Guessing, The Wu Family's Gamble

"Brother He!"

Not long after He An left, Wang Zheng and Sun Wangxian, who had received the news, also rushed over. Surprisingly, Wu Wenming had also arrived.

Looking at the corpses in the courtyard, even those who had seen major events were shocked.

"Brother He, are you alright?" Wang Zheng asked worriedly.

"We're fine. Rou'er and Ru'er weren't harmed. As for me, I just broke a few bones. I'll be fine after some rest."

"Damn it," Sun Wangxian grunted. "These sons of bitches are too bold. They dare to lay hands on people from our Town Martial Division."

"We thought they were just trying to annoy you before, but I didn't expect them to go for the kill this time."

"Don't worry. After today, I'll bring the brothers from the Town Martial Division tomorrow and personally go to your door to seek justice. I want to see what that Kong Hu guy is really up to."

"Er..."

"What's wrong, Brother He!" Seeing He Ping fall silent, Sun Wangxian asked.

"It's nothing. It's just that Kong Hu, he's already dead. His body is on the street outside."

"How is that possible!"

Sun Wangxian shot up, surprised. "Brother He, could it be that you killed him? With your current strength, you shouldn't be his opponent."

After speaking, Sun Wangxian immediately realized something and quickly explained, "I didn't mean it like that. I just thought that with your arm lost, your strength would be less than two-tenths of what it was."

"Your chances of winning against Kong Hu are indeed slim."

Wu Wenming, who had been silent by the side for a long time, slowly said, "Um, Brother Sun, I've met Kong Hu too. Just now, on the street, I did see his body."

Sun Wangxian and Wang Zheng gasped.

They looked at He Ping with admiration in their eyes.

Seeing this, He Ping knew they had misunderstood and quickly explained, "You're all wrong. I didn't kill Kong Hu. Even at my peak, it would have been a fifty-fifty chance against him."

"With my arm broken now, my strength is far from what it used to be. There's no way I could be his opponent."

"Besides, there was more than one person here!"

"Then who was it?"

Sun Wangxian asked curiously.

"I don't know!" He Ping shook his head.

"How could that be? You didn't see his face?" Sun Wangxian was a little surprised.

"No!"

He Ping still shook his head.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Sun Wangxian looked at Wu Wenming, who shook his head, indicating that the person was not arranged by their Wu Family.

"Who could it be?"

This question troubled everyone's mind.

Wu Wenming's eyes were deep as he stared motionlessly at the corpses filling the courtyard, lost in thought.

The night gradually brightened.

Back home, after seeing off Sun Wangxian and the others, He An quickly asked, "Big Brother, did they ask you who killed those people yesterday?"

"They did, but I knew you wouldn't want to reveal it, so I made up an excuse to brush them off."

Hearing this, He An let out a long sigh of relief.

"Big Brother, you're so quick-witted. I thought you were going to tell them the truth. I was worried they'd find out I did it, and I didn't even dare to come in at first."

He Ping chuckled, then asked curiously, "Xiao An, how did you do it? You were only gone for two days, yet your strength has improved so much?"

"A Martial Artist in the Muscle Condensing Realm, and two of them at that, yet they were no match for you."

Even now, He Ping still felt that what happened last night was somewhat surreal. He had spent the entire night pondering one thing:

How did He An manage it?

He An chuckled and explained, "Big Brother, I am now a Martial Artist in the Muscle Condensing Realm. Also, my Yi Jin Jing has long since reached great success."

"Because of this, I have this current strength."

"???"

"After practicing martial arts for so many years, I've really been learning for nothing. I didn't expect even you to be better than me," He Ping said with a wry smile, but the pride on his face couldn't be contained.

This was his brother, his own brother!!

Wang Rou gave him a sideways glance and asked, "Xiao An, what if they suspect you?"

"They won't. They won't suspect me of anyone else. After all, I'm just a kid who just started learning martial arts!"

He An was very confident.

Meanwhile.

Wu Wenming returned home with a frown.

The scenes from earlier kept replaying in his mind.

"Son, what's wrong? Didn't something happen at the He kid's place?" Wu Feng looked at his son's troubled face, feeling a bit curious.

"It's nothing, I just have some doubts?"

Wu Feng chuckled, "Doubts about what? I'm free anyway, why don't you tell me about it? Maybe I can help you figure it out?"

"Alright!"

Then, Wu Wenming recounted yesterday's events, along with his suspicions.

"You're saying you suspect the He kid killed Kong Hu?" Wu Feng's dismissive expression vanished, replaced by a growing seriousness.

As the Magistrate of Fangcheng, he knew of Kong Hu's existence and thus understood the implications of what Wu Wenming was saying.

If it were all true...

What Meng Family? What Xu Family?

Kneel before me, the lot of you!!

Wu Wenming nodded, "I'm just suspecting. His behavior was too abnormal. Also, based on my understanding of him, it's not impossible."

"Dad, you don't know."

"From what I can see, the Yi Jin Jing he's learned has at least reached the Great Accomplishment stage."

"If he's not lying and he really only started learning martial arts a few months ago, then this talent is simply terrifying. Even I can't catch up."

"I understand."

Wu Feng's heart pounded. He instructed, "You brat, you must maintain a good relationship with him. It will bring nothing but benefits to our Wu Family."

"I already extended an olive branch to him before, but he never gave a clear answer, so I didn't pay it much mind."

"But looking at it now, my perspective was too narrow."

"If necessary, you can agree to anything he needs, without even consulting me!"

"Is that necessary?" Wu Wenming was a bit reluctant. He didn't want their relationship with He An to be tainted by utilitarianism.

Wu Feng understood his thoughts and said with disappointment, "Brat, what do you know? No matter how good your relationship is, it can't compare to help offered in times of need."

"Besides, helping him will also benefit him."

"At the very least, until he grows stronger, our Wu Family can protect him, ensuring his family's safety. He'll also have more time to become stronger himself."

"That makes sense!"

Seeing his foolish son finally understand, Wu Feng nodded in satisfaction. "Brat, remember this: you absolutely must maintain a good relationship with him!"

"Also, keep practicing your punches!!"

"If you want to keep up with him in the future, this alone won't be enough. I have a premonition that his future might far exceed my imagination."

"Got it!"

Wu Feng's gaze was sharp as he watched Wu Wenming's retreating back, muttering, "Getting involved with someone like him... I don't know if it's good fortune or misfortune for our Wu Family."

"I can only hope our Wu Family wins this gamble."

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