Chapter 145 Repay debts on the spot, set aside favors for later.

"Eunuch Sun! Yan Chu is too arrogant!"

A Grandmaster who was on good terms with Pan Junfeng spoke up, his tone somewhat indignant.

Pan Junfeng was the Commander of the Imperial Guard, a dignified Great Grandmaster powerhouse.

Yan Chu killed him just like that; did he not hold the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Court in any regard?

The others also had extremely grim expressions.

Yan Chu used three flying daggers to kill the Great Grandmaster Pan Junfeng; he probably wouldn't even need one to kill them.

No wonder he dared to issue a challenge to Sima Tao!

With such top-tier strength capable of easily killing a Great Grandmaster of the same rank, he could even fight an ordinary Mountain Shaking Realm expert.

A Dragon does not cross the river unless it is fierce!

"Who said Yan Chu killed him? Do you have any evidence?"

After coming to his senses, Eunuch Sun scolded in a low voice.

"In Jianghu, it is only rumored that Yan Chu excels in blade techniques, and that his fists, palms, and legs are also triple-perfect; it has never been heard that he excels in hidden weapons."

"Without concrete evidence, this matter cannot be blamed on Yan Chu!"

Although they already had the answer in their hearts, without evidence, they could not explain it to the Empress Dowager and the Emperor.

"Then are we just going to let it go like this?"

Another Great Grandmaster, Zhou Dehai, frowned and asked.

Although the Imperial Court has many experts, a Great Grandmaster is still very precious; it takes decades and a massive amount of resources to Cultivate one.

To die here so confusedly, how would they explain it when they return?

It is also Old Pan's fault for being too talkative!

The others grumbled to themselves.

After all, Yan Chu is not an ordinary person; to achieve such accomplishments at a young age, his inner pride can be imagined.

Sometimes, being talkative might earn you the awe of others.

Sometimes, being talkative will also attract targeting from others.

Especially when this person targeting him is a top-tier expert, far surpassing an ordinary Great Grandmaster.

It is a pity for his wife; who knows who will benefit from her and their daughter?

If possible, they, his old brothers, wouldn't mind handling Old Pan's funeral arrangements...

After all, the wife is alone, and it must be difficult for her to raise their daughter...

After thinking for a moment, Eunuch Sun said:

"Regarding this matter, let's just state the truth: we were attacked midway, and Commander Pan was shot and killed by a villain using flying dagger hidden weapons while protecting me."

"As for the investigation, leave it to Six Doors!"

"After you return to the palace, do not speak recklessly to avoid inciting that man's grudge."

"Given his pettiness, if you speak recklessly, it might bring about a fatal disaster!"

"Understood."

Everyone nodded, deeply agreeing.

That man is indeed petty; just a few verbal conflicts caused a Great Grandmaster to perish.

They were also afraid that the opponent's flying daggers would land on them.

...

On the other side, the disheveled middle-aged man left, turning into a gust of green wind that appeared on a desolate mountain.

Then, he wiped his face, revealing a man with sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, and boundless domineering aura.

The previous air of desolation vanished.

"Hmm, this Little Lis Flying Dagger is indeed related to one's state of mind!"

Yan Chu muttered to himself.

He wanted to imitate Li Xunhuan's temperament and mindset, but there was always an indescribable sense of weirdness, and he never quite got used to it.

After thinking about it, he understood.

In this world, he acts according to his own will, pursues gratification and revenge, and always reports grudges on the spot, setting gratitude aside for later.

This mindset is vastly different from Li Xunhuan's.

If he forced himself to imitate the other party, he would instead become a caricature.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed three blades just now; a single blade would have been enough to take Pan Junfeng's life.

This rotten potato, stinky egg, even dared to talk back to him earlier.

He said he wouldn't live past three days, and so he wouldn't live past three days!

"Regarding the so-called Little Lis Flying Dagger, I do not need to be confined to a fixed state of mind!"

"With my indomitable Battle Intent, no matter what demons or monsters they are, they will be shot dead by a single blade!"

