Chapter 17 Shen Jianshu's Concerns

Shen Jianshu's worries were justified. Qiao Yu had indeed run into trouble.

Rewinding the timeline to ten minutes prior.

The shockwave from the collision of over a dozen Saint-ranked experts spread outwards, instantly dumbfounding Qiao Yu, who was rushing towards the scene.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

He couldn't possibly withstand such terrifying force, but turning back now was out of the question.

Qiao Yu silently dug a trench in the ground and laid down peacefully inside it.

Since he couldn't resist, he might as well enjoy it. Digging a pit beforehand would at least prevent him from dying without a burial.

He could only pray that his defense and super-thick health bar would allow him to survive this attack.

But the moment he came into contact with the shockwave, Qiao Yu realized he had been too careless!

The shockwave was mixed with more than a dozen different powers, but the most terrifying was a sword intent within, like a blazing sun!

"Ah!!!"

Qiao Yu screamed as his body was instantly riddled with holes by the sword intent!

Qiao Yu's health points began to plummet at an alarming rate. He felt utterly aggrieved. Was he going to die here for no reason?

No! He still had to find a way to go back and save Ma Benwei! He couldn't die here!

Qiao Yu stubbornly endured the violent impact and stood up! Large areas of his skin were burned, and there wasn't a single good patch of flesh left on his body.

Just then, someone behind him suddenly chopped him on the back of the neck.

"I can't believe it, another sneak attacker!"

Qiao Yu's eyes rolled back, and he passed out. In a daze, he vaguely saw a figure standing in front of him, shielding him from the violent shockwave.

For some reason, this person made Qiao Yu feel very close, with a father-like warmth.

At the same time, Ma Fei, who had just returned home, was also startled by the force.

Today, Uncle Fu didn't know what was going on, but he insisted on dragging him, along with Yang Xiangdi and Zhao Ziyue, out to buy new clothes, saying they were going to attend some banquet.

"Holy crap! What's going on? Are aliens invading Kaiji Star?" Yang Xiangdi looked terrified.

"I don't know!" Ma Fei couldn't help scratching his head. Where did such powerful experts come from in Su City? And why did that power give him a faint sense of familiarity?

Fortunately, the Ma family's location was a bit far from the battlefield, so they weren't greatly affected.

But then, Ma Fei's expression suddenly changed. He abruptly grabbed Yang Xiangdi's shoulder, and the Toulong Sword appeared in his other hand.

"Xiangdi, be careful! I smell blood!"

Ma Fei's eyes narrowed, filled with ferocity. Someone actually dared to cause trouble at their Ma family home?

Yang Xiangdi also became serious, and her Fairy Staff appeared in her hand.

Ma Fei took a deep breath, then cautiously pushed open the door, slowly probing inside.

But the scene before him stunned Ma Fei.

The ground in the back garden was covered in bloodstains. His father, Ma Benwei, lay in a large pit, his life or death unknown.

"Dad!"

Ma Fei cried out in alarm and rushed over.

But Ma Benwei had long stopped breathing, and even his body was starting to stiffen.

"Who did this!!!"

A soaring killing intent and grief erupted from Ma Fei, chilling everyone to the bone.

A father's murder must be avenged!

Ma Fei was now almost blinded by hatred and had little reason left.

Uncle Fu stood there in disbelief. Although he, the butler, didn't know much about Ma Benwei's true identity, he could vaguely guess that Ma Benwei wasn't an ordinary person.

But he never expected that returning from a trip would bring him face to face with Ma Benwei's corpse.

"Surveillance! Young Master! We can see who the murderer is by checking the surveillance footage!" Uncle Fu suddenly thought.

This woke Ma Fei up. He directly projected the surveillance footage and began to rewind the timeline.

Yang Xiangdi and Zhao Ziyue also stood aside with solemn expressions, watching.

Finally, Ma Benwei's figure appeared on the screen, and at the same time... so did Qiao Yu!

Because they were too far away, the surveillance footage only had images and no sound of what Qiao Yu and Ma Benwei were talking about.

The moment he saw Qiao Yu, Yang Xiangdi's heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned to look at Ma Fei.

Ma Fei's eyes were filled with red bloodshot veins. He bit his lip tightly, drawing blood without any reaction, staring intently at the screen.

