Wang Gang

"Y-you..."

Hong Lie clutched his throat as blood kept spilling through the gaps between his fingers. He stared at Baili Qingfeng in disbelief...

Seeing that Baili Qingfeng was young, he had assumed the young man lacked experience in the ways of the martial world. He had planned to placate Baili Qingfeng first, then give Wang Gang a signal when he called, telling him to go rendezvous with the other Iron Sword Sect disciples. They would bring firearms, surround Baili Qingfeng, and riddle him with bullets. He never expected...

Baili Qingfeng was not afraid of Wang Gang fleeing back to the Iron Sword Sect. He had been planning to wipe out the sect after killing its people, leaving Hong Lie no chance to play any schemes!

At the thought of what might happen if such a terrifying warrior as Baili Qingfeng truly infiltrated the Iron Sword Sect...

For the first time, genuine regret welled up in Hong Lie's heart.

A madman!

If he had known Baili Qingfeng was such a terrifying madman, then even if he had been given a hundred times the courage, neither he nor the Iron Sword Sect would have provoked him so recklessly.

What a pity...

Hong Lie's vision gradually darkened.

Baili Qingfeng took his sword and left the bedroom. He went downstairs and sat down on the sofa.

After rushing about all night and killing ten people, his physical condition was still fine, but the exhaustion in his heart could not be suppressed no matter what he did.

He planned to rest in this villa for a while, then buy a ticket to Miro City, where the Iron Sword Sect was located, the next morning.

At that moment, he seemed to sense something. His gaze fell on the man he had sent flying with a collision earlier.

He...

was still breathing.

A warrior's vitality was indeed tenacious.

Baili Qingfeng did not move. He continued sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, recovering his spirit.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"No, I can't remain this passive! Once Wang Gang notices something is wrong, he might return to the Iron Sword Sect and hide inside the sect while remaining fully on guard. There's another possibility... He could lie low in Xia City or Wuhe City and stop showing himself so readily... An enemy hidden in the dark is far more frightening than one in the open. If a Level 3 Warrior who has comprehended Fist Intent lurked in the shadows and waited for a chance to strike, how terrifying would that be? I have to kill him now before I can truly put my mind at ease."

With that, he went straight to the Iron Sword Sect disciple.

He drew his sword...

and stabbed it into the man's thigh.

"Ah!"

The disciple who had been pretending to be dead had his thigh pierced through by the sword. He could no longer hold back and let out a shrill scream.

"Spare... spare my life..."

Baili Qingfeng could not bear using torture to force information out of someone. After all, he was normally such a well-behaved student that he barely even watched violent movies. But...

To force out Wang Gang's current location, to eliminate this great threat, and to ensure the safety of his family and friends, he had no choice but to harden his heart.

"Where is Wang Gang?"

"At Starlight Club! Elder Wang is at Starlight Club!"

The disciple cried out in pain while begging for mercy. "Spare me, Lord Qingfeng! Debts have their debtor and grievances have their culprit. I'm just an ordinary Iron Sword Sect disciple, acting on orders. I have no enmity with you..."

Baili Qingfeng was slightly stunned when he saw how readily the disciple had answered his question.

Could it be...

a lie?

He would try again.

Interrogation had to be fierce and ruthless!

Expressionless, Baili Qingfeng pulled the sword from the man's thigh. Then he aimed at the other leg and stabbed down!

"Ah!"

Another scream rang out.

"Where is Wang Gang?"

"At Starlight Club! I swear, Wang Gang really is at Starlight Club. One of his old friends is the club's owner, and that's where he arranged to meet his friend..."

Baili Qingfeng looked at the screaming disciple, unsure whether he should believe him.

After a long while, he finally let out another breath.

"Fine. Killing someone is no more than pressing their head into the ground. I'm not some pervert who can watch another person scream in pain without feeling anything. I'm softhearted; I can't torture people. I'll believe you one more time."

After saying that, he pulled out the sword, bringing with it a spray of blood.

"Hiss!"

The Iron Sword Sect expert's face turned deathly pale from the pain, but inwardly, he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"Your injuries are severe," Baili Qingfeng said.

The Iron Sword Sect expert was awkwardly about to speak again when Baili Qingfeng continued, "With injuries this serious, and after being stabbed twice, you'll inevitably bleed to death. So that you won't suffer too much in the time you have left, I'll send you on your way and give you a quick death."

The Iron Sword Sect disciple's eyes suddenly flew wide. "No... I can still be saved... Don't..."

