Wang Peng was the one who started this! Him getting killed by the Blood-Sucking Vine was entirely his own doing! Even if he has a Grandmaster behind him, he can't just ignore reason, can he?"

Jin Wenxin said faintly, "He's a Grandmaster. His words are reason; his words are the law. How can ordinary martial warriors resist?"

Qin Heng sighed.

That was what he wanted to say as well.

Nansha Base City had no Martial God. A Grandmaster was the strongest existence there.

The status of such an existence was so high that they could even influence the laws of an entire Base City. Even the mayor had to show them respect.

If Wang Jianming insisted on killing him, probably no one would be able to protect him.

The atmosphere inside the vehicle became oppressive. Qin Heng kept staring at his phone, waiting for Zhong Wanshan's reply.

But... the phone remained silent. Its ringtone never sounded.

The sky gradually darkened. More Quasi-Martial Warriors appeared in the distance, returning one after another to hand in their gains.

There were also distress flares exploding in the sky. The experts of the Supervising Examiner Team shot out in an instant to carry out rescues.

Qin Heng stayed in the vehicle. Other than eating, drinking, relieving himself, and sleeping, he simply sat in meditation and cultivated.

He forced himself to immerse himself in cultivation, leaving himself no spare time to let his thoughts run wild.

Yet the more he did so, the more chaotic his mind became. By the second day, he could no longer maintain his cultivation. Even his breathing became disordered, and he could not enter the state of Innate Fetal Breathing.

At this point, only the final three hours remained before the assessment ended.

After lunch, the Supervising Examiner Team began counting heads.

"There were 174 people when we arrived. Only 113 have returned now. It seems many have perished in the wilderness."

"Wait another three hours. Anyone who still hasn't returned will be considered dead."

Fu Yuntai's expression was rather ugly.

One of the supervising examiners said by his ear, "Sir, Old Wang's grandnephew still hasn't returned."

"I know!" That was precisely why Fu Yuntai had such a headache.

One hundred and thirteen had returned. Compared with previous years, the casualty rate was not actually that bad, and the overall pass rate was fairly good.

But among those who had not returned was the one with the strongest connections and the greatest backing!

If this person failed to return, then once the Grandmaster's wrath erupted, even the Martial Warrior Alliance would likely tremble.

As one of the Martial Warrior Alliance's managers, Fu Yuntai knew only too well how serious this matter was. That was why his face looked so terrible.

Time passed. Everyone on the supervising examination team stared into the distance, hoping to see the War God Martial Hall squad appear.

But the people they were waiting for never returned.

Finally, the last half hour arrived.

Several more figures appeared in the distance, supporting one another as they struggled back to the supervisory examination convoy at the final moment.

These people were the five-man squad from War God Martial Hall!

"Why are there only a few of you? Where are the other two?"

Fu Yuntai went straight up to them, his brows deeply furrowed as he demanded an answer.

"Sir, this..."

Han Yufeng, a member of the War God Martial Hall squad, lowered his head and did not dare answer.

"Speak! Where is Wang Peng?" Fu Yuntai's voice rose several notches.

Han Yufeng said quietly, "During the assessment, we encountered... Qin Heng's squad and had some conflict with them. Later, while Young Master Wang Peng and Senior Apprentice Qian Feilong were pursuing Qin Heng, they were caught by the Blood-Sucking Vine..."

Boom!

The moment those words came out, Fu Yuntai felt his mind explode.

Blood-Sucking Vine!

Wang Peng was dead!

And it was connected to Qin Heng!

"Fuck!"

Fu Yuntai blurted out a curse, nearly losing control.

"Say that again. What happened? Tell me clearly!" He glared furiously at Han Yufeng. The aura of a Great Martial Master burst forth completely, crushing the five squad members until they could not even stand steadily and collapsed to the ground.

"Old Fu, Old Fu!"

Another supervising examiner hurried over, helping the injured War God Martial Hall students to their feet. He said gravely to Fu Yuntai, "Don't vent your anger on children. This is serious. First think about how we're going to explain this to Old Wang!"

Fu Yuntai's face had turned red with rage. He never could have imagined that something like this would happen while he was supervising an assessment.

"Tell me everything you know! And... Qin Heng, get over here!" Fu Yuntai roared.

Hearing the commotion, Qin Heng immediately got out of the vehicle.

What was coming would come eventually. Compared to facing a Grandmaster, this was practically easy.

He walked over to Fu Yuntai.

At that moment, everyone was looking over, curious about what had happened to make the supervising examiner so furious.

Angry as Fu Yuntai was, he had not completely lost his reason.

He said, "Come with me." Then he led Han Yufeng and Qin Heng farther away.

"Speak," Fu Yuntai said to Han Yufeng.

Han Yufeng glanced at Qin Heng, somewhat wary.

But he still truthfully told them everything he knew, including how Wang Peng had searched for Qin Heng and how he had wanted to kill him.

After listening, Fu Yuntai felt an immense headache coming on. He said to Qin Heng, "How did things end up like this between you?"

Qin Heng said, "The grudge between Wang Peng and me has existed for a long time. It did not start recently. He got carried away after gaining some power and wanted to bully me. Naturally, I could not stand there and wait to die."

He did not regret killing Wang Peng.

If possible, he had even wanted to kill him with his own hands!

But the consequences... were impossible to shake off.

"Why didn't you use the signal gun to call for help?" Fu Yuntai cursed at Han Yufeng.

Han Yufeng said quietly, "It happened too suddenly. There was no time at all. By the time we knew what had happened, they were already dead, so we didn't..."

"You people really are a bunch of..."

Fu Yuntai ground his teeth.

After taking a breath to calm himself, he asked, "Where is the body?"

"I don't know." Han Yufeng shook his head.

Qin Heng said, "I know where it is, but by now, there should only be a pile of bones left."

"Only bones? Not even a dried corpse?" Fu Yuntai's headache worsened.

Qin Heng replied, "Our squad learned of the Blood-Sucking Vine's medicinal value, so we set fire to that area."

Fu Yuntai could not help cursing, "You're a fucking genius! You killed someone and even destroyed the body! If Wang Jianming doesn't kill you, then he'll have disgraced the title of Grandmaster!"

Even a person with the best temperament could not endure being saddled with such a disaster.

A perfectly ordinary assignment had somehow turned into the scene of the tragic death of a Grandmaster's only close relative. Fu Yuntai felt that his career was completely finished. Though a Grandmaster might not vent his anger on him, the Martial Warrior Alliance would certainly take action for the sake of its relationship with Wang Jianming—either firing him or transferring him away from Nansha Base City.

"Take me to the scene! Immediately!"

Though the consequences were already almost foreseeable, Fu Yuntai still had to finish what he was supposed to do.

Even if a Grandmaster's close relative died in the wilderness, the remains had to be brought back!