Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 489 - 492: Ran Away

Chapter 489: Chapter 492: Ran Away

Before Uncle Wu could finish speaking, a person shouted loudly: "That Yan kid is here, let’s kill him together and avenge Er Lengzi."

With a sinister smile, Da Xiong followed suit and shouted: "Let’s charge together, kill that worthless trash, and avenge Er Lengzi."

"Ya..."

In an instant, over twenty people, holding hoes and sickles, rushed towards Yan Rufeng.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

A roar of anger echoed in all directions.

Director Wang leapt forward and stood in everyone’s way.

The crowd halted in their tracks upon seeing this.

"Who are you?" Da Xiong angrily pointed at Director Wang and questioned.

"If I told you who I am, you’d be scared to death."

At that moment, another burly man suddenly jumped out.

"Kid, Qingmang Martial Arts Hall is handling matters, irrelevant people should leave."

"What?"

Da Xiong exclaimed in shock: "You guys are from Qingmang Martial Arts Hall?"

"Stop wasting time and get lost!"

Da Xiong, however, grinned proudly.

"You must be called here by my cousin!"

"Who is your cousin?"

"Wu Bucheng!" Da Xiong replied, enunciating each word carefully.

Director Wang frowned, suddenly realizing something was off, and quickly approached Da Xiong.

"Where is Wu Bucheng?"

With his hands on his hips and his head held high, Da Xiong arrogantly said: "Tell me first, were you called by my cousin for help?"

Director Wang smiled.

"Yes, we were all called by Wu Bucheng."

"Haha..."

Da Xiong laughed heartily towards the sky: "My cousin is incredible, going all out against a mere worthless person!"

"Heh!"

Director Wang chuckled.

"But, your cousin didn’t tell us what to do!"

Da Xiong’s face changed, and he said sternly: "You don’t need to know what to do, just kill the worthless person behind you. I will properly thank you on my cousin’s behalf."

"Shut up!"

Director Wang roared in anger.

"Men, seize this kid immediately!"

Two burly men suddenly jumped out from behind Director Wang, rushed at Da Xiong, and immediately captured him.

"What are you doing? Don’t you know how formidable my cousin is?"

Despite Da Xiong’s roars and struggles, he couldn’t break free.

"Slap..."

A loud slap landed on Da Xiong’s face.

"How dare you hit me, you’re dead for sure."

Angry Da Xiong shouted towards the outskirts of the village.

"Cousin, what kind of people did you call, they even hit me."

"Woo uh~" Da Xiong had no idea that Wu Bucheng, hiding in the shadows, had left Qingshan Village immediately after seeing the people from Qingmang Martial Arts Hall, realizing the situation was wrong. No one knew where he had gone now.

Seeing Da Xiong shouting towards the village outskirts, Director Wang urgently called out: "Someone, quickly go outside the village and capture Wu Bucheng for me."

"Swish, swish~"

Two burly men drew their swords and rushed out.

The people of Qingshan Village were all stunned by the scene.

"Ahem..."

Uncle Wu, leaning on his cane, slowly walked out.

"May I ask if you are Director Wang Xiaolong of Qingmang Martial Arts Hall?"

Director Wang cupped his fist and said: "I am indeed Wang Xiaolong. May I know who you are from Qingshan Village, old man?"

"Director Wang, I am Wu Xianpu, the village head of Qingshan Village. May I ask why you are here in Qingshan Village?"

Wang Xiaolong smiled and said: "Uncle Wu, we are here to help the Zhao Family move."

"Which Zhao Family, is it Zhao Si’s house?"

"Specifically, it should be Zhao Xue’er’s house!" Wang Xiaolong smiled.

"Isn’t that Zhao Si’s house?"

Wu Xianpu paused and said: "Director Wang, you coming to help Zhao Family move is not our concern, but please release Da Xiong immediately."

Wang Xiaolong shook his head.

"I’m sorry, Uncle Wu, Da Xiong cannot be released!"

"Why?" Wu Xianpu questioned.

"Because he wants to kill Young Master Yan."

"Just because of that?"

Wang Xiaolong nodded.

"Heh!"

Wu Xianpu laughed.

"Director Wang, that Yan Rufeng killed Er Lengzi in our village. Doesn’t he deserve to die?"

Wang Xiaolong, with his hands behind his back, shook his head.

"Uncle Wu, you said Young Master Yan killed Er Lengzi, what proof do you have?"

Wu Xianpu waved his hand and called out behind him: "Bring Er Lengzi’s body here for Director Wang to see."

Soon, four villagers carried Er Lengzi’s body to Wang Xiaolong.

Wu Xianpu stroked his beard.

"Director Wang, please look at the sword wound on the deceased’s chest."

Wang Xiaolong glanced down and smiled: "Uncle Wu, this person was indeed killed by a sword piercing the chest. But what does this have to do with Young Master Yan?"

"It’s very much related!"

Wu Xianpu pointed his cane at Yan Rufeng.

"Our Qingshan Village has always lived in peace with the world. But ever since he arrived, the atmosphere of our village has changed completely. Of course, this alone doesn’t prove he killed Er Lengzi. However, no one in generations of our village has ever carried a sword, yet he, Yan Rufeng, has a sword."

"Heh!"

Wang Xiaolong sneered: "There are plenty of people in this world with swords, does that mean they all killed Er Lengzi?"

"Humph!"

Wu Xianpu snorted.

"Director Wang, I respect you as the director of Qingmang Martial Arts Hall. Please do not cover up for the murderer repeatedly, or I will report it to Lord City Lord and have you punished!"

"Haha..."

Wang Xiaolong laughed: "Uncle Wu, I think you’re getting senile. We martial artists never harm civilians. Even if there’s a conflict and someone gets killed, there’s no need to strike twice."

"What do you mean?" Wu Xianpu suddenly froze.

Wang Xiaolong paused and said slowly: "Besides the sword wound on the deceased’s chest, there’s another wound. Unless you look carefully, you won’t notice it. Apparently, that was not a fatal wound either. Therefore, Er Lengzi’s death has another culprit."

"How is that possible?"

Wu Xianpu shook his head, unwilling to believe Wang Xiaolong.

"Uncle Wu, if you carefully examine the wound, you’ll understand."

Wu Xianpu hurriedly squatted down and checked the wound on the body.

At this time, the men sent to find Wu Bucheng hurried back.

"Director, we searched for a long time at the village entrance and didn’t find Wu Bucheng, but we did find a bloody dagger."

"Bring the dagger here."

Wang Xiaolong took the dagger, sniffed it, then walked over to Wu Xianpu.

"Uncle Wu, if I’m not mistaken, the other wound on the deceased was caused by this dagger."

Wu Xianpu looked up at the dagger in Wang Xiaolong’s hand, his heart sinking and his pupils contracting.

"Director Wang, don’t talk recklessly. How do you know the other wound was caused by this dagger?"

Wang Xiaolong smiled: "The blood on the dagger hasn’t been wiped clean. I smelled it just now, and it has the scent of human blood."

Wang Xiaolong handed the dagger to Wu Xianpu.

"Uncle Wu, compare this dagger with the wound on the deceased and you’ll know."

Wu Xianpu took the dagger, compared it, and suddenly froze.

"Heh!"

Wang Xiaolong laughed.

"Uncle Wu, do you now believe me that Er Lengzi’s death has another culprit?"