Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 873 - 92: Weak, Helpless, and Hungry (1/2)

Chapter 873 -92: Weak, Helpless, and Hungry (1/2)

The knocking sound was rhythmic and restrained, as if the person did not want others to know, trying to conceal themselves as much as possible.

The timing was quite ingenious.

At the end of the hour of Si, close to noon, the corridor was empty, with no one around.

A chance.

A thought flashed in Xu Sixing’s mind.

Although his martial arts had been abolished, his vast experience had not eroded, allowing him to make a judgment based on the discovery immediately, and then hope rose again.

He understood the current situation, knowing that if ‘Qiong Qi’ did not want to face punishment, and still wanted to inherit the ancestor’s title, this mission could not fail. At the very least, he could not be left here alone.

In fact, it would be simpler to silence him, thus eliminating the risk of leaking secrets.

But Xu Sixing instinctively dismissed this thought.

As long as Qiong Qi came, he had something in his hand that would force Qiong Qi to rescue him. Even if it wasn’t Qiong Qi who came, the situation couldn’t be worse than it was now.

What could be more tragic than having one’s martial arts abolished and falling into the hands of a deadly enemy?

None.

At this point, anything that came was good.

Three breaths later, Xu Sixing’s thoughts changed.

Wang Anfeng opened the door and greeted with a skilled, yet somewhat complicated nod. A figure flashed inside as Xu Sixing, whose martial arts had been abolished, only saw a black shadow swiftly disappear and then reappear in the room, bringing a chill. The face was cold, with a long, narrow single-edged thin sword at the waist.

Xu Sixing’s face twitched slightly, recognizing the person by the sword.

One of the famous arrest officers in Heaven Capital City, ranked eighteenth, Tie Lin.

Known for a righteous and harsh character, his swordsmanship, originating from beyond the realm, reached the Transformative Realm, with a ruthless hand, yet leaving the most survivors.

Xu Sixing knew that if such a fierce person like him fell into the Ministry of Punishment, it would involve severe torture. Truly, death would be a relief, especially since it was those best at torture in the Heaven and Earth. Even with Xu Sixing’s character, he felt dizzy at the moment.

In all under Heaven! In the Jianghu!

Is there a worse situation than having one’s martial arts abolished and falling into the hands of a deadly enemy?

It certainly is having one’s martial arts abolished and falling into the hands of two deadly enemies.

Xu Sixing’s mouth twitched, his heart dark.

Tie Lin avoided the crowd and, as soon as he entered, saw Xu Sixing had already woken up. His eyes brightened slightly, but his face remained stern. He looked up at Wang Anfeng and said, “How are his injuries?”

Wang Anfeng replied, “Basically stable. Although his vitality isn’t thriving, his life is not in danger. But I fear that after waking, he might feel humiliated and bite his tongue to commit suicide, so, I dislocated his jaw, just in case.”

Tie Lin nodded, seemingly indifferent about tongue-biting suicide. Entering Heavenly Prison in Heaven Capital City, death or unconsciousness was quite a luxury. When he first visited, he was worried about the potential awkwardness from previous misunderstandings when meeting each other, but now with Xu Sixing as a buffer, he became more natural in behavior.

He walked forward leisurely, one hand on the sword, thumb pushing out an inch of its blade, prepared for any violent outburst Xu Sixing might feign. His left hand extended, cautiously tapping on acupuncture points like Yumen and Fengxue before straightening his right palm and placing it on Xu Sixing’s shoulder.

A thread of Qi Mechanism entered his body, coursed through the meridians, perceiving the gradually recovering vitality. Tie Lin exhaled slightly, nodded, and said, “I see, indeed, he has recovered.”

“Such burn-like injuries can be dealt with by a coroner in the Ministry of Punishment.”

“After obtaining some information, a letter will inform you, or you can visit the Ministry of Punishment yourself, medical skills can be useful.”

“Medical skills can be useful?”

“Yes, to sustain life.”

Wang Anfeng’s heart stirred, then guessed that he should not be wrong in going to the Ministry of Punishment, but sustaining life seemed like Tie Lin was scaring the other party. He showed no unusual expression on his face, smiled, and said:

“If I have leisure time, I will naturally go.”

“Consider it practice.”

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Tie Lin said, “I must thank Mansion Master Wang for the aid.”

In his speech, he was quite polite. After speaking, thinking of something, transferring the sword from his right hand to the left, he took a folded letter from his bosom and handed it to Wang Anfeng, saying:

“This is from Wuxin to you.”

“The content you inquired about last time is on it.”

Wang Anfeng first blanked, then reacted, took it, opened it for a brief glance, browsed through the many pastry names, then lightly coughed, swiftly tucked the letter back into his bosom, and said solemnly:

“Hmm, thank you.”

The voice paused slightly, at this moment, both Wang Anfeng and Tie Lin had a feeling as if they were at a crime scene. The two culprits seemed to have a subtle feeling of exchanging goods in front of the victim, but neither mentioned it.

