## Chapter 1252: The Spread of Silk (Part 2)

"...The young master of the Beiwei Army, Young Hero Sun has sparred with him before. Since last year, relying on his martial prowess, he and his sister have become somewhat arrogant in the city... The people on the streets have suffered for a long time... Originally, everyone thought that since he was used to being arrogant, he would be beaten to death someday, but this matter is even more vicious than beating him to death... It will make him wish he were dead..."

Beside the Golden Silver Bridge, the river flowed quietly.

"...The matter only happened recently, but those who heard about it in private are in an uproar... On the surface, this young master is immoral and killed a little girl while riding his horse, which cannot be washed away... In secret, many people who know the truth say that it must be a setup by Chen Shuangran... To be honest, some underworld figures who have connections with Chen Shuangran have also tacitly agreed... Young Hero Sun, this little bitch is powerful, she's used to framing and planting evidence, and now her methods seem even more like that... inner demon."

In the flowing lights, Ning Ji looked at the Fish King opposite him.

"In other words, it's just rumors."

"...This matter has only just happened, how can there be real evidence for people to seize... But this isn't the first time Chen Shuangran has done these things. Two months ago, there was the matter of Zhong Ergou in Houguan County. How did it happen? Later, everyone on the streets knew it clearly, but she did it beautifully. Even the officials lost their teeth and had to swallow the bitterness..."

"...This time, it's Houguan County again, and such a situation... Young Hero Sun, you see, His Majesty... the Emperor, held a banquet on the first day of the month, saying he wanted to divide the rebellious forces. On the afternoon of the first day, Chen Shuangran began to kill officials. In the evening, the government counterattacked, and on the evening of the second day, Ni Po killed Song Xiaoming... This afternoon, the forbidden troops were dispatched, saying they were going to search the entire city. As a result, the young master immediately ran into this major trouble... Now everyone outside is saying that this woman is hitting back while defending, not falling behind, and is extremely ruthless."

The Fish King said in a low voice, also looking at the little demon opposite him. He originally wanted to see if the other party would be happy about Yue Yun's matter, but the face opposite him only showed a faint mockery, with no other expression.

"...Young Hero Sun, it's not that I'm shirking responsibility. My reputation as the Fish King can of course barely allow me to talk to these water bandits, but after this matter spreads, Chen Shuangran's reputation will become even greater... Now, among the big figures inside and outside the city who are plotting rebellion, who can not support this woman? I think Master Pu and Alliance Leader Cao have been completely suppressed by her... It just so happens that I said I would see her within a day, she may not be able to spare the time to arrange this matter properly..."

He said at the end, naturally hoping that the other party could grant him a few more days, but after he finished speaking, the young man opposite him only smiled coldly.

"...Yue Yun, that little dog, has shit for brains. Without his sister protecting him, of course he will be framed. But Fish King, you think this matter is more serious for Yue Yun than killing him, so why is that?"

"It's..."

"Because Yue Yun, that little dog, claims to be a good person... Being framed, planted with evidence, and running over a little girl to death, of course he will be desperate, more painful than killing him. Fish King, do you have a daughter?"

"...Ah?"

"Bring her over, and I'll run her over to death on the spot. Are you the one who'll be uncomfortable, or me?"

The young man looked at him coldly. The Fish King's gaze shifted with difficulty, and after a moment, he lowered his head: "Young Hero Sun, this matter..."

"I think... you see that little bitch Chen Shuangran is very fierce, and you seem to look down on me a little. Fish King, why don't you find Chen Shuangran after you find her, and let her frame me too? Let's see who will be soft-hearted? Who will wish they were dead!?"

He said at the end, his gaze fierce, his anger gradually rising. The Fish King also had his days of youthful vigor, and understood that he had finally said the wrong thing just now. These kinds of evil masters were bound to assert their authority when they felt that someone was deviating from their path. He quickly waved his hands to explain, and amidst his mumbling, the young man finally turned his gaze elsewhere.

"Tomorrow, if there's no news... it's best for your whole family to be able to run away."

"Yes, yes... We won't run... We won't run..."

The Fish King looked miserable, and after a few words of explanation, he got up helplessly. As he turned to leave, he heard the other party say another sentence.

"By the way, Yue Yun has made such a big mess, how is he behaving? And what is the government doing?" Perhaps because of the conflict with Yue Yun, his words finally carried a bit of pleasure.

The Fish King pondered for a moment.

"...Yue Yun, the word on the street is that he is really in despair. He took the little girl to the clinic, and afterwards, he was like he had lost his soul. When his sister came, onlookers saw him hit himself many times, but then no one knew what happened... The government isn't handling this matter well, but after that Miss Yue arrived, they heard that she directly put Yue Yun in shackles and took him to jail..."

"This Yue Yun is afraid he's going to commit suicide in jail." The young man seemed to laugh gloatingly.

"Yes, but his sister is powerful, she put him in heavy shackles, firstly to show others, and secondly, probably also to prevent this Yue Yun from ending it all... But this matter is big, there are many articles behind it, the government can't smooth it over..."