"Chk!"

This time, the sword pierced through his skull.

Baili Qingfeng pulled out the sword, returned it to the Sword Box, and left Green Water Manor without stopping.

Time was pressing.

It was already almost half past midnight. He did not know how often Wang Gang contacted the Iron Sword Sect Master and the elders, but to keep Wang Gang from becoming suspicious and lying low from then on, he had to move as quickly as possible.

He was merely a powerless, penniless student. If Wang Gang really went into hiding, he would never be able to find him again no matter what methods he used.

Baili Qingfeng arrived at the place where he had ambushed the Iron Sword Sect party. It still looked exactly as it had before he left.

He disguised himself a little, got into a car brought by the Iron Sword Sect, turned around, and cautiously drove toward the city.

By then, he was already very tired. It could be considered fatigued driving.

Such behavior...

was irresponsible toward his own life and had to be strictly stopped.

But...

Recalling the threat of Wang Gang hanging over him like a thorn in his back, he still forced himself to stay alert.

No matter how bitter or difficult the road, he had to remain strong, all for those expectant eyes!

Starlight Club was one of the better-known entertainment clubs in Xia City. It was not large, but it had some renown. Baili Qingfeng had studied in Xia City for a year, so he knew roughly where the club was.

When he drove near Starlight Club, it was already one in the morning. Yet the club was still brightly lit, its neon lights flashing, while waves of pounding music poured out from inside.

Starlight Club was not an exclusive, high-end members-only establishment, so Baili Qingfeng entered easily.

The club was fairly large, though. Baili Qingfeng went to the front desk. "I'm looking for your boss."

A man in a tailcoat at the front desk looked him over. Seeing that he did not look like a bad person, he smiled and nodded. "Do you have an appointment, sir?"

"I'm from the Iron Sword Sect. Tell your boss that, and he'll know."

Baili Qingfeng replied.

"Please wait a moment."

The front desk immediately passed the message on. A moment later, apparently having received a response, another young man in a tailcoat walked over from the side and said to Baili Qingfeng with some respect, "You're an esteemed disciple of the Iron Sword Sect, sir? Your elder is with our boss. Please come with me."

Baili Qingfeng followed him toward the club's third floor.

The entire first floor was similar to a karaoke hall, while the second floor was more upscale. As for the third floor...

There were guards stationed at the entrance. It was not open to the public—or rather, it was open only to selected people.

Even so, the security was not strict. At most, it was meant to stop people from barging in. At least they had not even taken away the Sword Box strapped to Baili Qingfeng's back.

Led by the young man, he soon arrived at a large private room on the third floor.

The room covered more than a hundred square meters and was decorated in a rather classical, elegant style. In the center, three men were lying facedown on massage beds, enjoying the services of three women, while another three women attended to them from the side.

At that moment, Wang Gang was chatting and laughing with a man around thirty. "Brother Wu Li, you're truly impressive. In just a few days, the entire Wang family has been trembling beneath your fists. It probably won't be long before they kneel and beg for mercy, allowing you to finally wash away that humiliation to your heart's content."

"Elder Brother Wang, you flatter me. They were merely a few minor tricks, nothing worth mentioning. If Brother Mi Xiu hadn't helped me keep the local Xia City warriors in check, I wouldn't have dared to openly storm the Wang family."

The middle-aged man answered modestly.

The owner of Starlight Club, the man named Mi Xiu, smiled and said, "If Brother Wu Li hadn't cultivated Fist Intent at such a young age and shown promise of achieving Three Essences United as One in the future, those Xia City warriors wouldn't have given me this much face."

"I owe my ability to cultivate Fist Intent to Elder Brother Wang's guidance. I'll remember this favor in my heart. If you ever need help in the future, just say the word. I have no other particular talents, but I'm good at killing people. Whoever you want me to kill, Elder Brother Wang, need only say so. I, Wu Li, will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Wu Li spoke with the air of someone making a solemn vow.

"Haha, then I'll remember those words."

At that moment, the club owner, Mi Xiu, glanced at the unfamiliar young man his subordinate had brought in and said with a smile, "Elder Brother Wang, the Iron Sword Sect's expert has arrived."

"Which kid is still coming out this late instead of resting at Green Water Manor and getting enough energy for tomorrow? Is he craving some fun?"

Wang Gang also turned around with a laugh and looked toward the door.

With that single glance, the smile on his face instantly froze. The next moment, his entire body jolted as if struck by lightning, his hair standing on end.

"Baili Qingfeng!"