"I can finally enter the ranks!!"
The black-robed man looked utterly crazed.
He had paid far too much for those few medicinal pills!!
Meng Chenghao looked down on him.
"I've given you what you wanted. You need to keep your word, keep this matter buried, and leave Fangcheng right now."
"Don't worry. I always keep my word. I'll take my brothers and leave Fangcheng in a bit, find a new place, and start over. It's just..."
The middle-aged man sneered. "As the leader of my brothers, I have to look out for them, don't I?"
"I got to eat the meat. Surely I should at least let them have some soup?"
"Your Meng Family is a big, wealthy clan. I'm sure you won't mind!"
Meng Chenghao was furious. He asked in a low voice, "Then tell me. What else do you want?"
"Silver taels!"
"How much?"
"Hmm..."
The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then slowly held up one finger.
"One thousand taels. My brothers and I only want a thousand taels."
"There are five of us. Two hundred taels apiece isn't unreasonable, is it?"
In truth, that was already a lot.
Meng Chenghao felt as if his heart were bleeding.
"Impossible!" he flatly refused.
"I don't have that much on me. If I go back home to get more, it'll take a lot of time."
"How much do you have?"
"Five hundred taels. Take it and leave now if you want it."
"Of course I want it!"
The moment he heard Meng Chenghao had five hundred taels on him, the middle-aged man's expression changed. He smiled broadly and held out his hand.
After receiving the banknotes, the middle-aged man grinned.
"Thank you, Young Master Meng!!"
The two of them walked out of the room. The others all turned to look at them.
"Let's go!"
The middle-aged man waved them on.
They had just reached the doorway, about to step outside, when the middle-aged man suddenly stiffened. His expression darkened.
"Someone's coming!!"
"Who?"
Meng Chenghao looked nervous.
"The Town Martial Division!!"
At those words,
Meng Chenghao instantly turned pale with terror.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have been so afraid.
But now, he was with those scoundrels from the Salvation Cult.
If the Town Martial Division found them, the Meng Family would never escape being implicated.
Their family's reputation might even be ruined for good.
The whole of Fangcheng might no longer tolerate them.
"Get me out of here!"
In an instant, he made up his mind.
"Whatever it takes, you have to get me out of here, and no one can find out who I am."
"Otherwise, none of us will get away!"
"Why are you panicking?"
The black-robed man glanced at him contemptuously. Then his gaze shifted, and he pointed at the two strongest men besides himself, ordering them:
"When the fighting starts, escort Young Master Meng out of here."
"You two!"
He looked at the other two. "Let them leave through the front first. Then we'll all go out together and draw attention. If we can escape, we'll share the riches and glory."
One hundred taels each.
Once everyone had their banknotes, their confidence rose.
"Boss, let's do it!"
"Let's do it!"
The group shouted in high spirits.
Hearing them, Sun Wangxian immediately realized what was happening.
"We've been spotted!!"
"Move!"
At his command, the Town Martial Division officers charged forward.
He An stood ready.
There was no doubt about it.
Once the two sides were locked in a chaotic fight, that would be the perfect moment for them to make a move against him.
He knew it, and the others would know it too. He couldn't let his guard down for even a moment. Otherwise, death would be his only fate.
The door was kicked open.
Suddenly,
two burly men charged out, heading straight for the Town Martial Division.
At the same time,
the two men escorting the young master rushed in the opposite direction.
Once the others had left, the middle-aged man hurried into the back room. With lightning speed, he tucked the Jade Bottle into a hidden compartment in the floor.
"After today, I'll be a ranked expert!"
He gave a sinister laugh.
"Kill!"
Outside, chaos erupted.
He An didn't join in. He simply watched the fight in silence.
Seeing that the men were ready to fight to the death, Sun Wangxian slowly drew his saber and shouted, "Brothers, don't let a single one of them get away!!!"
The Town Martial Division clerks went wild, their fists raining down in heavy blows on the first two men to charge out.
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They had the advantage in strength and numbers.
If they didn't rush in and fight for credit now, when would they get the chance?