Yan Chu stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the mountains, his posture leisurely.

Nowadays, outsiders all think he is in seclusion, even those closest to him believe the same, thinking he is diligently Cultivating for a battle with the old Marquis of Annan a month later.

Yet they did not know that he had already snuck out.

Cultivating is something for low-tier Prodigies; as a cheater like him, how could he possibly sit in a seclusion room to Cultivate?

Yan Chu's gaze looked forward.

Nearly a hundred miles away, there was a fortress, which was the Fang Family Fortress.

That place was also the border between Cangzhou Prefecture and Ningzhou, in Wutong Prefecture.

The Fang Family Fortress was the number one power in Wutong Prefecture, and the Fortress Master, Iron Mountain Fang, was a famous Grandmaster powerhouse, highly revered by the people of Jianghu.

Of course, what thoughts lay behind this reverence, no one knew.

After all, everyone knew how Fortress Master Fang made his fortune.

Such a ruthless person, even the Magistrate of Wutong Prefecture and the Commander of Six Doors were very wary of him; many things required the nod of the Fang Family Fortress.

In this world, strength is ultimately what is respected.

At this very moment, inside the central Fortress Master's Hall in the Fang Family Fortress.

Fortress Master Iron Mountain Fang was already over ninety years old, yet he still looked like a middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion, showing that he had a good way of maintaining his health.

In reality, it was indeed so.

Iron Mountain Fang had now taken dozens of concubines; the youngest was originally a friend of his great-granddaughter, and when she came to visit the fortress, Iron Mountain Fang took a fancy to her and took her as a concubine.

He spent his days among flowers, eating well and sleeping soundly.

He never had nightmares and rarely had Life Qi, which is why he was in such a youthful state.

It was all due to having a good mindset.

Ever since he slaughtered the Shen Family Fortress back then, he had not left Wutong Prefecture again, spending most of his time in the Fang Family Fortress.

The bloodbath of that year had gradually faded with time.

However, it was just that no one mentioned it; it did not mean that Jianghu would forget.

Everyone knew of Fortress Master Fang's ruthlessness, so naturally, no one dared to be so blind as to offend the Fang Family Fortress.

Sitting opposite Iron Mountain Fang was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes.

The middle-aged man looked younger than Iron Mountain Fang, but in reality, he was more than ten years older than him.

This was not because the other party also had techniques to maintain his youth.

But because the other party was a Great Grandmaster, whose cultivation was far above Iron Mountain Fang.

If someone familiar were here, they would recognize that the middle-aged man was the First Uprising Gang Hall Master, "Iron Palm Kind Heart" Willow Tiger.

Since Willow Tiger appeared here, the relationship between Iron Mountain Fang and the First Uprising Gang was no longer a rumor in Jianghu, but a fact.

"Brother Willow, your appearance here this time, is there any instruction from the Third Elder?"

Iron Mountain Fang's face was full of smiles.

Over the years, although he rarely left the Fang Family Fortress on the surface, he had secretly hidden his identity and had done many things for the First Uprising Gang.

And the First Uprising Gang had not treated him unfairly.

Every time he finished a task, he was bestowed with Cultivation resources; his current cultivation had already reached the Late Stage of Grandmaster, and he was not far from the Peak of Grandmaster.

If he could Breakthrough to Great Grandmaster, his Lifespan could be extended once again.

By then, he could live for several more decades of a life with beautiful wives and concubines, indulging in debauchery.

Willow Tiger nodded and said:

"There are indeed a few things to trouble you with!"

"I wouldn't dare! Brother Willow, just give your orders; as long as I can do it, I will certainly go through fire and water!"

Willow Tiger put down the teacup in his hand and did not stand on ceremony, turning the jade thumb ring on his thumb, saying:

"The first thing is, we discovered that the recent movements of the Changle Gang have been somewhat abnormal. A few days ago, the Changle Gang Right Protector 'Northern Land Divine Fist' Meng Feixing left the main headquarters and brought people towards Cangzhou Prefecture."

"Looking at them, they might be investigating something; find a way to clarify their movements!"