156: Chapter 156 Beggars' Sect Branch, Luxurious Mansion

These hooligans continued to drink heavily and hum songs; today's windfall had them incredibly excited.

They wished there were a few big fat sheep or suckers for them to fleece every day.

Little did they know.

The very fat sheep and suckers they were talking about were watching them intently from the side.

"Heh, how does it feel to be a sucker, Young Master Zhao?"

Fan Changkong glanced sideways and teased softly.

"Heh, a fat sheep? It doesn't matter. Anyway, in a few days, the money I spent today will return to my hands."

"Let's just consider it as letting them hold onto it for a few days." Zhao Ritian smiled slightly and took a big bite of a large meat bun.

You ask where the money came from? Naturally, the two of them randomly found some unlucky fellow and 'borrowed' it.

Hearing this, Fan Changkong's eyes lit up. "Haha, Young Master Zhao is still so carefree. However, this money wasn't completely useless; at the very least, it gave us a target."

"Follow me closely tonight and try not to make any noise." Mm. Zhao Ritian nodded, understanding instantly.

Their target tonight was none other than the Brother Gou that these hooligans had mentioned.

Time passed quietly, and the night darkened.

The two waited, bored out of their minds.

Just then, creak.

A stealthy figure slowly emerged; it was exactly that Brother Gou from earlier in the day.

At this moment, he was holding a bulging package in his hands. It was huge, so large that he couldn't even hold it with both hands and had to sling it onto his back.

Brother Gou looked around and then walked away, humming a tune.

Seeing this, Zhao Ritian and the other exchanged a glance. "Follow him."

Before long, the two followed Brother Gou to an incredibly luxurious mansion. Upon seeing this mansion, just one glance... Fan Changkong's eyes went vacant.

"Beggar Sect, Shuangjiang County Branch!!"

"How could it be this place?" Fan Changkong was very shocked, his face full of disbelief.

Beside him, Zhao Ritian was equally shocked, staring at the mansion's plaque in disbelief.

Beggar Sect.

Two gilded characters appeared clearly in his eyes.

"What the hell, holy crap... my eyes aren't playing tricks on me, right? This is the Beggar Sect's residence??"

"Brother Fan, punch me and see." Zhao Ritian rubbed his eyes, his pupils suddenly dilating.

Bang!

Immediately after, a fist the size of a sandbag struck out.

"Holy crap, ouch... Brother Fan, you're playing for real?"

"Hmm? Isn't this what you asked for?" Fan Changkong pretended to be stunned, though he was secretly feeling immensely satisfied inside.

Glancing at Zhao Ritian, who was still in a daze, Fan Changkong clasped his hands behind his back and said softly: "Young Master Zhao, you may not know this, but the mansion in front of us really is the Beggar Sect's. Ironic, isn't it?"

Mm!

Zhao Ritian nodded.

"The Shuangjiang County Beggar Sect Branch, strictly speaking... they belong to the Beggar Sect's Clean Clothes Faction. They are different from those dirty beggars begging along the streets."

"Having such a large mansion, it's actually not that ridiculous."

"But that being said... everything makes sense now. The beggars we saw along the way perhaps weren't just fond of begging near the beggar children, but were actually monitoring them!!"

"Hmph, absolutely detestable." Fan Changkong snorted coldly, his large hands falling into the air, wanting to lash out but having nowhere to unleash his frustration. "How hateful!"

"This group from the Beggar Sect is truly detestable. They themselves are beggars, yet they still harm people like this. Unforgivable." Zhao Ritian felt anger rising in his heart and whispered fiercely.

"Heh, it is precisely because they have experienced evil that they turn from victims into perpetrators of evil." Fan Changkong let out a low growl, his eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.

For a long time, the two remained silent. Finally, Fan Changkong broke the silence and took a deep look at Zhao Ritian.

"Young Master Zhao, you cannot follow me for what comes next. Go back."

"I am going to infiltrate the Beggar Sect Branch. Farewell."

Fan Changkong cupped his hands, suppressed the heavy feelings in his heart, and used his Lightfoot Skill to scout towards the luxurious mansion before them.

Seeing this, Zhao Ritian did not follow him inside. He knew his own limits; following him in would only be a hindrance.

"This is no place to linger. Just wait, you animals."

"I, a First-Rank Martial Artist, might not be able to deal with you, heh... but that god of slaughter, Chen Yichuan, can." Zhao Ritian smiled faintly, his figure instantly disappearing into the night.

Beggar Sect Mansion.

At this moment, a large group of people holding begging sticks were gathered around a bonfire, singing and dancing, eating delicious food, having a grand old time.

However, without exception, these people who looked like beggars were wearing incredibly clean and bright clothes. How ironic.

Meanwhile, upon entering this scene, the Brother Gou who had been throwing his weight around outside instantly turned into an obedient 'dog'.

Carrying a large pile of gold and silver, Brother Gou walked into a low-key yet dignified study.

"Master, Gou'er requests an audience."

As the voice fell, creak, the door opened. Brother Gou, face full of excitement, carried the gold and silver in his hands and walked inside.

Clang.

At the same moment, the door shut.

This immediately made Fan Changkong, who had been following behind, frown. After some thought, he decided to take the risk and investigate. This place, this environment. Based on Fan Changkong's experience as a constable, the person inside was nine times out of ten the mastermind.

"I want to see who the mastermind is." Fan Changkong whispered.

As he finished speaking, he skillfully rolled under the window, poked a hole in the window paper, and a sliver of light spilled out.

Just as he wanted to peer through the small hole into the inside, suddenly, Fan Changkong felt movement behind him and turned his head abruptly... his fist stopped dead in mid-air. The person who had arrived was none other than Gao Changhe.

Seeing this, he finally let go of the heart that had been hanging in his throat. The two nodded tacitly and each poked their heads to look inside the house. The lighting was good, though they couldn't hear any sound. They could see the few people inside clearly in an instant, and with just one glance... both of them were scared into a cold sweat.

Thud.

Gao Changhe, who was squatting on lower ground, stumbled and made a noise. As soon as the sound rang out, it instantly alerted the people inside the house.

"Who's there!"

"Zhao Erhe, go out and take a look." A voice rang out from inside the room.

Creak.

Immediately after, a man with a scholarly air walked out, and he scanned his surroundings.

"Brother Wen, there is nothing outside. It was probably a stray cat passing by that caused the noise."

The young master, Zhao Erhe, gently shook his folding fan and spoke in an orderly manner.

"Everyone, let's go out and take a look." Inside the room, the youth whom Zhao Erhe called Brother Wen stood up and led everyone out of the room.

"There really is nothing; I was too suspicious."

"However, everyone must be careful. I have received news... recently the Six Fan Sect has been investigating the Human Mutilation matter, so bring the beggar children back first."

"Wait until the heat dies down before talking about it. As for tomorrow's grand Beggar Sect banquet, cancel it. The few of us will just sit together and have a drink."

The youth named Brother Wen spoke softly. This person was none other than the Branch Leader of the Shuangjiang County Beggar Sect Branch, Branch Leader Wen Liang.

Once these words were spoken, everyone nodded frequently. Just then, a different voice rang out from inside the room. "Hmph, cancel? Wen Liang, this young master does not agree. What is the Six Fan Sect, anyway?"

"In all of Shuangjiang County, it is my uncle who has the final say!"

"The banquet will go on as planned, and it will be a grand one at that... With the backgrounds of us few, I'd like to see who doesn't have eyes."