Encountering the Old Swindler Again

Half an hour later,

The riverside estate was engulfed in roaring flames.

Su Xinghe rowed a small wooden boat downstream, carrying five large chests and a corpse.

Under cover of night, he arrived at the foot of White Cloud Mountain.

A lone grave appeared upon White Cloud Mountain.

After patting down the earth, Su Xinghe straightened up.

The Fishermen's Gang truly was rich.

Besides the more than eight thousand taels' worth of Treasure Notes he had found on the corpses, he had also discovered an underground secret chamber. The five large wooden chests were filled with gleaming silver ingots, likely weighing no less than a ton.

As for the other valuable ornaments, calligraphy, paintings, and the like, he could not have moved them all in a single trip. Unfortunately, there were too many Fishermen's Gang disciples coming and going along Clearwater River, and someone soon discovered something was wrong at the estate.

Later, even the Public Security Office and the Bandit Suppression Bureau arrived.

The owner of this little boat was from one of those groups.

Before the lone grave, Su Xinghe held a yellowed ancient book in his hands and silently memorized it.

Grade-Eight True Art, "Treading Water Stance."

This was the foundation upon which the Fishermen's Gang had survived in Lin County.

It was an authentic, original Grade-Eight True Art.

He did not intend to switch cultivation methods, only to use it as a reference.

As for whether he would sell it later, he would decide when the time came.

Three quarters of an hour later,

A ton of silver was buried behind Wu Yingcai's grave.

This was not burial treasure. He was not that wealthy yet. He had only hidden it here temporarily because it was too inconvenient to carry.

He took only the True Art Scroll,