183: Chapter 183 is not over yet.

Wu Wentao was dead, and he had died very peacefully.

All the bandits in the entire Dongchuan Bandit Stronghold were dead.

The moment he stepped out of the Dongchuan Bandit Stronghold, Lin Ming had ended their lives.

The largest bandit group in this region had been wiped out just like that.

As for the threat Wu Wentao had spoken of, Lin Ming did not take it to heart.

Threat?

He would just wipe them out together.

Dongchuan City

Lin Ming brought Zeng Wanying back to Dongchuan City.

And the moment the two of them walked into Dongchuan City, news of their arrival reached someone's ears.

Inside a luxurious mansion.

"What is going on? How did you let her escape? What is this bunch of people good for? We've been feeding them for nothing for so many years."

A middle-aged man said coldly.

"Father, I have already sent men to the Dongchuan Bandit Stronghold."

A young man said.

"I suspect it was the young man beside Zeng Wanying who rescued her."

The young man continued.

"Investigate that person's identity."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"I have already sent men to investigate."

The young man nodded.

"Go and contact those Families. They should have received the news by now. Tell them the plan has changed."

The middle-aged man continued.

Zeng Wanying had escaped, so their plan would have to change.

Furthermore, given the capabilities of the Zeng Family, he did not dare to guarantee what the Zeng Family might have found out.

It was time to make a quick end of it.

"Yes."

...

Zeng Family

"Grandmother."

Zeng Wanying threw herself directly into the arms of a kind-looking old woman, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"It's okay, you are safe now."

Old Madam Zeng reached out and gently patted Zeng Wanying's back, comforting her.

"Many thanks to you, friend, for saving the child of my Zeng Family."

On the side, Zeng An cupped his hands and thanked Lin Ming.

"It was just a small effort."

Lin Ming said with a smile.

Zeng An was also somewhat curious about the person in front of him, curious about his identity.

This person had shown up suddenly, claiming to have accepted Old Madam Zeng's invitation to help the Zeng Family overcome their difficulties.

At first, they had regarded Lin Ming as a swindler.

But seeing Old Madam Zeng respectfully invite Lin Ming into the room, they realized that Lin Ming's identity was not simple.

However, Old Madam Zeng had never told them Lin Ming's identity, which made them increasingly curious about who he was.

"Please follow me."

Old Madam Zeng said to Lin Ming.

Immediately after, Old Madam Zeng led Lin Ming and Zeng Wanying to another small room.

The others of the Zeng Family wanted to join them, but they were all refused by Old Madam Zeng.

This caused the expressions of many to change subtly.

"What could be the matter that Mother still needs to hide from us?"

Zeng Rui said with slight dissatisfaction.

They were Mother's own children; what could there be that needed to be hidden from them?

"Who knows."

Wang Huizhen also said with a tone of slight dissatisfaction.

"Alright, Mother has her own considerations."

Zeng An's expression grew serious, and he immediately turned and walked out.

On the other side

"Young Hero Lin, thank you for your help."

Old Madam Zeng thanked him.

"It is only right."

Lin Ming smiled.

"However, it seems the crisis facing your Zeng Family has not yet been resolved."

Lin Ming said.

From the words of that bandit leader, Lin Ming had guessed that there were others behind these bandits.

"This old woman knows."

Old Madam Zeng said with a bitter smile.

She had long been aware of this matter and had vaguely guessed who was behind the scenes.

"I may still need Young Hero's continued assistance."

Old Madam Zeng requested.

"When you need me, just call me."

Lin Ming nodded.

"I will trouble you then, Young Hero."

Old Madam Zeng said.

Lin Ming did not linger in the room too long; he walked out and returned to the guest room.

"Grandmother, who is he?"

After seeing Lin Ming leave, Zeng Wanying asked with a curious expression.

"You will know when the time comes."

Old Madam Zeng looked at Zeng Wanying with an expression of doting affection and said.

She did not want to reveal Lin Ming's identity just yet; to be safe, it was enough for her alone to know.

"Grandmother."

Zeng Wanying acted coquettishly.

"Get some good rest."

Old Madam Zeng said.

At the same time, a long-buried idea surfaced in Old Madam Zeng's mind.

"It seems I can continue playing for a while longer."

After returning to the guest room, Lin Ming stretched.

The Zeng Family was actually a Family founded by the descendants of a certain Disciple of Yuanxu Mountain.

That Disciple had unfortunately died during a mission, and that Disciple's descendants had extremely poor Aptitude for cultivation. After staying at Yuanxu Mountain for a few years, knowing there was no hope for cultivation, they went down the mountain and returned to their father's hometown to establish a Family and carry on the lineage.

And as a Disciple of Yuanxu Mountain, although he had nominally left the Sect, the Sect still granted him one opportunity, and this opportunity had been passed down to his descendants.

If he himself or his descendants encountered any difficulties, they could seek help from the Sect once; this could be considered a benefit granted to them by the Sect.

The reason Lin Ming accepted this task was partly because it was on his way; the three tasks he had were all in the same direction and not very far apart, so he accepted them together.

Now it seemed this task had a follow-up.

Lin Ming did not mind continuing with it.

...

"Dead?"

A portly man said with a grave expression.

The others present, upon hearing this news, also had serious expressions.

"That's right, everyone in the Dongchuan Bandit Stronghold is dead, including Wu Wentao and the other three."

The young man said coldly.

This was what his men had seen at the Dongchuan Bandit Stronghold.

"Who did it?"

Wu Dahai said in a deep voice.

One had to know that the bunch at the Dongchuan Bandit Stronghold were a dog they kept; now that the dog had been killed, it was a slap in the face to their Families.

"As far as we know, it should be the person the Zeng Family invited."

Cen Ziqian said.

The person with the greatest suspicion now was the one the Zeng Family had invited.

"That means Zeng Wanying is not dead."

Wu Dahai's expression became slightly menacing.

"We should have dealt with her long ago."

Yu Hanpeng said in a deep voice.

"What is that person's identity?"

Han Tai said coldly.

Now they needed to figure out who the person who rescued Zeng Wanying was and what his background was.

"We haven't found out yet."

Cen Ziqian shook his head.

"Additionally, everyone who died at the Dongchuan Bandit Stronghold, except for Wang Erniu, had no wounds on their bodies, nor were there any signs of poisoning."

Cen Ziqian said with a serious expression.

"An attack method involving the Divine Soul."

Yu Hanpeng's face became ugly at this moment.

No wounds, not poisoned—wasn't that an attack method involving the Divine Soul?

Could it be that these people all committed suicide?

"Is that rumor true? Does the Zeng Family really have some great background?"

Wu Dahai remembered that rumor at this moment.

The rumor about the Zeng Family.