33: Chapter 33 Night Raid on Master Wang

Hearing this, Yellow Three and the two lackeys behind him immediately covered their mouths and tiptoed into the shop.

"Speak, what have you managed to find out?"

Everyone settled down at a table, and Su Mo slowly began to speak.

"Big Brother, the reason Old Master Song became like this is because of the Imperial Examination fraud case twenty years ago!"

Yellow Three lowered his voice and leaned toward Su Mo's ear.

"Although it's been a long time, I still managed to ask an old man who used to work in the Yamen."

"That year, Old Master Song was supposed to be the top scorer (Jieyuan), but his scholarly honor was stolen by someone impersonating him."

"Impersonation?!"

The Imperial Examination is fundamental to the nation; The Court should treat it seriously. How could someone dare to tamper with it?

It seems this Emperor's ability to govern the country is also lacking!

"Who was the impostor?"

"It was Steward Wang's Young Master, Wang Shiren."

Yellow Three lowered his voice even further.

"I heard Steward Wang's family has connections with a Concubine in The Palace. When Old Master Song went to the Government Office to appeal, Steward Wang sent people to break one of his legs."

Su Mo frowned, unconsciously rubbing the Jade Pendant hanging on his chest.

"Is that Old Thing still alive?!"

"That Old Thing, Wang... although he is over eighty, I heard that relying on Medicinal Pills obtained from The Palace, he can still satisfy several women at night..."

Yellow Three curled his lip, seemingly indifferent, but the bitterness in his words was practically overflowing.

"Good, good. It's fine as long as he's still alive..."

Su Mo suddenly chuckled meaningfully, staring intently at the flickering flame on the table.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. An invisible Aura emanated from Su Mo, making it hard for the three people present to breathe.

Yellow Three stood rigidly in place, large beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, yet his eyes were filled with fervent zeal.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Mo spoke again.

"It must have taken you a lot of effort to find out all this information. Tell me, what do you want?"

Yellow Three's legs went soft and he sat down on the stool, immediately flattering him:

"It is my duty as your subordinate to go through fire and water for Big Brother. How dare I ask for a reward..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Seeing Su Mo display impatience, Yellow Three swallowed hard and quickly said:

"Then I'll take a bowl of noodles, Braised Beef flavor."

"That's it?"

Su Mo raised an eyebrow and looked at Yellow Three, who nodded repeatedly.

"What about the two of you?"

When the two lackeys saw Su Mo look at them, they immediately exchanged glances, looking disbelieving.

"We get some too?!"

"Why are you standing there stunned?! Answer quickly!"

Yellow Three kicked the two of them, angry at their lack of initiative. The two lackeys then snapped out of their daze.

"I want a bowl of Pickled Cabbage flavor..."

"Me too..."

Recalling the taste of the Pickled Cabbage noodles they had eaten before, both men couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Quite a unique taste..."

Su Mo's mouth curved slightly. He turned and walked toward the Back Kitchen, pretending to fetch noodles, and came out with dozens of boxes of Instant Noodles.

"Ten bowls each."

"You know how to eat them, right!"

"We know, we know!"

The three men quickly responded, all staring intently at the Instant Noodles on the table, swallowing their saliva.

"Big Brother, isn't this too much..."

"Too much what? If I give it to you, just take it. I'm not short on this bit of rations."

Yellow Three was touched upon hearing this. One bowl of Instant Noodles sold for twenty wen; thirty boxes were equivalent to the Protection Fees he collected over several months.

Seeing so many Instant Noodles, he really didn't want to give them back, because the stuff tasted too delicious.

He didn't know how it was made—no need to cook, just steep it in boiling water for a while. It tasted better than meat, and the bowl it came in was also a good item, light and durable.

Suddenly, Yellow Three seemed to remember something. He patted his forehead and took out a Cloth Bag from his bosom.

"Big Brother, these are the bugs I collected over the past few days."

Su Mo took the Cloth Bag and opened it. Inside were a dozen various bugs, though he had eaten most of them before.

"Mm, you are thoughtful."

After some small talk, Yellow Three and the two men left the shop door, satisfied and clutching their Instant Noodles.

After the three left, Su Mo looked at the bugs in front of him and poured them all into his mouth.

Some of these bugs had been dead for a long time, dry and crispy; others had just died, and juice splattered when he bit into them.

As he swallowed, Su Mo opened his Personal Panel:

[Host: Su Mo]

[Race: Human]

[Rank: Mortal (100/100)]

[Skill: Infinite White Porridge (Never Expires), Infinite Noodle Making]

[Talent: Myriad Races Furnace (Dog's Five Senses, Ox's Strength, Ant's Gigantic Strength and Exoskeleton, Gecko's Wall Climbing and Self-Healing Ability, Spider's Venom Fangs and Silk Spinning, Bat's Flight and Sonar, Longhorn Beetle's Elytra and Exoskeleton...)]

Since Su Mo regained the ability to move freely, he had eaten almost everything edible, but his Rank remained stuck at Mortal, unable to advance further.

He had also considered whether he couldn't Breakthrough the limits of a Human because he hadn't cultivated a Cultivation Technique.

So he went to check out the Martial Arts Halls in the city, but the result left him greatly disappointed.

All they practiced in the Martial Arts Halls were Showy Martial Arts. They looked robust and burly, yet their strength couldn't even compare to his, a child's.

He also asked Song Wen if he had ever seen anyone who could Fly or Tunnel through the Earth, but Song Wen smiled, patted his head, and said:

"Moer, there are no Immortals in the world; those are just stories made up by Storytellers."

Su Mo felt surprised. The information protection of these Immortal Cultivation Sects was too good. How did they recruit Disciples then?

Standing high sees far. It seems he still needs to go to the Imperial City to ask around.

The night was deep, dark clouds covered the sky, and the air carried a faint damp scent.

Su Mo's gaze passed through the window. Seeing that Song Wen's breathing was even and he was sound asleep, Su Mo quietly took off his top and walked out of the shop door.

"Pfft!"

A faint, almost imperceptible sound rang out. Four broad Wings appeared on Su Mo's back. The Wings were as transparent as a dragonfly's, yet as tough as a bat's, and also possessed bird feathers, radiating a faint black glow.

Not only the Wings, but Su Mo's entire appearance changed.

Two black Antennae appeared on his head. His eyes resembled a combination of Snake Pupils and Compound Eyes. A layer of fine black Fuzz covered his entire body down to his neck. Beneath the Fuzz were Scales, and beneath the Scales was a hard Exoskeleton.

Su Mo gently flapped his Wings, and his entire body silently soared into the air, merging into the pitch-black night... A moment later, Su Mo flew above the Wang Manor.

Although it was late at night, Steward Wang's residence was still brightly lit.

Su Mo's Compound Eyes reflected dozens of flickering figures. The temples of these figures were all prominently bulging, clearly indicating they were Martial Artists who had practiced Martial Arts for many years.

Su Mo silently landed on a rooftop and gently lifted a piece of Green Tile.

Through the gap, Su Mo clearly saw many Male Servants sleeping on a large Communal Bed. Their postures varied, and the smell was rather pungent.

He closed the tile in distaste and flew toward the depths of the Wang Manor.

Suddenly, Su Mo's ears twitched slightly, and he clearly heard heavy breathing coming from a room below. It was distinctly the sound of a man and a woman.

The two of them were also saying things that were hard to understand.

"Faster... faster... use more strength..."

"How is it? Is it big... much better than that dead Old Thing, right!"

"Shide, stop tormenting This servant~"

"What did you call me?"

"Father... Daddy... please spare This servant..."