"I know... Come and tell me if there's any news."

"Yes."

The Fish King nodded in agreement, sighed and left. After he left, Aunt Pang came over like a mother hen: "Young Hero Xiao, that Fish King... is he also afraid of you?"

"What Young Hero Xiao, Young Hero is Young Hero, where am I small? And where did you see that he was afraid of me?"

"Oh, wasn't he afraid of you just now when he talked to you like that?"

"Hmph... Do you know who he is?"

"Who doesn't know? They say he was fierce when he was young, hacking around with a knife, and killed people..."

"Then aren't you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you..."

"...I saw him sleeping with his daughter-in-law, that's why he's afraid of me..."

"—Ah???"

Joking around, he paid for the rice cakes, and Ning Ji returned to his stall. He picked up a string of beads and sat down, greeting Gui Tai Alliance's Chen Hua, who was passing by, with a normal expression. Afterwards, he looked at the pedestrians on the street, playing with the beads, his expression as usual.

Many threads are gathering towards here.

Since he decided to investigate the whereabouts of Zuo Xingzhou a few days ago, some arrangements have been effective, but he doesn't know if Zuo Xingzhou is still alive...

It's already late, and everything is slow, but he can only wait.

Yue Yun's matter was unexpected. That muscular kid who spouted garbage would have been a good friend on the battlefield, and he was a worthy opponent. Originally, he wanted to have a hearty battle after things were settled, but he didn't expect that he would fall into a trap so quickly, and such a trap at that.

Two months ago, Zhong Ergui was also framed in this way. Of course, even further back was the frame-up he suffered in the Southwest. Yue Yun is even more miserable. If that little girl lost her life, someone with his temperament probably wouldn't be able to forgive himself, and wouldn't even have the chance to leave Fuzhou and travel the world.

Inner demon? This bitch here has all her thoughts on these dirty things, and she probably feels complacent. A gentleman can be deceived by righteousness? She doesn't know that when she forces someone not to be a gentleman, how miserable she can be. For example, himself, he will no longer be a gentleman.

He almost lost his temper at the Fish King, but fortunately, he still had the calmness left over from long-term training, and his choice of words didn't reveal too much.

On the other hand, he also basically reached a conclusion as to who ordered the group of women who suddenly came tonight. He could even faintly feel that some things were about to bear fruit...

As for the government...

After what happened tonight, the underworld figures in the city won't let it go...

Should he go find Zuo Wenxuan and discuss with him, and offer some reminders...

The string of beads was being slowly and smoothly played with in his hand at a fixed frequency, and even the sound of his heartbeat and the flow of blood were echoing it. In the night market, the young man looked at the crowd, occasionally looking left and right, occasionally standing up to greet passing customers, but he didn't put down the string of beads for a moment. Not many people knew that in this seemingly normal scene, the young man's state was reaching its peak, like he was on the battlefield.

He was waiting for something to appear.

It was almost halfway through Hai Hour (9-11 PM), and he packed up the items on his stall and tidied up the carriage. At this time, many people in the night market had already returned home. The Fish King's figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the street. He looked relaxed and ran towards him.

"Young Hero Sun, Young Hero Sun..."

Ning Ji was a little surprised, but when the Fish King got closer, he excitedly began to tell him something. Ning Ji listened coldly, and after a moment of silence, nodded.

"If tomorrow... things really happen... if you can live, I'll protect you."

"Of course, of course..."

The Fish King excitedly wanted to help pack up the stall, but Ning Ji waved him away. He packed up the carriage himself and harnessed the horse. Sure enough, the clues were converging. The information that the Fish King suddenly brought was a bit beyond his expectations.

He led the carriage and left Silver Bridge Ward.

Not far away, two figures appeared on the side of the road, precisely Yu Hezhang and Meng Biao.

The street was dim, and Meng Biao held a lantern. Yu Hezhang came over and greeted him with cupped fists.

"Young Brother Sun," he said. "We brothers have something important to discuss with Young Brother Sun."

"Speak."

"Please, Young Brother Sun, come this way." Yu Hezhang moved closer and whispered, "My master intends to meet with the young hero in person."

"Is it necessary?"

"In any case, please spare some time to meet. If there is any unpleasantness afterwards, we brothers will definitely not disturb you."

Ning Ji led the carriage and followed the two men towards a side path.

In the darkness, one of the fruits was growing.

Taking advantage of the three days of confrontation with the imperial court, from Yue Yun's framing case, Chen Shuangran's prestige among the rebels had soared to far exceed that of her companions. Another group couldn't sit still, but they ran to recruit him first, indicating that their strength was indeed low, or that they were also present when Ni Po's incident occurred yesterday.

"By the way, where's Young Hero Long?"

"He went to deal with Ni Po's matter, and besides, my brother has always looked down on your side a little..."

"Hehe, it's true that we don't understand each other well enough, but it's a pity that Young Hero Long isn't here today... If we could meet..."