Then, the footage showed Qiao Yu and Ma Benwei fighting, then Qiao Yu punching Ma Benwei away. Qiao Yu said something to Ma Benwei, then hurriedly left.

The entire scene looked no different from a murderer fleeing the scene in fear of punishment.

Ma Fei slumped to the ground as if all the strength had been drained from his body, his eyes glazed over.

"Qiao Yu... why is it you, why does it have to be you!"

Ma Fei's heart was filled with despair. The moment he saw Qiao Yu appear, he still held a sliver of hope that the murderer wasn't Qiao Yu.

But the undeniable truth was right before his eyes, leaving Ma Fei with no choice but to believe it.

The brother he considered his best friend was actually the one who killed his father.

Heh, could there be anything more ironic in the world?

Perhaps he was just wishfully thinking that Qiao Yu was his brother. In Qiao Yu's eyes, he was just a clown.

The extreme sadness and despair suffocated Ma Fei.

"Ma Fei, maybe, there might be some misunderstanding here! Why don't we go find Yu-ge and confront him face to face first!"

After watching the surveillance footage several times, Yang Xiangdi vaguely noticed something was wrong.

When Qiao Yu left, Ma Benwei's chest was clearly still rising and falling slightly, meaning Ma Benwei hadn't died at the time.

Based on Yang Xiangdi's understanding of Qiao Yu, if Qiao Yu really wanted to kill Ma Benwei, he wouldn't have made such a low-level mistake.

Others might forget to finish the job, but how could a sly dog like Qiao Yu forget to finish the job?

"Misunderstanding? Heh, misunderstanding? Hahahaha! The irrefutable evidence is right before my eyes, what a misunderstanding!" Ma Fei suddenly laughed wildly at the sky.

A thunderclap boomed in the already gloomy and overcast sky, followed by heavy raindrops pouring down, slamming against the ground.

"No, Ma Fei, listen to me..."

Yang Xiangdi wanted to tell Ma Fei what he had noticed, but Ma Fei directly interrupted him.

"No need to say anything, Yang Xiangdi! You and Qiao Yu are really good friends, huh! He already killed my dad, and you still want to tell me it's a misunderstanding!"

Rainwater streamed down Ma Fei's face, making his expression even more mocking.

"Yang Xiangdi, I see it now, you and Qiao Yu are the real brothers. To you guys, Ma Fei is just a clown? Oh no, a human ATM, right?"

"That's not it, Ma Fei, I really did notice..."

Yang Xiangdi still tried to explain, but how could Ma Fei listen to anything at this moment?

"No need to say anything! From today onwards! Ma Fei severs all ties with you and Qiao Yu! We have nothing to do with each other! The next time we meet, I will definitely kill Qiao Yu to avenge my father's murder! If you try to stop me, I'll kill you too!"

The rain poured down, and Ma Fei's eyes were filled with anger and despair. No one knew how much pain he was feeling inside.

"Now, get out of my house!"

"Ma Fei, calm down first..."

Clang!

Ma Fei slashed out with his sword, directly cutting off Yang Xiangdi's hair. Several strands of severed black hair were slapped to the ground by the rain.

"If you don't get out! The next sword will be aimed at your throat!" Ma Fei's tone was filled with coldness.

"Ma Fei, don't do it! No matter what the truth is, Yang Xiangdi is definitely innocent!" Zhao Ziyue hugged Ma Fei tightly.

Then she used her eyes to signal Yang Xiangdi to leave first.

Zhao Ziyue understood that she definitely couldn't leave. Ma Fei needed someone to be with him the most right now.

She had a feeling that if she left with Yang Xiangdi, they would lose Ma Fei.

Seeing this, Yang Xiangdi sighed and could only turn to leave.

He understood Ma Fei's feelings. Ma Fei couldn't listen to anything right now. He decided to let Ma Fei calm down first, while he himself would go find Qiao Yu.

Only by finding Qiao Yu could he understand the truth behind Ma Benwei's death. Although he often joked with Ma Fei, he, like Qiao Yu, sincerely regarded Ma Fei as a brother.

"Wait!"

Ma Fei suddenly stopped Yang Xiangdi, then threw the Toulong Sword in his hand with force, sticking it into the ground next to Yang Xiangdi's feet.

"Give this sword back to Qiao Yu! I, Ma Fei, think the sword he gave me is too dirty to touch!"