59: I laugh at you for your wisdom and your lack of wisdom, but for your mysterious kindness but not your kindness! (Please order in full

Chapter 59: I Laugh at Your Zhi Guang's Lack of Wisdom, Xuan Ci's Lack of Mercy! (Requesting Full Subscription)

Early the next morning.

Apricot Forest.

Soon, Elder Xu, Ma Dayuan, Tan Gong, Tan Po, Zhao Qiansun, and Great Master Zhi Guang arrived successively.

Everyone looked solemn.

Ning Yuan also appeared with Wang Yuyan, A Zhu, A Bi, and Bao Butong, Feng Boe.

"Oh my, there are so many people today, it's really lively. I, Feng Boe, love a good crowd."

Feng Boe said with a smile, his arms crossed.

"I, Bao Butong, am the same."

"amitabha!"

Great Master Zhi Guang chanted a Buddhist name.

Quan Guanqing, however, was beaming with satisfaction today.

He had clearly received some accurate information and was full of confidence.

"Enough with the pleasantries, let's get to the point."

Quan Guanqing snorted, holding his head high.

"Brother Murong, everyone is here now. With all these Martial Forest comrades as witnesses, Brother Murong, you can now explain what happened yesterday, can't you?"

Qiao Feng stood up from the bamboo chair on the wooden platform and said loudly.

"Of course."

Ning Yuan smiled faintly, just about to speak, when Quan Guanqing stepped forward and shouted, "Fellow Martial Forest comrades, normally family shame should not be aired, but now that our Great Song is in peril, I, Quan Guanqing, can no longer care about such things. Even if I bear the name of a villain, today I must reveal a hidden secret."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yuan naturally guessed the reason and did not stop him.

"What secret?"

Qiao Feng raised an eyebrow and asked directly, "Today is about exposing the murderer who killed Vice Chief Ma. Is this matter related to that?"

"Of course it's related."

"Not only is it related, but it also concerns the survival of our Beggar Clan, whether our Beggar Clan will fall into the hands of the Huns and overthrow the Great Song Empire."

Quan Guanqing sneered, looked at Madam Ma, bowed slightly, and said, "Madam Ma, please explain the reason now."

"What's going on? How could our Beggar Clan fall into the hands of the Huns?"

Qiao Feng frowned, his expression darkening.

Madam Ma, dressed in plain white mourning clothes with a white flower in her hair, her eyes red, stepped forward with delicate steps, raised her sleeve to dab the corners of her eyes, and then spoke softly, "My late husband passed away unfortunately. I am deeply grateful for the care the Chief and all the uncles and elders have shown in handling the funeral."

Madam Ma's voice was clear, making her sound quite young, which didn't quite match her appearance.

"Vice Chief Ma was a veteran of the Gang, Madam, there's no need for such formality."

Elder Xu, the most senior in the Beggar Clan, heard this and gestured with both hands.

Hearing Elder Xu speak, Madam Ma sighed sadly, "All uncles and elders, my late husband passed away unfortunately. Who was behind this deadly hand is difficult to say at this moment. However, while I was sorting through my late husband's belongings, I found a letter. I knew this letter was kept so secretly, it must be of great importance. I originally wanted to discuss it with all of you, but there was no one in the Gang, so I immediately sought Elder Xu to preside over justice."

"What letter? Does it state who the murderer is?"

Qiao Feng felt something was wrong but still asked.

Everyone's gaze also turned to Elder Xu.

"Since there's a letter, why hide it? Just open it in front of all the Martial Forest comrades. That way, we can see if it says I, Murong Fu, killed Ma Dayuan."

Ning Yuan said with a smile, fanning himself.

Quan Guanqing snorted, cupped his fists towards Elder Xu, and said, "Elder Xu, please make it public."

"Alas!"

Elder Xu sighed deeply, "Originally, this old man did not wish to expose this matter, but since it concerns the safety of our Great Song, I have no choice."

As he spoke, Elder Xu took a letter from his bosom, explained that its opening had been witnessed, and then handed it to others to read. Tan Gong and Tan Po both looked surprised upon seeing it.

Zhao Qiansun took a few steps back. He knew the content without reading the letter, as he was one of the participants at the time, though he had fainted from fright on the spot.

"Great Master Zhi Guang, you were also a participant in the battle at Yanmen Pass back then. Why don't you speak?"

Zhao Qiansun directly shirked responsibility.

Great Master Zhi Guang, unable to refuse, finally sighed and revealed the truth from thirty years ago, as well as Qiao Feng's background.

Qiao Feng, of course, couldn't believe that he had been a Han for thirty years and was now a Khitan.

But everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, forcing him to believe it.

Even if he still harbored doubts, he was already eighty percent convinced.

Just as he was about to read the contents of the letter, Zhi Guang preemptively tore off the signature and swallowed it.

He didn't give Qiao Feng a chance to see whose name was signed.

Though angry, Qiao Feng couldn't bring himself to kill and could only release Zhi Guang.

And because of Ning Yuan's presence, Madam Ma and Bai Shijing also worried that Ning Yuan truly knew who killed Ma Dayuan, so they dared not bring up the matter again.

However, the current discourse had already cut off Qiao Feng's retreat.

"So, it was because of this matter that you incited the Four Great Elders to betray me."

"That's right, but there's more. Do you remember the tattoo on your body?"

Quan Guanqing snorted coldly.

"What's a tattoo?"

Qiao Feng was puzzled.

"A tattoo is nothing, but the tattoo on your body is a wolf's head. As far as I know, a wolf's head tattoo is used by only one clan under heaven, and that is the Khitan Empress Dowager Xiao's clan."

"Your surname is Xiao, and you are of the Dali royal family, not an ordinary Khitan!"

Quan Guanqing pointed at Qiao Feng, indignantly saying, "Therefore, I absolutely cannot let you be the Chief. Otherwise, the Beggar Clan's lifelong reputation will be ruined in an instant, and our Beggar Clan will become eternal sinners."

Qiao Feng's face changed upon hearing this, and everyone was filled with suspicion.

If he were just an ordinary Khitan, it might be fine, but if Qiao Feng truly was a member of Empress Dowager Xiao's clan, such an identity would indeed cause people to worry.

With such a revered status, if Qiao Feng were to harbor rebellious intentions, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the Great Song.

Qiao Feng's expression was also complex at this moment, because the tattoo on his body was indeed a wolf's head.

He had never seen this tattoo on anyone else.

However, he couldn't confirm whether Quan Guanqing's words were true or false.

He then said, "What you've said, I don't know if it's true or false right now. To prevent anyone from slandering me, I will personally investigate."

"However, before I, Qiao Feng, clarify the truth of the matter, it is indeed not suitable for me to continue serving as the Beggar Clan Leader. Today, I will resign from the position of Chief."

As Qiao Feng spoke, he walked onto the wooden platform, took the Dog Beating Staff hanging on the chair into his hand, raised it high, "Qiao Feng is incompetent. Today, I hand over the Chief's staff. Among the brothers present, who is willing to take this staff?"

Qiao Feng looked around. Everyone lowered their heads. Quan Guanqing really wanted to step forward, but he knew he didn't have the strength or prestige, so he could only watch helplessly.

Finally, Qiao Feng looked at Elder Xu, "Since no one is willing to accept it, then I ask Elder Xu, Law Enforcement Elder, and Skill Transmission Elder to collectively safeguard it."

"As for who killed Vice Chief Ma Da Yuan..."

Qiao Feng looked at Ning Yuan.

At this moment, Madam Ma stood between the two, "Chief Qiao, since you are no longer a member of the Beggar Clan, and this matter involves you, it may not be appropriate for you to intervene. As for who killed Da Yuan, I will personally ask Young Master Murong for a clear explanation."

Saying this, Madam Ma looked at Ning Yuan with a slight smile, "What does Young Master Murong intend?"

Ning Yuan, however, looked at Qiao Feng, "The affairs of the Beggar Clan have nothing to do with me. I came here this time by Chief Qiao's invitation. What I have to say depends on whether Chief Qiao wants to hear it."

"I..."

Qiao Feng was about to speak, but seeing many people around him with unfriendly gazes, he swallowed his words and said with a cold face, "Since I am no longer a member of the Beggar Clan and am suspected of killing Vice Chief Ma, it is indeed not appropriate for me to get involved in this matter. Please, Young Master Murong, explain the details to Madam Ma when the time comes."

With that, Qiao Feng cupped his fists and left without looking back.

"Alas! Such a hero, how could he..."

A Zhu sighed softly behind him.

Bao Butong and Feng Boe also couldn't help but say, "These Beggar Clan people are so unreasonable. Even if that Qiao Feng is a Khitan, what does it matter? Without Qiao Feng, this Beggar Clan will just become a third-rate Gang, nothing to fear."

"Hahahahaha! Good, good, what a good show!"

Suddenly, Ning Yuan laughed up to the sky, and Qiao Feng's steps suddenly stopped.

"Why is Young Master Murong laughing?"

Elder Xu couldn't help but frown and ask.

