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Chapter 209 I Don't Believe Them

Chen Zhan wasted some time, but he managed to resolve one issue.

I had discussed this with Sun Shaobo and his nephew Sun Chengyuan a few days ago. The police department had wiped out the Golden Pavilion, destroyed all known branches of the Yellow Lotus Sect, and executed many members of the Yellow Lotus Sect.

But that's it.

The authorities forbade any investigation into sects that cooperated with the Yellow Lotus Sect.

After Chen Zhan intervened, Chen Zuyan from the Qingyi Society stepped in and continued her investigation a couple of days ago.

Sun Chengyuan hadn't expected that Chen Zhan still had influence within the government.

Chen Zhan knew that for someone of Chen Zuyan's stature, being the head of the Beiping branch was just one of his titles; he was actually a top-ranking official in the Nationalist government, well, in the future.

However, Chen Zhan didn't have much hope when Sun Chengyuan's police station reopened the investigation. It would be a bit difficult for the low-ranking patrol officers to investigate.

If you're just trying to make a living, and the investigation really comes down to martial arts practitioners, that's a deadly crime. If a fight breaks out, people could die.

Therefore, he had planned to personally visit the Heaven and Earth Society to resolve this matter.

It's perfect to have encountered this now.

Chen Zhan walked a few steps and soon arrived at the entrance of Dongsi Hutong. There weren't many people around the arena; instead, everyone was gathered on the east side of the Zhonghuameng residence.

As I approached, I saw Sun Shaobo leading a few people to maintain order.

"Everyone, disperse. It's just a few thieves who died. They even dared to steal from Alliance Leader Chen. They deserve to die."

"Everyone, please disperse and stop watching."

Sun Shaobo tried his best to persuade them, but there were too many people surrounding them, and he couldn't do anything about it.

But people wouldn't listen at all, they just kept talking amongst themselves.

"That person doesn't seem to be from Beiping, does he?"

"More than that, when I first arrived, it wasn't covered up yet, and it didn't look like a typical Chinese place."

"Their attire is also strange, and they even have a samurai sword."

Chen Zhan entered the crowd without much effort, and Sun Shaobo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Zhan arrive.

With him around, there won't be any major trouble.

"Mr. Chen, please evacuate the people immediately. If they don't leave, we can't remove the body."

Sun Shaobo whispered to Chen Zhan.

Two people from the Qingyi Society also arrived. Chen Zhan recognized one of them; he was the middle-aged man who had opened the door for him yesterday.

"Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhan nodded and greeted him.

They roughly understood what was going on: they had arrived too late, and the place had already been discovered by the people who came to watch the arena that morning, who had surrounded it.

People are just watching the spectacle; we can't reveal that the dead were Japanese ninjas.

Once the news got out, the people of the capital couldn't stop talking about it.

"Everyone, those who want to watch the arena, go over there; those who don't, leave!" Chen Zhan's voice boomed out, sweeping across the scene like a whirlwind.

Everyone present heard it clearly and felt a sense of fear.

The sound vibrated back and forth in their ears, making everyone feel as if they were inside a large bell, with the bell being struck and reverberating outside.

As soon as Chen Zhan spoke, the crowd was immediately dispersed.

Ye Ningzhen and Xiong Hanshan also brought out their men to maintain order.

The middle-aged man from the Green Robe Society walked up to Chen Zhan and whispered, "The bodies from the eastern suburbs have been removed. Don't worry, Mr. Chen, this matter will not be leaked."

Chen Zhan nodded.

The other party hesitated, so Chen Zhan said again, "Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"Um, Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to trouble you. President Chen has already gone to Nanjing to request that troops be dispatched to investigate thoroughly. Could you please keep this a secret for a while?"

Chen Zhan glanced at him, knowing that he was talking about poison gas bombs, and thought to himself, Chen Zuyan is quick to act.

"I won't talk about this carelessly. You should take action as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen."

He left, and Chen Zhan didn't care how Sun Shaobo handled things outside.

