Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 305 - 188 Waves

Chapter 305: 188 Waves

Xigou suddenly remembered and replied, "That’s true, the first group who came to kill you recognized Green Peony, and she probably knew them too, but she was afraid of getting involved in the trouble, so she fled in advance."

Fang Zhixing fell silent for a bit, and after pondering said, "No matter what, Green Peony won’t show her face anytime soon."

"Even if the Shen Family finds her, the most valuable information she can provide is only about me taking along an extremely ugly and evil wolf as a rather noticeable characteristic,"

Xigou was initially startled, and couldn’t help but shudder, gasping, "Wait a minute, you’ve been always disguised, able to hide your tracks, but I’ve been completely exposed!"

He suddenly realized that if the Shen Family wanted to trace Fang Zhixing, they might start by tracking him.

Xigou immediately panicked, as he didn’t want to be targeted by a minor noble family.

"What should we do?"

Xigou was anxious, he could join Fang Zhixing for fun, but definitely not for risking his life.

One can have no bottom line as a person.

But definitely should have a sense of boundary as a dog!

"Afraid of what?"

Fang Zhixing chuckled indifferently, with disdain, "Did you forget that the ’Wolf Riders’ exist in this world, it’s not just me who travels with an evil wolf by their side."

He sneered, "If I were the Shen Family people, upon obtaining this clue, the first suspects I would think of would definitely be the Wolf Cavalry."

Xigou blinked, recalling the figures of those Wolf Cavaliers, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and awkwardly smiled, "Don’t look down on dogs, I’m not afraid of the Shen Family, I’m just worried that you might be exposed because of me."

Fang Zhixing pretended not to hear, continuing directly, "After we get back, just stay inside the Yixiang House and try not to reveal yourself."

"Okay!"

Xigou had no desire to come out anyway, and he happily agreed.

The man and the dog quietly left the Wind Thunder Camp under the cover of night, fading into the distance.

The night passed quickly.

Early in the morning, the sky was cloudy with rain.

A heavy downpour was falling, leaving puddles everywhere.

In the gloomy daylight, Wind Thunder Camp welcomed a new day.

Suddenly, disorganized and noisy footsteps came from all directions, breaking the tranquil morning.

A large number of Martial Artists in uniform white outfits surrounded Wind Thunder Camp aggressively, sealing off every exit, allowing entry but not exit.

Time slowly passed.

As dawn broke, a group of Hunters prepared to head to the Fourth Level Restricted Area to start their day’s hunt, only to suddenly discover the main gate was sealed, and no one was allowed to leave.

In an instant, the vast camp was plunged into chaos.

Soon after, without hesitation, the white-uniformed men killed some of the trouble-making Hunters.

Seeing the situation turn dire, the others quickly became obedient and dispersed, no longer daring to make noise.

Before long, a fast horse thundered into the Tingyu Pavilion.

The rider was a middle-aged woman dressed lavishly, with a dignified demeanor.

She dismounted and looked at the burnt remains of the two-story building, and fell to her knees in despair, digging through the ashes, crying out in a hoarse voice, "Zhiyue, my Zhiyue!"

Her heart-wrenching cries were stirring.

Soon, a tall and burly middle-aged man approached the woman.

His expression was extremely stern, with pupils that harbored a chilling darkness.

"Family Head, third lady!"

Another middle-aged man in white approached, knelt on one knee, and bowed deeply.

The people he greeted were none other than the Family Head of the Shen Family, Shen Yutang, and the third lady, Ruan Juanhua.

Shen Yutang spoke up, "Speak, what exactly happened?"

The man in white hurriedly said, "Last night, a servant rode to our home to report an incident at Tingyu Pavilion, so I immediately came to check. I found that everyone in the house had been killed, Lord Zhiyue was missing, and presumably perished in the fire."

During the conversation, he motioned with his hand, and immediately a servant in gray rushed forward, falling to his knees with a thud.

The servant, his face filled with panic, spoke tremulously, "Last night, my stomach was upset, so I went to the clinic for treatment and picked up some medicine. When I returned, I saw the house was on fire.

In a rush, I ran through the main gate but slipped in a pool of blood and fell over.

I quickly realized, the gatekeeper was dead at the door, and several Protectors were also dead, everyone was dead."

The servant grew more frightened as he spoke, covering his mouth, almost vomiting.

Shen Yutang interrupted, "Did you see my son Zhiyue’s body?"

"No!"

The servant shook his head, "The building where young master was located was the most severely burned, it had already collapsed when I returned."

Shen Yutang’s eyes welled with profound disturbance, hesitantly saying, "Perhaps, my son Zhiyue went out, he wasn’t a victim, he might have miraculously escaped."

The man in white lowered his head, clutching his wrists, "Family Head, I’ve already investigated, the young master did not go out last night."

"Husband, Zhiyue is already dead!"

Suddenly, the third lady spoke up, she had dug up a jade token and a broken sword from a pile of ashes.

"This jade token, Zhiyue always carried it with him, and this broken sword, it was also his weapon that he always held."

The third lady spoke more and more brokenly, her beauty fading, tears streaming down her face, her body couldn’t stop trembling, and suddenly both her eyes darkened, and she fainted.

Shen Yutang supported the third lady, instructing his servants to take her to rest.

He picked up the broken sword, glanced at the smooth break, his eyes involuntarily widening in shock, saying, "Such a smooth break, this is definitely a cut from a Third Level weapon!"

"A Third Level weapon?!"

The man in white was utterly taken aback.

Honestly, even as one of the eight minor noble families, the Shen Family only had a few Third Level weapons, not even enough to count on one hand.