Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 265 - 169 Assistance

Chapter 265: 169 Assistance

A man and his dog returned to Yixiang House.

Hongye greeted them with a gentle smile and asked, "Master, did the mission go smoothly?"

Fang Zhixing nodded and replied, "Not bad."

Hongye wasn’t surprised and smiled, "After I reported that Ma Zhengming was injured, the lady of the house immediately selected four experts and sent them to support you."

Fang Zhixing’s eyebrows rose slightly as he asked, "Who are they?"

Hongye answered, "The four brothers from the Wei Family Manor, Wei Zhifeng, Wei Zhihuo, Wei Zhishan, and Wei Zhilin."

What a combination: the four brothers of wind, fire, mountain, and forest!

Fang Zhixing exclaimed in surprise, "What happened to the Wei Family Manor? Why have those four brothers fallen to the point of coming to me?"

Hongye explained, "Around two years ago, the Wei Family Manor found a mine. Unfortunately, their plans were not kept confidential, and the Ruan Family got wind of it and decided to stick a foot in the door.

But the Wei Family Manor felt the price offered by the Ruan Family was too low, practically robbery, so they secretly contacted other buyers.

To their surprise, the Ruan Family had been monitoring the Wei Family Manor all along, and upon discovering their furtive dealings, they were furious and immediately wiped out the Wei Family Manor.

The Wei brothers miraculously survived the ordeal and sought refuge under the Dong Family."

Again, the Ruan Family...

Fang Zhixing’s mouth curled into a smile as he nodded and said, "Have them come to the study to see me."

He returned to the study first, laid down his equipment, and sat down in a chair.

The servants brought tea and a fruit tray.

After a short while, Hongye led four robust-looking middle-aged men into the room.

Upon surveying them, Fang Zhixing noted that the four men were between thirty and forty years old, all sporting big beards, with fierce, round tiger-like eyes, and were rather burly.

The brothers shared one thing in common: they had sharp, ruthless gazes and looked extremely ferocious, as if their faces bore the words "I am a gangster."

"Greetings, Master!"

The Wei brothers knelt on one knee in unison, their demeanor quite respectful.

"All of you stand."

Fang Zhixing sipped his tea leisurely before asking, "What is the current strength of you four heroes?"

The eldest, Wei Zhifeng, quickly replied, "Master, among the four of us, the second brother has the highest talent, he has reached the Four Beasts Realm, while I and the third and fourth are in the Three Beasts Realm."

Fang Zhixing understood and curiously asked, "What cultivation technique do you practice?"

Wei Zhifeng replied, "Our Wei Family Manor’s ancestral martial arts ’Wei’s Nine-section Whip’ is from the Spiritual Ape Series Technique."

Fang Zhixing took a closer look but didn’t see any weapons on them.

Perhaps out of respect, they didn’t bring weapons when they came to see Fang Zhixing.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing nodded and smiled, "Now that you four brothers have come to me, you only need to complete some tasks to receive generous rewards—meat pills, cultivation techniques, and money, all for you to choose."

The Wei brothers lowered their heads and replied, "We are willing to labor like dogs and horses for the Master."

"Hmm, you may go now."

Fang Zhixing gestured, and Hongye immediately led the Wei brothers out of the study.

Afterward, Fang Zhixing had dinner and took a bath.

The night fell quickly, and darkness enveloped the sky.

Fang Zhixing lay in bed, relaxing his entire body, enjoying a massage service from Hongye.

Before long, they became tightly intertwined.

Thump thump~

Suddenly, a pigeon flew into the courtyard.

The flapping of its wings reached Fang Zhixing’s ears.

Hongye was startled and asked in surprise, "Another mission?"

Fang Zhixing had to pull himself together, got up, and went downstairs.

As expected, there was a pigeon perched on the window, cooing.

Upon closer inspection, Fang Zhixing noticed that the pigeon had a scroll tied to each leg.

Well, well!

Two missions at once.

Fang Zhixing hurriedly took down the scrolls and spread them open.

"By tonight’s hai hour, reach the ferry crossing sixty miles west of the city, ambush a merchant ship flying a rice-character flag, and kill everyone on board, burn the merchant ship."

"Before dawn, rush to the pavilion at the small hill one hundred and fifty miles west of the city, attack the young master of Miao Lianfang, Miao Qiutao, injuring or killing both are acceptable."

Fang Zhixing put down the two scrolls, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Damn it, I didn’t expect to have to work overtime again tonight."

His face darkened involuntarily, and he felt annoyed.

At that moment, many unpleasant memories from his past life surged uncontrollably to the forefront of his mind.

Xigou yawned, asking in puzzlement, "What’s the situation now, why are there so many orders all of a sudden, and every single one of them is time-sensitive and heavy-duty, requiring you to work overtime to complete?"

Fang Zhixing pondered, "These orders are very likely all closely related to the Qinghe Martial Arts Tournament."

Xigou was perplexed and clicked his tongue, "Isn’t the Qinghe Martial Arts Tournament a grand martial arts event? How has it turned into this mess?"

Fang Zhixing was not clear about the details.

After all, he had not yet reached that level and did not have access to the relevant information channels.

At this time, Hongye dressed and came downstairs.

Fang Zhixing instructed her, "Go wake up the Wei brothers, their arrival was timely as there’s an urgent task tonight."

Hongye understood and quickly went to call them.

Soon, Fang Zhixing and the four Wei brothers got ready and left Yixiang House through a secret passage, riding horses through the night and heading westward out of the city.

They hurried along the way and finally reached the sixty-mile mark before the hai hour.

Fang Zhixing surveyed the area and quickly spotted a ferry crossing on the bank of Qingshui River.

It was just a small, seemingly abandoned crossing.

There wasn’t a single boat by the ferry, but instead, a sunken ship was leaning into the water.

The cool moonlight reflected on the river surface, shimmering, peaceful, and remote.