"I laugh at the Beggar Clan for being unable to distinguish right from wrong, I laugh at your Zhi Guang for lacking wisdom, Xuan Ci for lacking mercy, and I laugh even more at Shaolin for its hypocrisy."

Ning Yuan looked around with a sneer and said, "The dignified major sects of the Central Plains, the Beggar Clan and Shaolin, are actually both nests of filth."

"Murong Fu, what do you mean by that? Are you trying to make an enemy of our Beggar Clan?"

Bai Shijing's expression changed, and he immediately shouted.

"amitabha!"

Zhi Guang's expression also changed slightly upon hearing Ning Yuan mention Shaolin, "Young Master Murong, this matter has nothing to do with you. Please do not meddle and ruin your father's reputation."

Zhi Guang's words contained a hint of threat.

But unfortunately... "Hmph, Monk Zhi Guang, don't think that just because you swallowed the signature, others don't know who the Big Brother is. You think you know his character clearly, but perhaps that's just what you think?"

"As a Buddhist, he not only massacred the innocent, wrongly accused good people, but also broke the precepts and had a child with someone in secret. I wonder what face he has to worry about Qiao Feng harming the Jianghu. Truly shameless."

Ning Yuan sneered repeatedly.

Zhi Guang frowned deeply, "Young Master Murong, please be careful with your words. Buddhism has always been upright, and there have never been such things as you describe."

"How much do you even know?"

Ning Yuan sneered a few times, then said to Qiao Feng's retreating back, "Brother Qiao, or Brother Xiao, if you want to find someone to investigate thoroughly, why not go to Shaolin and ask Abbot Xuan Ci? I think he knows the details best."

"Murong Fu!"

Zhi Guang's face turned pale with shock and anger.

He clearly hadn't expected the other party to actually know.

"Thank you, Brother Murong. I will go and ask."

Qiao Feng turned around and cupped his fists. Although Ning Yuan hadn't explicitly said it, the meaning was already clear.

And he was no fool; he naturally understood the implication.

Watching Qiao Feng's figure disappear instantly, Zhi Guang couldn't help but look at Ning Yuan, sighing sadly, "Young Master Murong, why do you do this? Aren't you afraid your father..."

"Those who do wrong must pay the price. I, Murong Fu, always act openly and honorably. Even if my own father commits evil, I will eradicate it completely. I don't need you to point fingers."

Ning Yuan said indifferently.

"Good, good..."

Zhi Guang was helpless, then turned his head and said no more.

"Since the Beggar Clan's play is over, we're leaving too. Anyone who wants to know about Ma Dayuan's matter can come and ask."

Ning Yuan turned his head, his gaze falling on Madam Ma and Bai Shijing.

Bai Shijing's face immediately showed a hint of unnaturalness.

His heart felt even more hollow.

"Could it be that he really knows...?"

Correspondingly, Madam Ma's heart also began to murmur.

"That Madam Ma, she looks pure and delicate, soft and weak, but why do I always feel a sense of disgust?"

A Zhu whispered at the side.

Wang Yuyan next to her also nodded, "Sister A Zhu is right, I also feel very uncomfortable, as if she's wearing a mask."

"Regarding the mystery of my Da Yuan's death, I am willing to go and listen."

Madam Ma stepped forward, then said to Bai Shijing behind her, "To prevent any accidents, please ask the Law Enforcement Elder to escort me."

"Alright, tonight at Tingxiang Water Pavilion, I will wait for you."

Ning Yuan flicked his robe, "Let's go too."

"Wait for me!"

Duan Yu couldn't help but follow. Ning Yuan was too lazy to bring a protagonist who had lost his value, "Young Master Duan, Chief Qiao is currently at a confused point in his life. Why don't you go find Chief Qiao, have a good drink with him, and help him resolve his worries?"

"Brother Murong is right. As a brother, I should accompany him at this time."

Duan Yu's expression became serious, and he nodded solemnly, "Brother Murong, then I will go find Brother Qiao first."

"You go. As sworn brothers, this is when he needs people the most. If I weren't busy with my Clone, I would definitely accompany him for a good drink. As for Auntie, you don't have to worry. With me here, I will naturally take good care of Auntie and ensure she doesn't feel any discomfort here."

Ning Yuan patted Duan Yu's shoulder and said with a serious expression.

"Brother is right. With Brother here, I am naturally at ease about my mother's safety. When I find Brother Qiao, I will find an opportunity to introduce you two. Perhaps we will find each other congenial and become good brothers."

Duan Yu said with a smile.

"Hahahaha!"

Ning Yuan chuckled, "Good, I'll be waiting for your introduction."