Chapter 37

"Who's there?!!!"

Su Yi was greatly alarmed and hurriedly looked up, his heart already filled with fear.

He never expected that someone had been hiding on the roof beam all along. Who was this person? Friend or foe?

If it was an enemy, why would they ruthlessly kill the last two survivors?

If it was a friend, why didn't they help when he was injured, turning a blind eye?

But whether friend or foe, Su Yi could be certain of one thing: this person's martial arts skills were far superior to his.

After all, the four bandits working together could briefly match Su Yi, and even now, with only two left, Su Yi would need more than twenty moves to kill them... and this person had easily done it with just two chopsticks. Moreover, if not for his active intervention, Su Yi might never have discovered his presence!

In just a moment, countless thoughts raced through Su Yi's mind. His left hand was severely injured and couldn't be raised, and after the intense battle, his internal energy was only about half left. If the person had any ill intentions, it would be the most dangerous situation possible.

With a heart full of trepidation, he looked up and was immediately relieved!

On the roof beam lay an old beggar, his long face exuding authority. His clothes were patched and tattered, with a large gourd on his back and a green jade staff in his hand. He was eating a roasted chicken with great relish... but the most important thing was that this person was missing a finger!

Hong Qigong!!!

One of the greatest martial artists in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"! A world-renowned expert on par with Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen Sect! He never thought he would meet him here...

His heart, which had been in turmoil, instantly calmed down.

After all, Hong Qigong's integrity was as solid as modern currency, absolutely trustworthy.

Suddenly meeting a world-renowned expert he admired greatly, Su Yi's mood improved immediately. He smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "Disciple Yang Kang, a disciple of Master Qiu Chuji of the Quanzhen Sect, greets Elder Hong!"

"Oh? So you're Little Qiu's disciple..." Hong Qigong lightly landed, not stirring up any dust. He took a sip of wine and chuckled, "But how did you know the old beggar is the Hong Qigong who has never wrongfully killed a good person?"

Su Yi's face turned bright red, realizing that the old man had heard everything... This was embarrassing. Imagine saying very admiring things about someone behind their back, only to have them hear it directly. How shameful...

Seeing Su Yi's red face and inability to speak, Hong Qigong laughed heartily and said, "The old beggar has no intention of mocking you. I'm just curious how you know so much about the old beggar. Of course, if it's inconvenient, you don't have to say... After all, in terms of seniority, I'm your grandfather's generation, so I can't bully my juniors."

Su Yi laughed a bit awkwardly and said, "Junior is very interested in martial arts folklore and often sends people to gather information. Therefore, I know a lot more about these secrets than the average person... Junior knows that Elder Hong once cut off a finger to warn himself after greedily eating and causing a major mishap. Now, seeing how easily Elder Hong took the lives of those two bandits... well, there are many people with nine fingers and many skilled in martial arts, but the only person with nine fingers and such high martial arts skills, as far as I know, is Elder Hong! If I were to mistake you, then these two holes under my eyebrows would really be for breathing."

"Ha ha ha... You speak so comfortably!" Hong Qigong couldn't help but laugh heartily at Su Yi's reasoning. Although Su Yi hadn't flattered him, the underlying meaning of his words was full of admiration, and he had already spoken well of him before. This was all sincere, and his impression of this young man improved greatly.

In other words, his goodwill had skyrocketed.

Hong Qigong stepped forward, grabbed Su Yi's left arm, and said, "Come, let the old beggar take a look at your injuries!"

"Thank you, Elder."

While examining Su Yi's left hand, Hong Qigong said, "The old beggar came here yesterday to handle some matters. I was hungry in the middle of the night, and this small town only had this one inn. I thought I'd go to the kitchen to get something to eat. Unexpectedly, I overheard the inn's servants planning to kill a fat sheep. Hey... when the old beggar heard this, how could I stand by and do nothing? So I stayed here overnight..."

As he spoke, Hong Qigong suddenly applied force to Su Yi's left arm, and there was a crisp crack.

"Ah...!"

Su Yi couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"It's fine now. Your hand was injured by that guy's hard training, but it will be fine after two days of rest."

Patting Su Yi's shoulder, Hong Qigong continued, "I was planning to save the fat sheep's life, but I didn't expect the fat sheep to be a Quanzhen Sect disciple. Hmph, they kicked a steel plate. They deserved to die here. You're right; after killing so many innocent people, they wanted to live a peaceful life? Good and evil will be repaid, it's just a matter of time!"

"So you were up there the whole time, Elder Qigong? You really are... " Su Yi's admiration for Hong Qigong was immense, having grown up listening to his stories. He couldn't help but call him "Elder Qigong," "Since you were hiding on the roof beam, why did you let me get injured? I really thought I was going to die here..."

"Hmph, you slippery kid, do you know I did it on purpose?" Hong Qigong said seriously, "To stand up for justice, you need capital. You have enough capital, but your opponent is not weak. That Iron-Arm Black Dragon was quite famous in the martial world over a decade ago. You foolishly tried to uphold justice, and when they gave you a way out, you didn't take it. If you really wanted to get rid of them, you could have found help later. But you insisted on fighting them head-on, which was truly foolish!"

"Oh... I see..." Su Yi suddenly understood, "Elder Qigong deliberately let me get injured to teach me a lesson, so that in the future, I would pay more attention to my own safety and not do things beyond my capabilities, right?"

"Well... not exactly..." Hong Qigong chuckled awkwardly, "How to put it... mainly, the chef's roasted chicken was really delicious. The old beggar was enjoying it, and from my observation, your skills were on par with Iron-Arm Black Dragon, and you were slightly better. I thought you would have a fierce battle, but you took care of him with just one move. I didn't react in time and didn't get a chance to help... hehe, anyway, you have great fortune, and it was just a minor injury, no big deal, no big deal!"

Su Yi's eyes widened in anger, "I thought so highly of you, Elder Qigong! You were so focused on eating that you forgot about me. The chef's roasted chicken was so good that you ignored my plight. If he had made a few more dishes, would you have helped them kill me?"

"Of course not..." Hong Qigong said with a serious face, but then, realizing he was in the wrong, he smiled and offered the half-eaten roasted chicken to Su Yi, "Here, but the roasted chicken really is delicious, try it?"

Su Yi's face was cold, but then he seemed to remember something and broke into a mischievous smile. He reached out, but instead of taking the chicken, he grabbed Hong Qigong's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Hong Qigong asked, puzzled.

"Nothing, Elder Qigong, do you know? This is the first time I've killed someone..."

"Hmm, you said that earlier, I heard it. What's the problem?"

Su Yi's mischievous smile turned into a pale, yet radiant grin, "So, my first kill was already disgusting enough, and you made me so upset. Now you dare to put food in front of me? You're asking for it!!! Ugh... ugh... ugh..."

The acid in his stomach couldn't be controlled, and it gushed out.

As Su Yi vomited, Hong Qigong, tightly held by Su Yi's hands, couldn't dodge. The large, pungent vomit splashed all over his patched but clean clothes.

"Ah... you little brat, are you trying to disgust me to death?!!!"

Hong Qigong's anguished cry echoed.

Following that, Su Yi's weak but happy, mischievous laugh could be heard.

"Who told you to ignore me when I was in trouble..."

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