81: Let them run away.

“Ah…” Gou Longjian stared blankly at Chen Heng.

He couldn't understand how his two years of preparation had failed just like that.

Couldn't two Elders of the Wutong Sect and a Great Chief Priest of the Fude Orthodox Sect stop him?

No, how could an ordinary martial artist be their opponent?

There was only one possibility: Chen Heng was a disciple from one of the Noble and powerful clans sent out for experience!

Yes, that’s right.

Chen Heng being able to slay an Anomaly could only be done by cultivators and Noble and powerful clans!

“Master Chen, Master Chen!”

Gou Longjian’s voice became unusually sharp. He knelt on the ground and hugged Chen Heng’s thigh.

“Hehe, I was ignorant before and didn’t recognize your true identity.”

“I’ll give you this gang leader position. Will you spare my life?”

“As long as we kill that old man Gou Longxun, Qiyang City will be ours.”

“No, no, no.”

Gou Longjian saw that Chen Heng’s expression remained indifferent, which further confirmed that Chen Heng’s identity was absolutely extraordinary.

His expression became even more fawning; he was practically ready to prostrate on the ground and lick Chen Heng’s shoes.

“Qiyang City will be yours from now on, and all my family property can be yours too!”

“Please, please, spare my life…”

“Gang Leader, is this your good son?” Before Gou Longjian could finish speaking, Chen Heng turned to look at Gou Longxun.

“Haha, you make Vice Envoy Chen laugh.” Gou Longxun’s face showed no anger.

Only a hint of disappointment and sadness.

Old man Gou Longxun had fought his entire life, cultivated martial arts his entire life, only to produce such a beast.

How could he not feel disheartened?

“I trouble Vice Envoy Chen to spare his life. This old man thanks you here.”

Gou Longxun, enduring his severe internal injuries, stood up and cupped his fists towards Chen Heng.

“This is your family matter, I won’t interfere.” Chen Heng nodded.

“Do you need me to help you cripple him?”

“I see that your current condition, Gang Leader, doesn’t seem too good, does it?”

“Then I will trouble Vice Envoy Chen once more.” Gou Longxun glanced at Gou Longjian with a look of disappointment and said to Chen Heng.

“Vice Envoy Chen, no!”

“As long as you kill him, Qiyang City will be yours!”

Gou Longjian was still making a futile struggle, trying to pull Chen Heng into his camp.

“Do you know how ridiculous people like you are in my eyes?”

Chen Heng lifted Gou Longjian with one hand.

“I, Chen Heng, do not consider myself a good person, but I would never commit patricide.”

“You are even worse than monsters.”

Bang!

Chen Heng punched Gou Longjian’s Dantian.

The force of the punch directly shattered all his Meridians.

“Ah!!” A shrill scream escaped Gou Longjian’s throat, and his entire being turned ashen.

“Gang Leader, I won’t get involved in the matters that follow.”

Throwing the crippled Gou Longjian to the ground, Chen Heng cupped his fists, preparing to leave.

“Oh, by the way, there’s another young man outside who looks quite like you, he’s almost at his last breath.”

Chen Heng seemed to remember something; he hadn't walked two steps before turning back to say.

“Quan’er!” Gou Longxun no longer cared about the crippled Gou Longjian and quickly walked out of the quiet room.

As for the subsequent events, they had little to do with Chen Heng.

He re-compressed his muscles, returning to his previous appearance as a refined Young Master.

The Optimization on the Indestructible Vajra Divine Art and White Tiger Geng Metal Saber glowed once more; Chen Heng was eager to go home and optimize them.

But as soon as he walked out of the Headquarters gate, he was stopped by Qi Longhu and the other two.

“Come on, let’s go drink with us brothers?” Qi Longhu, with a bruised and swollen face, asked, slinging an arm around Chen Heng’s shoulder.

“No, you’re in this state and still drinking?” Chen Heng scrutinized Qi Longhu up and down.

“It’s nothing, these minor injuries won’t hinder drinking!” Qi Longhu patted his chest, producing dull thuds.

“Exactly, exactly, these minor injuries are just light wounds for us martial artists.” Xu Lieying, whose face was half disfigured, came up and said.

“Hmm, no big deal.” Wu Tianba also chimed in.

“…” Chen Heng looked at the large hole in Wu Tianba’s chest, not knowing what to say.

Qi Longhu and Xu Lieying’s injuries could be considered superficial, but yours, old man, are not light wounds!

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have crossed the Bridge of Helplessness by now!

“Let’s go, let’s go, this old man is treating!” Qi Longhu stopped wasting words, hooked Chen Heng’s shoulder, and walked towards Goulan Street.

“All you can drink?” Chen Heng no longer refused upon hearing that Qi Longhu was treating, and the few of them walked out of the Headquarters shoulder to shoulder.

In the eyes of Qi Longhu and the other two, Chen Heng emerging unscathed meant that the matter inside had been resolved.

They couldn't handle those delicate matters, so they wouldn't stay there to cause trouble... Goulan Street, Qingyun Tower.

Hundred Flowers sat beside Chen Heng, constantly pouring wine, but still couldn't keep up with his drinking speed.

The entire Qingyun Tower, apart from Chen Heng, Qi Longhu, Xu Lieying, and Wu Tianba, was empty of people.

These guys had chased everyone out as soon as they entered.

“Seriously, Little Brother Chen, you are truly wasted in the White Tiger Hall!” Xu Lieying was a bit drunk, his speech slurred.

“Just look at Qi Longhu’s demeanor; someone with your strength only gets a vice envoy position? His eyeballs should be gouged out and fed to dogs!”

“Get lost!” Qi Longhu shoved Xu Lieying and turned to look at Chen Heng.

“Little brother, I’ll tell you this, big brother…”

Qi Longhu burped, put his arm around Chen Heng, and mumbled incoherently.

“After this incident, the Vermilion Bird Hall will likely undergo a major purge. We three old brothers intend to nominate you to become the Hall Master of the Vermilion Bird Hall!”

“What do you think?”

“Good, that’s a good thing.” Chen Heng also seemed a bit drunk, his eyes becoming hazy.

“Vermilion Bird Hall, Vermilion Bird Hall…” Wu Tianba rubbed his temples, seemingly trying hard to recall something.

“Oh, right, where’s Zhu Hongying?” Wu Tianba widened his eyes and looked at the three of them.

“?” The three of them looked at Wu Tianba in confusion.

“Oh right! How could we forget that woman!”

Qi Longhu slapped his thigh, tried to stand up, but promptly sat back down.

“I can’t do it. Little Brother Chen, quickly go to the Vermilion Bird Hall and take a look, don’t let her escape!”

“No need to go. By now, she’s probably run far away.”

Xu Lieying, unhurried, took a cup of wine from a Prostitute nearby and poured it into his mouth.

“Then forget it.” Qi Longhu shook his head, abandoning the idea of capturing Zhu Hongying.

“What big waves can that woman, who hasn’t even reached Perfection in Profound Connection, make? If she ran, she ran.”

“Drink, drink, we won’t go home until we’re drunk tonight!”

“Madam! Tell your girls to serve these gentlemen well, you won’t be shortchanged!”

“Alright, I’ll make sure to serve you gentlemen comfortably!”

The Madam stood by, her face beaming with smiles.

To have the three Hall Masters of the Five Spirits Gang and a vice envoy all grace her establishment, it was a profit even without charging them!

“Quick! Bring up all the prepared dishes, don’t let the gentlemen’s plates be empty!”