Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 162 - 117 Su Niang_2

Chapter 162: 117 Su Niang_2

She was dressed in a plain white dress, smooth as jade and as bright as shining light.

"Elder Fang, this humble one greets you."

Su Niang curtseyed with a smile, slight and subtle.

That smile, the slight lift of the corners of her mouth, the bend in her eyes, was like cherry blossoms blooming in the morning sun, dreamy and illusory.

"Crude!"

Xigou stared at Su Niang and gave the most straightforward assessment, "This woman, really saucy!"

Fang Zhixing raised his hand in a gesture and laughed, "I have long admired your reputation. Today, I am fortunate enough to see Miss Su in person, and she truly lives up to her name."

Su Niang chuckled, "Please take a seat, Elder Fang. Have a sip of tea first. Let this one play a tune for you to relax your body and mind."

Fang Zhixing sat down, lifted the cup of hot tea that the dimple-cheeked girl had brought over, and tasted it leisurely.

Su Niang sat at the zither table, her hands gracefully playing, plucking and stroking the strings.

Soon, the enchanting melody flowed like a gentle rivulet, causing one’s entire body to relax and intoxicating the spirit.

Before he knew it, Fang Zhixing had finished a cup of tea, and the tune had come to a perfect end at that moment.

"Beautifully played!" Fang Zhixing praised wholeheartedly.

Su Niang asked with a smile, "Does Elder Fang understand music?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head, "I have never studied it. I’m just a simple man."

"You’re being too modest!"

Su Niang said with a smile, "At such a young age, you have such formidable skills. You must be a martial arts prodigy, not a simple man."

Fang Zhixing responded, "In front of Miss Su, all of us foul men must be considered simple, I assume."

Unable to help herself, Su Niang covered her mouth and laughed, chiding, "I wouldn’t dare call Elder Fang a foul man."

Fang Zhixing laughed heartily, "You haven’t even smelled me, how do you know I don’t stink?"

Su Niang stood up and walked over, chuckling, "Then I shall smell and find out."

She approached slowly, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Fang Zhixing took advantage of the moment to stretch out his hand, pulled her into his embrace, lifted her, and walked towards the large bed.

Seeing this, the dimple-cheeked girl blushed and quickly excused herself.

...

...

One night later.

It was well past dawn when Fang Zhixing leisurely left the Hanxiang Building.

Xigou widened his dog eyes as he saw Fang Zhixing coming out of Su Niang’s room and couldn’t help asking, "How was that saucy woman’s taste?"

Fang Zhixing thought for a moment and summed up his entire experience with a single word.

"Smooth!"

At those words, Xigou grimaced with a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment, cursing, "Nowadays, all the good cabbage is hogged by pigs."

Fang Zhixing chuckled, "Just now you called her a saucy woman, and now she’s good cabbage?"

Xigou snorted disdainfully, "You have no aspiration. If you’re not messing around in the brothel, then you’re fooling around with married women. Can’t you find a few pure and clean girls?"

Fang Zhixing sneered, "Give it a rest. Will any decent girl give her chastity to you unless you marry her?"

Xigou said proudly, "That’s because you are not skilled enough at picking up girls. If it were me, I would charm them in minutes, and they would surely be in bed within three days."

Fang Zhixing said with a snort of contempt, "So what if you can charm them? Can they be smoother than Su Niang?"

Xigou was left speechless at that.

Su Niang’s smoothness was beyond imagination.

In his previous life, although he had made numerous friends, he had never associated with a woman of the Oiran’s caliber.

This meant that Fang Zhixing had surpassed him in an area he had once prided himself on being better.

"Damn it!"

Xigou couldn’t help feeling gloomy.

Soon, the man and his dog returned to the separate residence of the Government Office.

Fang Zhixing took a bath, changed into fresh clothes, and went out again.

Xigou followed and asked, "Where to?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Iron Casting Hall."

Xigou reminded him, "You harmed Xu Dazhi, causing a great loss to the Iron Casting Hall. They might not welcome you."

Fang Zhixing sneered, "What if they don’t welcome me? Who can stop me?"

Xigou thought about it and agreed.

Might makes right.

With the power Fang Zhixing now possessed, who in the entire Iron Casting Hall would dare show him disrespect?

Thinking of this, Xigou suddenly shuddered and reminded, "No matter what, you still need to be careful. Hall Master Lu Anfu might harbor ill will against you."

Light flashed in Fang Zhixing’s eyes as he expressed his surprise, "Oh, you’ve actually thought this through—I should commend you."

"Ah, you thought of it too?" Xigou suddenly felt awkward.

Fang Zhixing chuckled, "According to the rules of the Iron Mountain Sect, the position of Hall Master is open to challenge."

