Feng Jun actually admired Ji Ping'an's sense of responsibility—he said one when he meant one, and two when he meant two.
If such an honest person did not receive a good outcome, it would be an affront to heaven's justice.
Moreover, he was genuinely irritated. "Since they knew to set an ambush and seize your goods, they should have had a rough idea what was in them. They should also have been able to find out that you were once my comrade-in-arms."
At this point, he raised his voice. "My, Feng's, comrade-in-arms, and my, Feng's, goods, were actually being coveted by petty scum. If I still say nothing, people might think... I'm some fake Emergence from Dust Adept!"
Feng Jun had decided to intervene, but he did not make it too obvious. He merely told Ji Ping'an, "Just spread word of my stance. Say that I'm very angry and preparing to offer a reward for their capture. As for your revenge, go take it in private."
"They can play dirty, and you're no stranger to such methods either, are you? If you run into one of their Emergence from Dust Adepts, just report my name directly... Say I said it: if anything happens to you, I'll immediately put out a bounty."
Ji Ping'an cupped his hands and spoke excitedly. "Thank you, Feng Mountain Lord. With those words from you, there's much more we can do."
"We're brothers. What's there to thank me for?" Feng Jun flicked his hand and tossed him a small jade bottle. "These are Mid-Grade Blood-Qi Pills. Restore your qi and blood, and recuperate properly for two days."
Ji Ping'an left after profusely expressing his thanks. With Feng Jun's promise, he had the nerve to stir up a bloody storm...
The next day, it rained. Early in