He led Ye Ningzhen into the house.

“I’ll explain, you write it down, and then you’ll make a copy.”

"it is good!"

Ye Ningzhen could tell that Chen Zhan was in a hurry and somewhat anxious, so she didn't say much and prepared paper and pen.

Chen Zhan recounted the events of the previous night, omitting his own acts of killing, and gave a detailed description of the size, power, and appearance of the poison bullets in the ninja's hand.

Letters can only be described in words.

The items certainly couldn't be mailed out with the letter, so Chen Zhan didn't keep any and gave them all to the Qingyi Society.

Ye Ningzhen wrote quickly, finishing one copy in no time, then copied it and blew the ink dry.

"Have Li Yao and Sister Hua make a trip. Send one copy to Gansu and personally hand it to Ma Fengtu. Send the other copy to the Soviet area."

Ma Fengtu left Beijing two days ago and returned to Gansu; it was quite a coincidence.

"The Soviet area? Who would you go to?" Ye Ningzhen was puzzled. She roughly knew the distribution of power across the country. Although it was chaotic, the National Government was still the most powerful.

Chen Zhan thought for a moment.

He Chenjun and Lin Suyun have been in the Soviet area for some time now, but we don't know the specifics of their situation.

"If Li Yao can contact He Chenjun, hand him over to him and let him go find the leaders of the Soviet Area. If he can't, we can only try our luck."

In the south, especially in the Hunan-Jiangxi Soviet Area, Chen Zhan made no arrangements. He might have some connections with Master Ye Ningzhen and other martial arts figures, but he dared not use them. The matter was of great importance, and there were few people he could trust.

"Didn't you just say you wouldn't talk nonsense?"

Unlike Chen Zhan, Ye Ningzhen was unaware of the extent of infighting and corruption within the National Government, nor did she know what the future held.

Now the National Government recognizes Chen Zhan's identity and appoints him as the leader of the martial arts world, giving him control over the martial arts community.

This led her to still have a lot of trust in the Nationalist government.

Chen Zhan shook his head: "I don't believe them."

"There's no way to explain it now, Ningzhen. You just need to know that I won't harm you, and you'll understand in the future."

Ye Ningzhen seemed to understand but not quite, but she naturally trusted Chen Zhan.

"I understand. Even if you make a mistake and face eternal damnation, I will stay by your side."

Chen Zhan's gaze softened from its previous sharpness, a hint of tenderness creeping into his heart. In truth, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't make a mistake.

Even if he knows the general course of history, living in this era means that even the slightest change can have significant consequences. Even if the original course is not changed, he is unaware of many details.

In the torrent of history, it is already difficult to remain unscathed; to protect others, one must elevate one's own strength to its absolute limit.

After explaining things to Li Yao and Sister Hua, the two left through the back door.

After careful consideration, Chen Zhan realized that it was unlikely that the Japanese had infiltrated Beiping and gone into hiding solely to target him.

So even though we tried every possible method to lure out more ninjas last night, there must still be some inside Beiping City.

But if the other party doesn't move, Chen Zhan has no way to find them.

With a population of over a million in Beiping, and ninjas skilled at disguise and concealing their murderous intent, finding a needle in a haystack is an understatement. It all depends on how things are arranged in Jinling.

Chen Zuyan was already on a military aircraft at this time.

There was no way he could take the train from Beiping to Jinling, as the trains were too slow at that time and would take one or two days to arrive.

His authority was sufficient to activate the aircraft.

But Chen Zhan was unaware of all this. Around noon, the noise outside subsided, and the police station and the Tsing Yi Society had all left.

Today is the sixth day.

The person Chen Zhan was waiting for had not yet arrived, and the number of onlookers had dwindled considerably.

Wang Ziping did not come in the afternoon.

But then an unexpected person arrived.

Chen Zhan was inside pondering how to deal with the Japanese infiltration, but the commotion outside was too great, and Little Fox rushed in to report, so he went out.

