Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 272 - 172 Failure

Chapter 272: 172 Failure

After a long while, he joined his hands in obeisance, smiling and said, "Now, if you put her back into the room, collect your companion’s bodies, and then both of us pretend nothing has happened, how about that?"

Fang Zhixing replied solemnly, "I will defer to the senior’s decision."

He stepped forward, lifting the woman in the bedsheet in his arms. The moment he touched the bedsheet, he felt it loosen slightly, a nearly imperceptible force surging through his arms and into his limbs and bones.

Fang Zhixing only felt a pain in his heart. It lasted just a moment, and soon the pain disappeared as if it had been an illusion.

He frowned slightly, and without any change in expression, lifted the woman in the bedsheet and turned back.

Soon, he arrived below the attic.

The ground was soaked with fresh blood. Three bodies lay there; one was lying down, another kneeling, and another was horrifically disemboweled.

Fang Zhixing didn’t see Wei Zhishan’s body, and he didn’t search thoroughly, but went straight back to the second floor and put the woman back on the bed.

Then he went downstairs and collected the three bodies.

Before long, he found the fourth body in a nearby alley.

Fang Zhixing picked up the four bodies, looked around, but saw no sign of the bald monk.

He walked out of the winery, scaled the wall, and escaped.

Soon, he returned to where the horses were.

Xigou ran out, and upon seeing the bodies of the Wei brothers, he was momentarily breathless and exclaimed in shock, "What happened?"

Fang Zhixing replied expressionlessly, "Frequent walks by the river make wet shoes inevitable. Today’s just not my lucky day!"

He placed the bodies on the four horses, secured them with ropes, and linked the four horses together, tethering them to his own horse.

Fang Zhixing mounted his horse and with a shout of "Drive," he rode off swiftly.

As he galloped...

Riding the horse, Fang Zhixing was jolted along the way, his chest feeling increasingly stifled and faintly painful.

Suddenly, Xigou smelled something, turned his head sharply to look at Fang Zhixing, and yelled, "You’re bleeding!"

Fang Zhixing touched his nose, and blood was flowing profusely from both nostrils.

His eyes started to fail him, one moment clear, the next blurry, and blood incessantly streamed from the corners of his eyes.

"Wow~"

Fang Zhixing suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood and clutched his chest, his expression one of agony.

His heart was in excruciating pain!

It was a heart-piercing, heart-devouring pain!

It felt as though in that moment, his heart was being torn into thousands of pieces.

"That eerie monk, he really didn’t spare me..."

Fang Zhixing gritted his teeth and continued to drive his horse forward at full speed.

Seeing this, Xigou anxiously yelled, "What are you doing? Get some treatment quick!"

Fang Zhixing, indifferent, merely urged his horse on fiercely.

After a while!

Fang Zhixing finally couldn’t hold on any longer, his consciousness became somewhat blurred, and his body felt as if it had fallen apart, completely devoid of strength.

Suddenly, he plunged forward, crashing heavily to the ground.

His right foot got caught in the stirrup.

The horse continued to gallop wildly, dragging Fang Zhixing along.

"Ouch!" Xigou, frantic with worry, followed beside Fang Zhixing, barking loudly.

Suddenly, they ran past someone.

Xigou was startled, looked back, and saw it seemed to be a bald man, standing ghost-like under the chilly moonlight.

But in the next instant, the figure gradually faded, then completely disappeared.

"Amitabha, all is well~"

A joyful voice spread far and wide, echoing through the woods for a long while before it finally ceased.

"What the hell?"

Xigou, utterly bewildered, couldn’t help feeling panicked.

Just like that, some time passed!

As Fang Zhixing teetered on the brink, he had barely a breath left.

Suddenly!

He opened his eyes, slapped the ground with one hand, his body springing up, then he mounted his horse again.

"Crisis averted..."

Fang Zhixing heaved a deep sigh of relief, looked back, his face still haunted by the scare.

Man, that was a close call!

Seeing this, Xigou, puzzled, said, "It’s because of that bald man!"

Fang Zhixing responded, "It appears an unparalleled master is hidden within the Yan Family Winery. I merely triggered a trap he set, and my heart was shattered."

Xigou, terrified and shocked, exclaimed, "That’s outrageous! Could the opponent be a Nine Ox Realm warrior?"

Fang Zhixing, with a gloomy face, rode away gradually.

About an hour later, he turned into a forest, chose a spot, and punched down fiercely.

Bang!

A large hole suddenly appeared on the ground.

Fang Zhixing placed the bodies of the Wei brothers into the hole and buried them.

