Chapter 77

He Biqiu took a deep breath, unable to help but be moved by the scene.

"If we can confirm the target this time and you take charge of the operation, I cannot secretly support you. I must tell you in advance that if anything really goes wrong, I cannot take the blame for this matter," He Biqiu's expression was somewhat pained.

"I understand. If you were to take the blame, the Southern Rainbow would be finished. So, no matter what, we cannot involve you."

He Biqiu said solemnly, "Remember not to wrong the good people."

"As long as you approve, the operation can start at any time."

"The impact will be significant."

"I know. But first, it's a matter of national vengeance, and second, it's personal. The Great Qin should not be infiltrated; our brothers should not die in vain!"

"But it could also be a trap!" He Biqiu suddenly felt a tug at his heart and gritted his teeth.

"What do you mean?"

"These past few days, I have been investigating Doctor Feng's whereabouts with the Three Stars."

He Biqiu said calmly, "There are many strange signs in the city. The investigation of the Yan Kingdom spies by the Green Robes has been too smooth."

"Although Mr. Feng hasn't found anything, he has discovered that the current situation is not right, with hidden currents stirring. Your concerns are also what I am investigating, but there are no leads, only a vague indication pointing to the military."

He Biqiu was quite worried.

"If that's the case, then we cannot wait any longer."

"… Sigh, then it's settled. Be extremely careful."

"Thank you for your consideration, sir."

Wu Tiejun felt a great sense of relief. He bowed and turned to leave.

As he walked, his steps unconsciously became resolute and determined.

Watching Wu Tiejun leave, He Biqiu's eyes were deep and dark. After a long while, he sighed.

"These two fools!"

Wu Tiejun quickly walked to his team.

He was very clear in his mind.

Although the old man said he could not take the blame and could not support him, it meant that he was also suspecting the same target.

So he must personally control the situation from behind to prevent any major mishap.

…

That night.

Feng Yin, dressed in black and masked, quietly slipped out, like a wisp of smoke, and silently climbed onto his own Ironheart Hall.

He gathered his strength.

A branch of the Ironheart Hall bent slightly, and just as Feng Yin was about to leap, it suddenly snapped back.

Instantly, Feng Yin's figure disappeared into the vast night sky like a meteor.

He was launched by the Ironheart Hall.

Compared to his own jump, he gained more than twice the distance and his speed increased by more than half.

So far, there were four tasks that matched the Jun Tian Mirror, and Feng Yin chose two of them.

Because the Rainbow Heaven Cloak would definitely take action that night, and this action would likely result in casualties.

This was the information he had gathered from the conversation between Fei Xin and Wu Tiejun.

Feng Yin was worried.

He had never thought he would be like this, knowing that any rash move would expose his whereabouts, yet he could not control himself.

He did not want to see those passionate men fall in a pool of blood while avenging him.

After eliminating two targets, it was already midnight.

Feng Yin, like a black mist, quietly hid on a towering tree.

The dense branches and leaves completely concealed his body.

The moonlight was somewhat dim, with large clouds constantly passing by.

Sometimes the moonlight was cold, sometimes it disappeared, sometimes it was faint, and sometimes it suddenly shone brightly.

It seemed to indicate that the world would not be peaceful that night.

In the Green Robes Department of Yuezhou.

A low command was issued.

"Tonight, we will avenge Mr. Feng!"

Then came a整齐 but low and almost inaudible response: "Avenge!"

"Set out!"

Wu Tiejun led sixty people out quickly. After leaving, the group quickly split into three teams. Two teams flew up, one to the left and one to the right, like large birds, disappearing into the night.

The middle team walked on the ground, like a sharp long knife, advancing straight toward a certain direction in the city!

A few breaths after Wu Tiejun's team left, another sixty people gathered. Fei Xin's voice: "I will only say this once. If anyone lags behind, don't blame us for cursing their ancestors!"

"Curse their ancestors!" The sixty people responded in unison, chests out.

"Set out! Damn it!"

However, Fei Xin's team did not split up but maintained a single formation, heading in another direction, diving into the night.

In the city.

A large courtyard, with pavilions and terraces, exquisitely decorated, and a martial arts training ground. Around it were houses like military barracks, neatly arranged, with gardens and ponds, all complete.

It was clear that the owner had considerable power.

The owner was Wang Sanyuan's father-in-law, the military commander of Yuezhou.

Wang Sanyuan was originally just an ordinary officer, promoted by seniority. However, his father-in-law's family was wealthy, and after the marriage, it took only a few years to elevate Wang Sanyuan to his current position.