"Master, a madman has come outside. He injured Uncle Xiong with three punches and has challenged you."

After the little fox finished speaking, Chen Zhan could already hear cheers from outside.

"Who is it? Did they register?"

"His name is Xue Ruixiang, and he's from your clan."

Chen Zhan's gaze sharpened, and he stood up. Xue Ruixiang? Xue Dian?
That is indeed our family.

It couldn't be more basic, "Let's go take a look."

Chen Zhan had just come out with the little fox when he happened to see Xiong Hanshan still unconvinced and wanting to go up and fight again, but Wang Xiangzhai stopped him.

“Nephew Xue, why bother? The relationships within our Xingyi lineage are quite complicated, but Master Guo and Master Liu are from the same hometown and have the closest relationship. What can’t be said in private?”

Wang Xiangzhai was quite helpless. Xue Dian was a disciple of Li Cunyi, and according to seniority, he was Li Cunyi's nephew, but the two were almost the same age.

Chen Zhan was a disciple of Tian Jingjie, and his grandmaster was Liu Lanqi. Liu Lanqi and Guo Yunshen were from the same hometown, and they both became disciples of Li Laoneng. They were closer than brothers, and many disciples couldn't even say for sure who their master was.

Li Cunyi learned kung fu from both of them in his early years.

He was nominally Guo Yunshen's apprentice, but in reality, it was unclear, and there was no need for fellow apprentices to clarify it.

Xue Dian immediately attacked and cursed, and Xiong Hanshan, who also had a fiery temper, couldn't stand it.

However, he had only just entered the Transformation Realm and was no match for Xue Dian. He was defeated in just a few moves.

Wang Xiangzhai, mindful of his status as a senior martial brother, hesitated to make a move.

"Heh, you surnamed Wang, don't try to act like an elder to me. If you're not convinced, come and have a go. Chen Zhan is just a junior, yet you want to be my master? Do you really think you're Uncle-Master Sun? Do you think you're the best in the world?"

Xue Dian stood on the stage, looking down at Wang Xiangzhai without giving him any face.

"You! I've long heard that you're arrogant. Years ago, you left without saying goodbye and went to Shanxi to practice martial arts for ten years. I didn't expect you to still be like this at this age."

Wang Xiangzhai and Xue Dian were almost the same age, but they never met.

Because Xue Dian had studied in a private school for a few years in his youth, he soon abandoned literature for martial arts and became a disciple of Li Cunyi, learning Xingyi Quan.

He was Li Cunyi's most prized disciple in his later years. Li Cunyi often praised him in public, believing that he could inherit his career, unite the martial arts world of the North and South, and carry forward the Chinese Martial Arts Association.

Therefore, Xue Dian was arrogant and considered himself invincible in martial arts. One day, when he stayed at an inn in Shandong with his senior brother Fu Jianqiu, they discussed martial arts. Fu Jianqiu pointed out his shortcomings, and Xue Dian was not convinced and challenged him to a contest.

They sparred in the inn's room. Xue Dian was struck by Fu Jianqiu's palm, which shattered the window, causing him to fall from the second floor.

Xue Dian felt ashamed and humiliated, so he left without saying goodbye and went to Shanxi to learn martial arts.

For ten years, he did not associate with anyone. If Li Cunyi was narrow-minded, expelling him from the sect would have been enough.

But Li Cunyi did not, and always kept his position as the last disciple.

After arriving in Shanxi, Xue Dian went to Mount Wutai to cultivate in seclusion. On the South Peak, he was taught by a 130-year-old hermit named Lingkong, and learned the art of imitating form boxing.

During those ten years, none of his fellow disciples knew his whereabouts.

It wasn't until Li Cunyi passed away that Xue Dian returned to Beijing and specifically challenged Fu Jianqiu. However, Shang Yunxiang, Li Cunyi's eldest disciple, intervened to stop the competition between fellow disciples and decided that Xue Dian would take over the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy.

This was said ten years ago.

(End of this chapter)