As long as you have the strength to challenge and defeat any Hall Master, then you qualify to take their place and become the new Hall Master.

Lu Anfu was exceedingly secretive about this rule. The last time, when he talked about Cheng Tianen, he was extremely cautious because Cheng Tianen might challenge him."

Fang Zhixing glanced at Xigou, "After I revealed the strength of the One Beast Realm, Lu Anfu probably can’t sleep at night and must feel like he’s sitting on pins and needles. My relationship with him will never be able to return to how it was before."

"Then why did you go to the Iron Casting Hall at all, to deliberately provoke Lu Anfu, or to challenge him?" Xigou asked wordlessly.

Fang Zhixing shook his head, "I’m not interested in the position of Hall Master. Being an Archery Instructor is enough for me; there’s no need to be too greedy. Of course, I went to the Iron Casting Hall for the cultivation techniques in the Xuanwu Pavilion."

Xigou suddenly understood.

Indeed, apart from cultivation techniques, there was nothing else in Iron Casting Hall that Fang Zhixing would care about.

A man and his dog walked through streets and alleys, quickly arriving at the Iron Casting Hall.

"Incense Master Fang, greetings!"

"Paying respects to Incense Master Fang!"

Upon seeing Fang Zhixing, everyone in the Iron Casting Hall showed a color of awe and worship, rushing to greet him with the utmost respect.

"Mhm mhm, carry on with your tasks."

Fang Zhixing nodded as a greeting, smiling slightly at everyone he encountered.

"Oh look, is that Incense Master Fang?"

Suddenly, a boisterous laugh came from the side.

Fang Zhixing turned his head to look and stopped in his tracks, greeting with cupped hands, "Incense Master Ye."

The newcomer was "Iron Claw" Ye Hengchang, whom Fang Zhixing was not very familiar with, having hardly any interaction with him.

Ye Hengchang wore a full smile, slightly bowing his head with a very humble attitude, chuckling, "I was just about to report to the Hall Master, and here I run into you."

Fang Zhixing caught a whiff of medicine on him and couldn’t help but ask, "Did you just come from the clinic?"

Ye Hengchang nodded, "I’ve been at the clinic all night, just got back, and I haven’t even had breakfast yet."

Fang Zhixing understood and inquired, "How is Incense Master Xu? I should not have dealt a fatal blow yesterday."

Upon saying this!

Xigou couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Ye Hengchang’s mouth twitched slightly, he hesitantly said, "Incense Master Xu didn’t die, but his condition is not very good."

Fang Zhixing’s expression turned solemn, showing concern, "What do you mean ’not very good’?"

Ye Hengchang sighed, "After Incense Master Xu was taken to the clinic, they managed to stabilize his condition quite quickly, and he woke up. The doctor judged that his injuries weren’t particularly severe, and he should have a good chance of recovery.

But for some reason, when he woke up this morning, Incense Master Xu suddenly started yelling, saying he couldn’t see, and it looks like both of his eyes may have gone blind."

Fang Zhixing’s expression dramatically changed, amazed, he exclaimed, "How could this happen?"

Ye Hengchang spread his hands with an expression that conveyed speechlessness, "The doctor is also temporarily unable to find the cause, and doesn’t know what to do."

"May heaven bless Incense Master Xu," Fang Zhixing sighed deeply, "and grant him divine protection for a swift recovery."

Ye Hengchang’s face twitched fiercely before he quickly said, "I’ll take my leave first, you have your matters to attend to."

Fang Zhixing gave a gesture of farewell.

The two men parted ways quickly.

Xigou couldn’t resist criticizing, "Everyone knows Xu Dazhi was injured by you, why do you still act innocent? Is it necessary?"

Fang Zhixing scoffed, "You know nothing, this is called creating confusion and obfuscation!

Because everyone knows Xu Dazhi was injured by me, and I have absolutely no need to lie.

But by flatly refusing to admit that I had anything to do with his blindness, others can’t be completely certain it was me."

"And then what?" Xigou asked with a puzzled face.

"As long as I don’t admit it, others will suspect Xu Dazhi might have been harmed by someone else."

Fang Zhixing laughed, "This way, no one can quickly deduce what martial arts I used to incapacitate Xu Dazhi. It is beneficial in hiding my trump card."

Xigou couldn’t help but fall silent.

The "Seven Evil Poison," notorious indeed, yet this killer move requires the Seven Evil Palm to be cultivated to the third level of perfection and the burst skill awakened to be obtained.

Others did not know that Fang Zhixing had practiced the Seven Evil Palm, let alone guess that Xu Dazhi had been afflicted with the Seven Evil Poison.

Even so, Fang Zhixing still chose to create confusion and put on a full act.