He An Acts Again, Meng Cao's Methods

The Next Day.

When he arrived at the Town Martial Division, a piece of news instantly sent a chill through He An's heart.

"Dead? How could that be? Didn't you personally bring him back, Brother Sun? How did he suddenly die?"

He An frowned tightly.

The person he meant was none other than the Salvation Cult remnant brought back last night.

"I don't know."

Sun Wangxian's expression was incomparably grim. He had brought the man back himself, yet now the man had suddenly died. He did not even know how to account for it.

"After locking that fellow up, I came back the next day and found that he was already dead."

"From what I observed, he died suddenly after swallowing some kind of poison."

"The only question is whether he swallowed the poison himself, or whether someone fed it to him."

"What do you think?" He An asked in a low voice.

"I think someone fed him the poison."

Even now, Sun Wangxian found it somewhat terrifying. He had brought the man back less than a day ago, yet the man had died right under his nose.

The crucial thing was—

He had no clues at all.

Sun Wangxian explained, "Brother He, you should know that whenever we capture someone, the Town Martial Division interrogates them immediately. That was indeed what I did yesterday."

"At first, he did confess some things—for instance, that they were remnants of the Salvation Cult."

"But when I tried to ask more, that fellow suddenly clammed up, as if he were afraid of something. Left with no choice, I planned to leave him hanging for a day and continue the interrogation today."

"Who would have thought that after arriving at Sinei today, the first news I received was that he had died?"

"And that is only secondary. Do you know what is most terrifying?"

"What?"

Sun Wangxian slowly said, "The most terrifying thing is that, after the coroner's examination, the time of his death was precisely just after I left the Town Martial Division."

"That means that while I was interrogating that fellow, someone should have been watching me the whole time."

"If I had truly managed to pry something out of him, I fear even my life would not have been safe!!"

As he spoke of this, Sun Wangxian was still shaken by the lingering fear.

He An swallowed as well, thinking to himself, Looks like even the Town Martial Division isn't safe. I just wonder who exactly did this.

For the time that followed.

He An quietly focused on recovering from his injuries.

To keep trouble from landing on his head, he lowered his presence to the absolute minimum.

Other than the Criminal Prison.

He did not go anywhere else in Sinei.

One week later.

[Destiny: Success Comes Naturally.]

[Yi Jin Jing: (30/400) Great Accomplishment.]

[Gale Blade Technique: (14/300) Entry Level]

Because of his injuries, the Martial Arts He An had learned did not improve much.

Especially the [Gale Blade Technique].

In order not to attract attention, he could only practice it secretly at night.

Twice each night, fourteen times in total.

Furthermore, after a week of recuperation, his injuries had gradually improved considerably.

Even his realm faintly showed signs of breaking through.

During this period, another piece of news spread without wings.

Zhang Yongda had disappeared!

Some guessed that he had been killed. Others guessed that he had offended someone and fled.

In short.

Not a single person suspected He An.

They would rather believe Zhang Yongda had tripped, fallen to the ground, and died from the fall than believe that He An, who bore a grudge against Zhang Yongda, had made a move.

After all, could a newcomer to the Town Martial Division kill a Muscle Condensing Realm Martial Artist?

Was that possible?

Absolutely impossible!

That was precisely why He An was not worried in the slightest.

Meanwhile.

In another room within the Town Martial Division.

Meng Cao wore a furious expression as he smashed the things in the room with abandon.

"Bastard! Who did this? How could that guy suddenly vanish without a trace, without even the slightest bit of news?"

"And that kid from the He Family—why is he still alive?"

All manner of confusion weighed on his heart, making him deeply uneasy.

It was he who had given the order for Zhang Yongda to secretly dispose of He An.

Yet the one who had acted had disappeared, while the one meant to die was swaggering about, alive and well.

The crucial thing was that he did not even know whether Zhang Yongda was dead or alive.

Huff, huff, huff!

He panted heavily, his gaze gradually turning sinister.

"He An? What a He An."

"What secret are you hiding? Even after all that, you're still alive, while one person who wanted to kill you is dead, and another has vanished without a trace?"

A trace of fear rose in Meng Cao's heart.

He could not understand how He An had managed it.

"No!"

A moment later.

Meng Cao calmed down.

"No matter what, I have to kill him. If this continues, I'll always have this bad feeling. That guy is simply too strange."

His eyes shifted.

"Someone!"

As soon as his voice fell.

A man immediately entered from outside.

As a Clerk of the Town Martial Division, Zhang Yongda was naturally not his only confidant.

"Go invite Master Li to my home. I have an important matter to discuss after I return. Also, be careful—do not let anyone notice."

"Yes!"

The man clasped his fists, then left the room once more.

Looking at the empty room, Meng Cao's heartbeat suddenly quickened. "Why? Why is this ominous feeling growing stronger and stronger? Could it really be because of that kid?"

"It shouldn't be!!"

"He's merely a worthless half-baked martial artist. Even if his Martial Talent is outstanding, there's no way he could threaten me in such a short time."

"I must have exhausted my essence and strained my mind lately, fighting too many rounds with that little beauty. That's why I've become so jumpy and suspicious."

"When I get home, I absolutely cannot indulge myself as recklessly as I usually do."

"Still, that enchantress..."

Meng Cao's thoughts ran wild. Recalling his amorous entanglements with Zhang Yongda's wife made his Qi and Blood surge, and he wanted nothing more than to return and fight another three hundred rounds with her.

At that moment.

Desire overcame reason.

"Forget it, forget it."

"He's just a worthless half-baked martial artist. No matter how much I indulge myself, he can never threaten me. I only need to lift a finger to crush him with ease."

"Speaking of which, that little beauty truly is graceful and alluring!!"

He leered, his gaze slowly settling on a portrait hanging in the room. The painting depicted a slender, graceful figure, sending Meng Cao's heart surging with passion.

If He An had been here, he would have recognized the person in the portrait at a glance.

Eldest Sister-in-law Wang Rou!!

"That good-for-nothing He Ping—I really don't know what charm he has, to be able to entwine himself with such a beauty every day. But... I should still thank him."

"After all, if not for him, I would never have had the slightest interest in a beauty like this."

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