As the military commander, Wang Sanyuan was almost like a local emperor in Yuezhou.

The city's 30,000 troops, all major and minor military affairs, were decided by Wang Sanyuan alone.

Even the city lord's office could not directly command the army.

After all, the military and political systems were completely separate.

When Wu Tiejun and others learned that the Black Feather of the Great Goose Wing Hall would definitely take action, they easily deduced one thing: if there was an action, there must be experts coming, and the number of people would definitely be more than one!

Since they had been searching without success, there must be a protective umbrella in the city, covering them up.

Reversing the logic, this protective umbrella must be powerful, with considerable influence, and likely have a military background.

Wang Sanyuan's father-in-law was named Qian Wanjin.

It was said that only names could be wrong, but not nicknames. This father-in-law's name was not wrong at all. He was indeed as his name suggested, not only immensely wealthy but also quite heavy, weighing nearly a thousand pounds.

Exactly a thousand.

Five hundred and fifty pounds.

His imposing figure was terrifying, standing two meters tall, and with his weight, he was a massive, bloated mountain of flesh.

At this moment, Qian Wanjin was hosting a grand banquet, shouting and singing.

All the guests were close friends, all high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, and nobles of the city.

Everyone knew that Qian Wanjin was generous and never stingy with money, and his friends were as numerous as the people at the city gate.

If any martial artists were in trouble, as long as they asked, Qian Wanjin would never refuse and would certainly lend a helping hand; in the city, if anyone came to him, whether they were struggling, lacked funds, had a broken supply chain, or suddenly needed money for an emergency...

Qian Wanjin would lend a helping hand, helping to the fullest extent, ensuring that the person was completely taken care of.

Therefore, in Yuezhou, Qian Wanjin's prestige was extremely high, beyond imagination.

He truly lived up to the saying, "All under heaven are brothers, and the four seas are full of friends; the seats are always full, and the wine cups are never empty."

To better entertain his many friends, Qian Wanjin's estate had over thirty chefs.

More than the largest restaurant in Yuezhou.

In the banquet hall, fifteen tables were laid out.

All the prominent and influential figures in Yuezhou were gathered there.

And they had been there for several days.

Because Qian Wanjin was about to celebrate his birthday; for the next half month, he would host grand banquets.

The aroma of wine and meat wafted out to the treetops eighty meters away, making Feng Yin's mouth water.

"Being rich is really great!"

Feng Yin sincerely sighed.

Money, in any world, in any era, was the most swift and powerful means, capable of moving both ghosts and gods, not just in words.

In the middle of the tree, about thirty meters up, there was a sentry post. Three martial artists from Qian Wanjin's household were vigilantly watching the surroundings.

They had been very cautious.

But they still did not notice when Feng Yin had arrived in the dense branches above.

Feng Yin, hidden in the branches, swayed with the wind, leaving no trace, about forty meters from the sentry post below.

By now, he had a general idea of the entire Qian family estate's layout.

The terrain of the entire Qian family estate, like a 3D model, formed in his mind. Even the distribution of guards, the frequency of shifts, and the physical characteristics of the team leaders were clearly presented in Feng Yin's mind.

The only places he had not seen were the barracks-like rooms in the back and the large warehouse in the southwest, which were unknown and could cause unexpected changes.

He was now slowly descending.

He needed to eliminate this sentry post, both for himself and for Wu Tiejun's Green Robes team.

In Feng Yin's mind, Wu Tiejun and Fei Xin's plans were too reckless.

Some things were not about fairness, and some people could not be arrested just because you had evidence.

He descended about thirty meters.

He clung to a thick branch, staying still.

This distance was the best for making a move.

With just one leap, Feng Yin was confident he could take down the three guards simultaneously and silently.

But he needed a moment.

In his hand, he already held a small stone, waiting for the right moment.

Soon, a whistling sound arose. The most direct approach was the twenty men led by Wu Tiejun, walking toward the main gate. About a hundred meters away, in the night, they looked like ghosts and demons moving through the fog, faint and indistinct.

The three men on the tree immediately sensed something and turned to look.

At that moment, Feng Yin silently appeared behind them, his hands like the wind, striking the necks of the three guards, blocking their blood flow. The three guards' heads spun, and Feng Yin quickly twisted and gently pressed, causing their bodies to fall softly. Feng Yin swiftly caught them and quietly placed them in a corner, stacking them like a pile of logs.

No one knew, no one saw.

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