Cause and Effect

But after only a brief moment, he took a deep breath and pulled his focus back.

He asked in a low voice, "Where is Wang Long?"

Scar-Head Li froze, stuttering, "Brother, s-still killing? We can't! If Wang Long is fine, the Iron Tiger Gang won't be too concerned about a thorough investigation. But, but if something really happens to Wang Long... then, then things will get truly serious! There are still a few people who know, and they might trace it back to us at any moment..."

"Where is Wang Long?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Qin Fang had already asked again in a deep, stern voice.

Scar-Head Li's voice was instantly choked off in his throat.

He stared blankly at Qin Fang, whose face was splattered with large patches of blood and whose gaze was icy, and he couldn't help but shiver involuntarily.

"H-he's just a little further ahead... he, he is keeping a mistress there... h-he should have gone back to his mistress's place."

In the end, he lost his nerve.

"Lead the way."

"Huh?"

"Lead the way."

Under the piercing, icy gaze of Qin Fang, Scar-Head Li was on the verge of tears. Yet, in the end, he led the way with a sobbing tone, saying as he walked, "Master, please, really reconsider... Wang Long is Wang Hu's own brother. If you kill him, there will truly be no room for negotiation. W-why don't we think this over carefully?"

Qin Fang did not speak.

But his mind was clearly made up.

An arrow shot has no return!

The two people killed this time were both subordinates of Wang Long. Once the matter broke out at dawn tomorrow, one didn't need to think hard to know it was targeted at Wang Long.

As the person involved, Wang Long would immediately recall who he had offended during this period.

And he, who had been forced to their doorstep today, would definitely fall into their sights in an instant.

Unless he fled far away right now and left True Martial County, he had no chance of survival.

...Of course, if his master were willing to intervene, perhaps he could be protected to some extent.

But that would only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.

If the other party truly moved against him in the shadows, what could his master do?

After all, the other party had a Dark Energy expert holding the fort.

Once they truly decided to kill him, he would undoubtedly die.

Once a person is dead, what could his master do?

Not to mention that he and his master had not yet developed a very deep bond...

Even if his master were willing to avenge him afterward, it would have nothing to do with a dead man like him.

So, he could only leave True Martial County.

But could he really leave?

One must know that his identification papers were still with his master.

Without identification papers, he was an unregistered person, a vagrant.

And let us not forget, True Martial had just experienced a vagrant rebellion.

Who knows, they might still be in the process of suppressing the rebellion!

If he left True Martial as a vagrant, he would likely be arrested the moment he stepped out!

At that point, he would inevitably be treated as a rebel!

That would be a true dead end!

Therefore, this matter today... must be done.

Wang Long... must also die.

Of course, the remaining three people... must also die.

He took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the trembling Scar-Head Li moving forward, his eyes flickering.

Scar-Head Li, walking in front, suddenly shuddered, feeling the hairs on his body stand up.

He suddenly felt his footsteps become incredibly heavy.

He said with a sobbing tone, "Master, I, I will be obedient, I will absolutely not run my mouth, I don't even want the silver, w-we are in the same boat..."

His voice trembled; clearly, he had realized something.

Qin Fang's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Scar-Head Li trembled all over, not knowing what else to say, muttering to himself.

Finally, after advancing a bit further, Scar-Head Li raised a heavy hand and pointed to a quiet alley ahead: "I-it's right inside..."

"Which house?" Qin Fang asked calmly.

"It, it's that house with the lights on... I specifically asked around today..."

Scar-Head Li said, trembling.

Since Qin Fang intended to kill someone today, he naturally had to scout the location first. However, a fresh face would be too conspicuous for such a task, so he naturally left it to the local snake, Scar-Head Li.

He had done a good job.

Looking up at the house, Qin Fang let out a soft breath. A flicker of resolve appeared in the depths of his eyes as he whispered, "Wait here for me."

With that, he ducked into the quiet alleyway.

Scar-Head Li stood rooted to the spot, shivering all over; the chill of the autumn wind was nothing compared to the cold in his heart right now.

"A madman... a total madman! The matter has already been exposed, yet he still wants to kill Wang Long..."

"No, this won't do... if I keep going like this, I'm a dead man for sure... Right, run, I have to run! At worst, I'll just hide in the countryside for a while!"

"Otherwise, whether this madman manages to kill Wang Long or not, I'm finished..."

The more Scar-Head Li thought, the more terrified he became. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he cast one last trembling glance at the quiet alleyway before turning and bolting.

This man was a reckless outlaw!

He was ruthless in his actions; when he said he would kill, he killed!

He deeply regretted ever getting involved in this business...

His mind was in total chaos, but just then, he heard a soft sigh behind him.

That single sigh made the hair on his body stand on end.

Before he could even speak.

Squelch!

A sharp, cold dart head pierced through the back of his neck, its tip protruding from his throat.

Fresh blood immediately gushed out.

Scar-Head Li's body froze instantly. He turned his head in disbelief, clutching the wound on his neck as blood soaked his hands. He tried to speak, but could only emit a wheezing sound, with bloody froth bubbling from his mouth.

"I told you to wait, so why did you run? How am I supposed to trust you like this?"

Under the moonlight, Qin Fang's eyes glowed with a faint, eerie light.

Scar-Head Li could not speak. He clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground with a thud. He looked at Qin Fang, wanting to say something, but not a single word came out.

Qin Fang stood by, watching coldly as the man's body spasmed and convulsed, until finally, his head lolled to the side, his eyes wide with the resentment of an unavenged death.

"Of course... only the dead can be truly trusted."

He murmured.

Indeed, from the very beginning, Qin Fang had never intended to leave Scar-Head Li alive.

Qin Fang had come all the way from the ranks of refugees, and the things he had encountered on the road of exile made it impossible for him to easily trust anyone.

What he was doing now would offend a major power... killing the brother of an expert in Dark Energy.

If even the slightest whisper of this leaked out, he would surely die.

It might even implicate his master.

Under such circumstances, how could he possibly let Scar-Head Li live?

Moreover, when all was said and done, the reason he had been forced into this desperate situation... the culprit was this very Scar-Head Li.

If not for his greed, wanting to trade him for a bounty... how would he have been discovered by Wang Long? And how would he have been forced to this point?

Right now, he could be sleeping in a warm bed instead of braving the cold wind to kill someone.

Since he had already stepped into his own web of karma, there was nothing to feel wronged about dying by his hand, right?

Quietly watching the now-deceased Scar-Head Li, Qin Fang walked over to retrieve the dart from his neck and searched the corpse...

As expected of a degenerate gambler, he was dirt poor; aside from some miscellaneous junk, there were only a few copper coins.

But even a fly is meat; after pocketing the coins, Qin Fang dragged the body into the depths of the quiet alley to avoid it being discovered by the night watchman.

Only then did he take a deep breath and turn his gaze toward the courtyard where the lights were still burning.

Wang Long was the primary target of this trip.

He approached the courtyard silently.

No matter what unexpected events might occur, Wang Long had to die.

His gaze was deep and filled with cold intent.