Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 241 - 157 three birds

Chapter 241: 157 three birds

Fang Zhixing’s steps did not stop, striding forward like a meteor, unstoppable.

At this moment, the two men who had just climbed into the carriage poked their heads out again.

One of them had an arrow pierced through the sole of his foot, blood gushing out continuously, he was gritting his teeth and grimacing, his face deathly pale.

The other, a middle-aged man with a big beard, burly and robust, coldly observed Fang Zhixing, his face expressing extreme seriousness.

He shouted at the top of his voice, "Who are you, friend, and why are you attacking us?"

"I’m your grandfather!"

Fang Zhixing snorted, his figure flickered, bringing a strong gust of wind with him.

Big Beard’s vision blurred, a vague palm in his view rapidly enlarged.

Slap~

Another Big Force Fight!

Big Beard was directly slapped away, the immense force causing him to fall headfirst to the ground, unable to rise again.

Seeing this, the man with the arrow in his foot nearly wet himself in fear, his expression filled with terror, deflating like a punctured ball, instantly losing the courage to resist and simply slumping to the ground.

Fang Zhixing did not spare him a second glance, leaping onto the horse carriage, and looking inside the carriage.

Inside there was a red copper-colored wooden box, not only locked with two padlocks but also bound with an iron chain wrapped around it several times.

Apparently, there were valuables inside the box.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing immediately drew his saber.

Clang!

The Second Level Treasure Saber struck the chain, sparking a dazzling shower of sparks.

Clatter clatter, the chain subsequently fell apart.

The saber’s force was so great and heavy that even the wooden box was split in two.

In an instant, several thick books fell out.

"Books?"

Fang Zhixing’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, all this secrecy, just for a box of books?

Could it be that these books were martial arts secret manuals?

Out of curiosity, Fang Zhixing quickly picked up a book, flipped it open to have a look, and then he couldn’t help but pause.

The contents of the book were not cultivation techniques.

"These are, ledgers?"

Fang Zhixing flipped through several pages continuously, opened a few other books to have a look, and soon confirmed they all were account books.

"So, the real mission was actually to destroy these ledgers."

Fang Zhixing realized, no longer hesitating, he took out a bottle of kerosene from his pocket and poured it over the thick books.

Whoosh~

The fire was lit, burning fiercely, and thick smoke billowed forth.

Fang Zhixing leaped down from the horse carriage, quickly scanning the four men and the coachman.

They had given up, completely subdued in the face of absolute power.

Fang Zhixing waited a while, until the horse carriage, too, began to burn, before vaulting into the depths of the bamboo forest, disappearing from sight.

A moment later...

Fang Zhixing emerged from a depression.

By now, he had changed back into his clothes.

Seeing this, Xigou couldn’t help but comment, "That mission of yours was way too damn easy, I thought it was going to be difficult."

Fang Zhixing replied, "The destroyed items were ledgers; behind them might be a major corruption case."

Xigou shuddered, surprised, "Such important ledgers, why not send more experts for protection? The escort personnel were just those four weaklings, too careless!"

Fang Zhixing chuckled, "What do you think that’s about?"

Xigou thought carefully, then suddenly his heart sank, he said with a smack of his tongue, "This corruption case must involve a lot of people, heh, officials big and small, a whole basket of them, protecting each other. So someone deliberately weakened the protective force and even leaked information, all for the purpose of destroying the ledgers."

Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment, puzzled, "Logically speaking, the whole of Qinghe County is the Luo Family’s territory, who would be so full to go looking into corruption?"

Xigou blinked and speculated, "Hmm, could be infighting within the family."

But Fang Zhixing shook his head, "They’re all one family, even a grand aristocratic family, who doesn’t seek gains? And even if they do, what of it? Even if Luo Keji was corrupt, what could be done if it was found out? He’s one of the Luo Family’s elite members, would he be severely punished for a bit of embezzlement?"

Xigou thought it over and was puzzled, "Aristocratic families are like vassal kings or military governors, with nearly complete control over their finances; they wouldn’t normally investigate themselves."

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a moment and said no more, taking a detour out of the bamboo forest, mounting his horse, and returning to the county.

Clop clop clop~

Quickly!

A man and his dog reached the outer city and entered East Street.

As they passed a tavern, Fang Zhixing suddenly stopped.

He dismounted, walked slowly into the small tavern, sat in a corner, and ordered a pot of wine, with a few snacks to go with the drink.

"Have you heard? Peng Haolin, the Young Master of White Horse Villa, openly challenged Xue Nanjie, the Young Sect Master of Iron Mountain Sect, the day before yesterday, wanting a duel to decide the victor."

"Yeah, it’s been all over the place. But it seems Xue Nanjie doesn’t think much of Peng Haolin, disdains to fight him. I heard Xue Nanjie has actively challenged his arch-enemy, Feng Xingkan, the Young Sect Master of Black Tiger Sect."

"Tsk, they won’t fight. I’ve heard Feng Xingkan has been in seclusion, training hard, and he’s already stated he won’t accept any challenges before the Qinghe Martial Arts Competition."

"Sigh, it’s all this Qinghe Martial Arts Competition causing all this fuss. All the heroes want to challenge each other to squeeze out their opponents in advance."

"Isn’t it like that every year? Before the Qinghe Martial Arts Tournament, all the young talents secretly challenge or spar to assess their own strength and standing. That way, when the tournament begins, they can avoid being defeated in public and losing face."

"True, if you lose in private, it’s not embarrassing, but to be defeated at the Martial Arts Arena, you could be ridiculed for a lifetime, discredit the family, and bring shame to the ancestors."