Wang Anfeng lightly coughed, changing the topic, and said:

“By the way, why hasn’t Wuxin come? I thought he would come personally…”

After saying this, he felt something was amiss, feeling that his words seemed to imply that Tie Lin wasn’t willing to come, especially after the previous misunderstanding between them, which could easily lead to misinterpretation.

Sure enough, Tie Lin fell silent suddenly, took a long time before exhaling a long breath, closed his eyes, and said: “Wuxin junior brother has been overseeing Liangzhou City’s matters recently, busy with official affairs, so his schedule is quite packed.”

“Moreover… moreover, that young lady went to find him today.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Anfeng understood, recalling the noblewoman from Baiyue Country he met on Mid-Autumn Day. Though her demeanor was not like the gracefulness of Great Qin women, she possessed a charming toughness, with features that naturally stood out, especially her eyes, which were larger than those of ordinary women, making her appear even more lively.

With a beauty accompanying him, Wuxin had no reason to come looking for him. It seemed that the noblewoman planned to go to Heaven Capital City but hesitated to leave, seemingly because of Wuxin.

Wang Anfeng couldn’t help but smile internally, seeing Tie Lin’s expression, his curiosity piqued, suddenly he spoke:

“May I ask, arrest officer’s age…”

“I am already thirty-two.”

“Uh… can I ask if the arrest officer has family?”

“Are you married? How are your children?”

“Next time I enter the Capital City, I can bring some gifts for meeting.”

Then followed a long silence, Tie Lin looked at Wang Anfeng, and said with a touch of melancholy:

“Wang Mansion Master, the Divine Martial Mansion seems not to manage the Ministry of Household Affairs…”

“Moreover, a man stands in the world with a three-foot sword, one should think of serving the country loyally and glorifying the empire. Now, with unfinished achievements, why bother with such trivial matters?!”

Just as Wang Anfeng felt a realization rising with some embarrassment, someone knocked on the door from outside, then the clear voice of Dongfang Ximing sounded:

“Brother, it seems someone has arrived?”

“I’ve brought some tea and snacks.”

Wang Anfeng relaxed a bit internally, feeling grateful for Ximing’s arrival, which broke the awkward atmosphere. He wondered why his usually calm self had suddenly asked such questions.

Could it be a slight attempt to vent previous grievances and resentment?

The wooden door was not locked inside; when Dongfang Ximing knocked, she had already opened it slightly, then came in casually. But at this moment, an unexpected scene occurred suddenly.

The limp Xu Sixing suddenly sprang up, then without exerting his limbs, like some Exotic Beast, rushed toward the door. Despite lacking a Qi Mechanism, his hand and foot tendons were snapped, yet there were martial arts in the world that did not require limb strength.

He was very close to the door, and with this deliberate outburst, immediately approached, intending to seize Dongfang Ximing as a hostage. Xu Sixing’s face, though dark and ashen, did not change its sinister expression, which instantly brought back the darkest memories to the defenseless girl’s eyes.

Dongfang Ximing’s body stiffened suddenly, terror evident in her expression.

Xu Sixing sneered and pounced, even if he had to endure two attacks from behind, he would rather try, having fought so far in Jianghu, surrendering was not an option for him.

Dongfang Ximing’s body trembled lightly as she came back to her senses, then screamed out of fear, instinctively trying to prevent him from approaching her. In such moments, anything held in hand would be thrown as if clinging to a life-saving straw.

She possessed superior Inner Strength inherently, but lacked the skills to use it, and Inner Strength required gradual cultivation; holding a thought, she couldn’t grasp it, flowing like water through gaps.

At this moment, amidst sheer panic, her Inner Qi overflowed, surging mightily, coursing through her arm muscles.

She held a wooden tray used by inn servants to serve dishes, painted deep red, quite heavy, about three to five pounds, with hard edges, protruding half a finger above the tray, akin to a blunt weapon. With full force, she swung it, the tray enveloped in Vigorous Qi, producing a muffled sound, heavily hitting Xu Sixing’s face.

Xu Sixing felt his consciousness vacate, distancing from the world.

He felt the world spinning, the room retreating backward.

Wang Anfeng raised his Sword Finger.

Tie Lin’s Thin Sword had already been unsheathed from his waist.

Both remained silent, watching the ferocious Xu Sixing being struck by the wooden tray wielded by a petite girl, seeing Xu Sixing’s cheeks quivering, a series of ripples spreading from left to right cheek, pausing for a moment, then like a heavily struck polo ball, rotating in mid-air in a rather subtle manner, crashing into the wall.

Cracks lined the wall.

The just-awakened Xu Sixing fell into a coma.

Dongfang Ximing screamed further, on the verge of tears, then clutching the wooden tray like a threatened, fragile girl, choking and sobbing, turned and ran into another room. Shortly thereafter, the comforting voices of Lin Qiaofu and Lv Baiping could be heard.

Wang Anfeng glanced at Xu Sixing, Tie Lin checked the wall cracks.

The two fell into tacit silence.

PS: Here’s the first update for today… hmm, three thousand words.

Hoping to ensure two updates daily henceforth, one around noon and one in the evening…, for convenient reading, hope.

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