A Sudden Idea

"What?" Zhang Xiaohua panicked. "Captain He... what happened to him? Could it be... he's already no longer among the living?"

Zhang Xiaohua had voiced his worst fear.

"Not that, only..." Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohu hurriedly explained, "His meridians have all been severed, his dantian destroyed, and even every bone in his body was crushed. He's no different from a cripple!"

"Oh..." Zhang Xiaohua let out a long breath. "So that's it. As long as he's alive, that's good enough."

But then he asked curiously, a fierce glint appearing in his eyes, "Captain He is a Medicine Hall disciple. Even if he was a brocade-robed disciple, his martial arts should have been somewhat better. How did he suffer such vicious treatment when the Misty Sect was wiped out?"

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head. "Martial Uncle He wasn't injured at Misty Manor. He only suffered minor injuries at the time."

Zhang Xiaohua was even more puzzled, his eyes turning sharp. "Then Captain He was injured at Shixin Peak? Second Brother, who did this?"

Zhang Xiaohua did not even ask why. He went straight to asking who!

"Who else could it have been?" Zhang Xiaohu gave a bitter smile. "The same person who tortured me!"

"Zhong Pei!" Zhang Xiaohua said coldly. "That bastard seems to have terrible character. His name keeps coming out of my mouth! Looks like I need to give him a memory he'll never forget for all eternity."

This time, Zhang Xiaohu said nothing. On one hand, he knew exactly how formidable his younger brother's martial arts were. Zhang Xiaohua was someone who did not even regard a pack of blood wolves as worth noticing—would he fear a mere Zhong Pei? On the other hand, Zhong Pei had already returned to Yi Xiang Peak. Where could Zhang Xiaohua find him?