Following that, he used a Second Level Treasure Saber to carve a piece of wood, on which he engraved a line of text and planted it at the head of the grave.

"Alas, may you rest in peace,"

Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

To tell the truth, he was quite satisfied with the professional conduct of the Wei brothers.

They were extremely professional!

Unfortunately, this time both Fang Zhixing and their luck had been too bad!

"All day long shooting at geese, only for the geese to peck out one’s eyes."

Fang Zhixing curled his lips and looked up at the stars, feeling completely exhausted in both body and mind.

Seeing this, Xigou quickly asked, "Are you going back, or are you going to run away now?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head, "The timing isn’t right yet; why run away now?"

Xigou continued, "You’ve lost four subordinates and the mission has also failed, yet you’re unharmed. How do you plan to explain this when you get back?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "That’s just a minor issue. Keji is surely more concerned about that bald monk, not exactly how I failed."

Xigou thought about it and felt there was some truth in it.

Fang Zhixing saw things from a different perspective.

A man and his dog returned to the county on horseback.

Soon, under the cover of night, Fang Zhixing hurried back to Yixiang House and walked briskly into the study.

At that moment, Hongye was asleep in a chair, having waited the whole time for Fang Zhixing’s return.

"Master!"

Hongye rubbed her eyes and stood up to greet him. Upon seeing Fang Zhixing’s dirty and disheveled appearance, her sleepiness vanished instantly.

She asked in astonishment, "What happened here?"

Fang Zhixing sighed deeply and said in a low voice, "There was an unexpected incident; the mission failed."

He immediately sat down at the desk and picked up a writing brush.

Hongye helped him grind the ink.

"At Yan’s Winery, there was a bald monk guarding it, his strength at least of the Nine Ox Realm; all four Wei brothers were killed; I barely escaped with my life; the mission failed."

Flap, flap—

The carrier pigeon flew out of the window and vanished into the vast night, soon turning into a dot.

...

...

Navy Camp, late at night!

The night had deepened, a carrier pigeon descended from the sky, landing on Aunt Leng’s arm.

Aunt Leng removed the scroll and glanced at it casually, but then her eyes suddenly narrowed.

She examined the contents of the scroll closely, her breathing momentarily halted.

A moment later...

Aunt Leng stood in front of a large bed.

Keji and Dong Minzhu sat on the bed, looking at the contents of the scroll with different expressions on their faces.

Aunt Leng slowly said, "We learned that Tian Taixing is quite fond of Yan Hongtao and intends to marry her, but due to their different social statuses, Tian Taixing can only take Yan Hongtao as a concubine, which she is not willing to accept.

Therefore, we planned to kidnap Yan Hongtao to disrupt Tian Taixing and make him embarrass himself at the Qinghe Martial Arts Tournament.

"Just we didn’t anticipate ..."

Dong Minzhu scraped her long hair back and responded, "The idea was indeed good but how could such a small Yan’s Winery have a bald monk of the Nine Ox Realm?"

Keji chuckled and pondered, "This monk must like drinking and doesn’t shy away from killing. If I’m not wrong, this person is very likely the ’Breaking Precepts Evil Monk.’"

"Is it him?!"

Dong Minzhu could not help but be amazed, looking sideways and clicking her tongue, "How could that evil monk appear in our Qinghe County?"

Keji got up and dressed, "The only explanation for the Breaking Precepts Evil Monk appearing in Qinghe County is that he was invited by the Inspector Tian Heyi. This is a major issue; I must go immediately to see the Prefectural Governor."

...

...

The next morning, it was very windy, and it began to rain.

Fang Zhixing was awakened by the sound of rain, turned over, and went back to sleep for a while longer.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up again, then got dressed and got out of bed.

He came down from the second floor to the study.

"Master, you’re awake!" Hongye smiled gently.

Fang Zhixing asked, "Has there been any reply?"

Hongye shook her head, seemingly understanding Fang Zhixing’s thoughts. She quickly said, "If the young master and the lady intended to punish you for this mission’s failure, you would have already received the result of such punishment by now. The fact that nothing has come only means they don’t hold you responsible."

Fang Zhixing’s mouth curled slightly in a silent, rueful laugh.

Actually, that wasn’t what he was asking.

Even if Keji was displeased with him, he wouldn’t punish him now, especially when he was needed.

If there were to be a punishment, it would wait until after the Qinghe Martial Arts Tournament!

Fang Zhixing was just curious about who this bald monk really was.

With the information channels that Keji controlled, he probably had already investigated by now.