Watching the one-sided victory unfold, the two Town Martial Division runners who were with He An also grew restless, looking ready to charge in and join the fight.
By then, the black-robed man had already come outside.
With a single punch, he sent a Town Martial Division clerk flying. The man slammed into a big tree more than ten meters behind him.
"Your opponent is me."
Sensing the man's strength, Sun Wangxian slashed at him, aiming his blade straight at the black-robed man.
The black-robed man dodged to the side.
Then he kicked Sun Wangxian in the chest.
Sun Wangxian staggered back several steps.
"Not bad!"
"Brothers, join me! Let's take this one down first."
As soon as he spoke,
several clerks rushed over.
Only two were left to deal with the first two men from the Salvation Cult.
Even in a one-on-one fight, those two were already doomed to lose.
Both were badly wounded and on the verge of defeat. They wouldn't last much longer.
As veterans of the Town Martial Division, they knew this well.
When facing powerful Martial Artists, never worry about fighting fair.
Going one-on-one with your opponent was something only an idiot would do.
They had only one thing to do.
End the fight quickly!!
Several waves of killing intent instantly enveloped the middle-aged man.
His expression turned cold. He knew he wasn't a match for them.
He glanced at the two men who were about to lose, then flashed forward and shot past them.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
With just two palms, he sent two more men flying.
Seizing the opportunity, the middle-aged man didn't keep fighting. Instead, he took advantage of the distraction and darted into the dense woods.
"After him!"
Sun Wangxian shot forward.
The others followed suit.
In the distance, the trees shook. A flock of birds and beasts scattered into the air.
A few minutes later,
the two men from the Salvation Cult fell to the ground, unwilling to accept their defeat.
"Sigh. You two stay here and keep watch. We'll go find Captain Sun and the others!"
With the fight here over, the two who had stayed behind didn't wait around. They both dashed off in the direction Sun Wangxian and the others had gone.
After running just a couple of steps, one of them turned back and warned them:
"Don't touch anything here. If we find out you've pocketed anything, you know the consequences. The Town Martial Division has no place for people like that."
With that, the last man vanished into the woods.
In an instant,
only He An and the other two runners remained at the scene.
And two corpses.
"Brother He, it's over. Why don't you come over here? We can take a break," called a runner named Lü Jiang, waving at He An.
He An paused for a few seconds.
"Coming!"
He ran over and joined Lü Jiang and Fan Xingwei. Neither of them seemed bothered by the corpses. They weren't afraid at all; they were just chatting.
"What do you think we'll get as a reward when we go back? Do you think they'll register us right away?"
Fan Xingwei looked hopeful.
"No way!" Lü Jiang flatly refused.
"To be registered, you first have to become a Bone Forging Realm Martial Artist, then pass the division's examination. Only then will you have a chance to be registered."
"We're only carrying out a mission like this, and it doesn't even have much to do with us. There's no way they'll register us right away."
"Fine," Fan Xingwei sighed.
"Still, I'd be satisfied if I could break through to the Bone Forging Realm within two years."
"I'm different."
Lü Jiang declared confidently, "I believe that if I work hard, I can get registered within a year and truly become a member of the Town Martial Division."
Fan Xingwei's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What about you?"
He looked at He An, who nodded. "I'm confident too. I'll get registered within a year."
It's not your brother's suffering that scares you. It's your brother driving a Land Rover.
Besides,
they weren't even brothers.
In an instant,
Fan Xingwei felt worse than if he were dead. It
turned out that only he had no chance.
He didn't know He An well enough to say anything about him.
But he knew quite a bit about Lü Jiang.
Lü Jiang's strength wasn't anything special, and his understanding of Martial Arts was about the same as Fan Xingwei's.
So why was he so confident he could get registered within a year?
Could it be that he'd made a breakthrough?
He looked curious and was just about to ask Lü Jiang to share some of his experience.
Suddenly.
A flash of light burst from Lü Jiang's chest.
A short knife.
Its blade was coated black, as if smeared with some kind of poison.
"Sorry, Brother He."
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