The Salvation Cult Reappears

"Brother Sun, thank you!"

After the group set out, He An slipped over from the side to Sun Wangxian's side.

"No need to be polite." Sun Wangxian strode straight ahead without even lifting his eyelids.

"This matter concerns my future, so naturally I have to pay more attention to it."

"I'm afraid that's not the only reason, is it?" He An narrowed his eyes.

He didn't believe that such a reason alone

could make an old hand who had been steeped in the Town Martial Division for years risk offending the Meng Family and Meng Cao to help him.

Who in the world was that stupid!

"Oh? Then what other reason do you think there is?" Sun Wangxian showed a trace of interest.

He An pondered.

The people ahead kept glancing back from time to time.

Seeing He An walking beside Sun Wangxian, they couldn't help but feel a flicker of curiosity.

"Hey, who do you think Captain Sun was talking about?"

"No idea."

"I don't know which scum Captain Sun meant either, but I do know who he's helping."

"What kind of background does this guy have, for Brother Sun to help him like this?"

"Him? He Ping's younger brother just joined the Town Martial Division recently. First, his eldest brother lost an arm during a mission, then his second brother was assassinated. Tell me... could it be that his family offended someone?

Could it be that someone also tampered behind the scenes when his eldest brother was crippled during that operation?"

Everyone's expressions changed at once.

Another man hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Are you crazy? You dare spout that nonsense? Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble upon yourself?"

"..."

The crowd fell silent.

Elsewhere, He An, who had been pretending to think, suddenly smiled. "I think Brother Sun must be upright and aboveboard, unable to tolerate the slightest filth. That's why you chose to step in and help out of righteousness."

"There truly aren't many people like Brother Sun in this world."

"My admiration for Brother Sun is like the surging river—each wave stronger than the last. You are the example I will forever need to learn from!"

"??"

Sun Wangxian had thought He An would give the matter a proper analysis.

Who would have thought that, in the end, it would just be flattery?

Still...

It really did feel good!

Sun Wangxian grinned. "You kid, you sure know how to pick nice things to say. As expected of someone who's studied."

"Hehe!"

He An smiled. "I'm not picking my words. This is plainly from the bottom of my heart."

Sun Wangxian curled his lip, and his smile grew even brighter.

Seeing his reaction, He An secretly thought, Got him. Sure enough, no one can escape the law of 'it really does smell good.'

"Fine, I'll tell you. Someone actually instructed me to take better care of you. It seems someone may want to make a move against you in secret?"

Sun Wangxian sighed and asked curiously, "Brother He, just who did you offend?"

Someone who knew of this matter, could make Sun Wangxian use the word "instruct," and wasn't afraid of the Meng Family or Meng Cao...

Other than Wu Wenming, He An couldn't think of a second person.

"The Wu Family truly has power enough to blot out the sky!"

"It would have been one thing if the County Governor belonged to the Wu Family's faction, but who would have thought they even had people in the Town Martial Division."

"I just wonder whether any of the Clerks are also members of the Wu Family?"

He An sighed inwardly.

Then he answered, "To be honest, Brother Sun, I haven't offended anyone."

"This time, someone wants to assassinate me only because that beast Meng Cao has set his sights on my Eldest Sister-in-law."

"My Eldest Brother refused, so he wanted to use me as leverage."

Sun Wangxian frowned.

Meng Cao's proclivities were common knowledge throughout the Town Martial Division.

Seen that way, it all made sense.

He sighed and patted He An on the shoulder.

"Take care of yourself. Even if he failed this time, he definitely won't let you off next time."

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"Young Master Wu may be able to help you once or twice, but he can't keep helping you forever."

"If you can't resolve this matter yourself, it won't just be you. Your Eldest Brother's family won't have a moment of peace in the days ahead either. Instead, they'll be dragged into endless trouble."

"Unless..."

He paused.

He An picked up where he left off. "Unless I can find a powerful backer, someone who will make Meng Cao and the Meng family behind him wary enough that they won't dare make a move."

"Exactly!"

Sun Wangxian had only one purpose in saying this.

He wanted He An to join the Wu family!

At the very least, he wanted He An to bear goodwill toward the Wu family.

This was personally ordered by the Wu Family Patriarch, Wu Feng. As a Martial Artist attached to the Wu family, he had to carry it out with all his heart.

Still, he was exceedingly curious about what Wu Feng had taken a liking to in He An—what could make a figure like him speak up personally.

He An silently lowered his head, his gaze fixed resolutely on his fists.

"A backer? Not enough!!"

In his eyes, only strength—his own strength—

was the foundation for settling down and surviving in this world!!

Everything else was but passing clouds, scattered at the slightest touch.

At that moment, He An's resolve to train his fists grew even firmer.

More training—he had to train more!

Seeing this, Sun Wangxian closed his mouth. He An had already given his answer.

"Bastard! After the cult was wiped out, weren't you told to lie low? Why did you make such a huge commotion? Are you tired of living?"

"Do you know that the Town Martial Division has set its sights on you again?"

Inside a dilapidated house hidden deep in the mountains, a young man clad in embroidered finery glared murderously as he roared, "If the Town Martial Division discovers that the Salvation Cult hasn't been wiped out yet—"

"Do you believe they'll dig three feet into the ground and unearth every last one of you?"

"By then, not only will you die—even my family will be dragged into this disaster."

"Heh heh!"

The middle-aged man standing opposite the Robed Man, with his kind brows and benevolent eyes, gave a cold laugh. "After all that, you're really just worried your own family will suffer because of this, aren't you?"

"Bullshit!"

Having his thoughts exposed, the Robed Man's face darkened.

The middle-aged man sneered. "Bullshit? Did I say anything wrong? In the eyes of people like you, our lives are probably no different from ants'."

"If your information hadn't arrived too late, how could so many brothers of our Salvation Cult have died, leaving only this handful of us alive?"

With that, the middle-aged man held out his hand. "We can put all that aside for now. We've done so much for your Meng family, and all that blood essence was secretly handed over to the Meng family."

"Isn't it time to settle what your family promised me?"

"If you don't pay up, I can't guarantee what I might do to you, Second Young Master Meng."

"Of course, the things your Meng family and I colluded to do can spread throughout all of Fangcheng within a day."

"You're threatening me?"

Second Young Master Meng, Meng Chenghao, glared wide-eyed at the middle-aged man, his gaze icy.

"Not a threat. A well-intentioned reminder."

As the words fell, a rustling sound came from outside the house.

Several strong men rose to their feet, their fierce gazes fixed on the shaking wooden door. At a single order from the middle-aged man, they would rush in at once.

Several breaths later.

Meng Chenghao suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Don't worry. My Meng Family keeps its word. But once you have the item, you must leave Fangcheng immediately and rot everything you've done in your belly."

"Otherwise, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, my Meng Family will never let you go."

"It's a deal!"

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

Meng Chenghao reached into his robes, pulled out a pristine Jade Bottle, and tossed it into the middle-aged man's hands.

"The Medicinal Pill is yours. After today, I don't want to see you in Fangcheng again. Leave Fangcheng—the farther away, the better!"

The middle-aged man said nothing. He was breathing heavily now, staring greedily at the Jade Bottle.

He carefully removed the stopper.

A rich wave of Medicinal Power spread through the air.

"Blood-Connecting Pill... I finally have it."

"With this thing, I'll definitely be Entering the Ranks this time!!"