The two sides exchanged a few words and turned several small streets. The street ahead was completely dark, and the surrounding residents had basically fallen asleep. Afterwards, Ning Ji saw faint lights lit up by the side of the road.

Some people struck flints and lit the lanterns in their hands. When the orange-yellow lights rippled out, the surrounding trees and the figures in the lights gradually appeared, which seemed quite intimidating.

A middle-aged man appeared under the crowd's support and walked towards here. He smiled and cupped his fists: "Young Hero Sun, long time no see. My surname is Pu..."

Leading the carriage, Ning Ji also smiled.

On the side, Yu Hezhang and Meng Biao were also smiling, preparing to say some polite words to make the following events more atmospheric and impressive.

The two sides approached within two zhang.

In the lights, on the street that seemed peaceful, in the next moment, there was thunderous rumbling and surging waves. In everyone's eyes, the young man's figure took a step, and his shadow, like a ferocious and expanding tiger, stretched out into the heavens and earth of the street—

His steps were too fast, leaving only afterimages in the bright places, followed by a chilling sound of breaking wind. The huge murderous aura and the sense of power rushing out of the darkness seized everything. The smile on Pu Xingu's face hadn't faded, and beside him, a strong wind rose. Someone "ah—"ed, pushing with profound power, drawing his sword at the fastest speed!

Qian Dingzhong's long sword struck towards the darkness in front with all his strength.

Bang bang bang—

The ear-piercing explosion, the sparks of steel exploding into fierce arcs in the night from bottom to top, from front to back, Pu Xingu's front, the young man's afterimage of a lunge rushed forward, as if crossing the two zhang of space in an instant. He pushed aside Qian Dingzhong's sword light, broke through the darkness, pounced into the firelight, and then both hands spread out towards the high sky, pouncing towards Pu Xingu's chest like a demon god!

Bang! It fell down.

Yu Hezhang and Meng Biao in front, and the more than a dozen figures vaguely in the back, at this moment, not many people were able to react correctly.

The distance between Ning Ji and Pu Xingu was reduced to zero.

Pu Xingu had just begun to retreat, but death had firmly strangled him.

Even dragging him, crashing into Qian Dingzhong's sword.

On the fourth day after learning of Zuo Xingzhou's accident, the first fruit began to fall.

……

Pu Xingu was as if captured by a huge vortex, his figure being dragged and spun through the light illuminated by the fire and the darkness that intersected with it.

Qian Dingzhong's long sword was forced to retreat. On the side, people brandished spears and clubs to attack. A figure was kicked away, knocking down a companion wielding a knife next to him.

The young man's figure in the darkness only had a vague outline. He grabbed Pu Xingu, his fist techniques like lightning phantoms, raining down like a storm from Pu Xingu's head, side of his face, cheeks, neck, chest, waist ribs...啪啪啪啪啪. In the breath of darkness, Pu Xingu didn't know how many times he had been hit in the blink of an eye, and was even involuntarily dragged around in large circles like a windmill.

He was thrown towards Qian Dingzhong, the young man's figure rushed towards the side of the street. His steps were astonishingly fast. He snatched a long stick, whirled it with a whistling sound, knocked over three people, and then smashed the stick into countless wood chips on one person, before rapidly running along the weak points of the dozen or so thugs. Five or six figures were knocked to the ground by his impact.

No one could hold him back.

He rushed up the nearby tree trunk and climbed over the surrounding wall.

"Wait, wait..."

Someone shouted from behind.

"Stop, all stop..."

It was Pu Xingu, who had taken countless punches in the previous moment and should have died. He was supported by Qian Dingzhong, looking towards the figure on the side of the street.

The young man stood on the wall next to the big tree, looking down at the scattered "underworld" figures on the street in the faint moonlight. He had no murderous intent, only arrogance. As if they were completely different beings.

"...My family is a famous family in the Central Plains."

……

After waiting for a moment, everyone heard him speak on the wall.

"...My family is a famous family in the Central Plains, and for generations, they have been offerings and protectors of Manichaeism... I am fourteen years old, have achieved martial arts, and left Jianmen, and with the permission of my elders, I can travel the world... This time, going south to Fujian, firstly to broaden my knowledge, and secondly, to make a name for myself. The things you do could originally be discussed, but what are you? Shrinking back, sneaking around, for one or two days, daring to test me, to examine me? Just you few cats and dogs, looking for me to be a thug? You with the surname Pu, let me tell you here, if I wanted to kill you, just now, you would have died ten times over—"

His voice was not loud, but driven by Xuan Gong, it naturally and clearly fell into the ears of everyone present. Combined with the moonlight falling, there was a sense of sacredness, fierceness, and inviolability. Everyone saw him raise his chin.

"How is it? Are you at ease now? If you dare to sneak around in front of me again, for this reputation, I'll let all of you be buried—"

……

Everyone was shocked.

In the back of the crowd, Pu Xingu took a step forward, solemnly, and respectfully bowed.

His heart was surging.

He had finally met an extraordinary big figure.

(End of this chapter)