The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

Mingzhou Wharf was one of the most prosperous ports in the Great Xia Dynasty.

The sea breeze carried the smell of fish, tung oil, and dampness.

The shouts of vendors from various countries mingled together, creating a deafening cacophony.

Chen Qianyang found a tavern on the second floor facing the street, which was directly opposite the entrance to "Fang Family Shipyard".

He ordered a pot of local Wanghai Shao (a type of liquor) and two small dishes, and then began to drink by himself.

His gaze, however, never left the heavily guarded private dock.

This Fang family's shipyard occupies a huge area, almost one-third of the dock's area.

The number of guards far exceeded his expectations.

Most of the guards of ordinary merchants were just ordinary foot soldiers who had practiced some common skills.

These people all had bulging temples, steady breathing, and solid lower bodies, clearly indicating that they were masters of internal martial arts.

Even if the Fang family is large and powerful, it's impossible for them to have so many skilled people working for them.

There's clearly something fishy going on here.

He watched as ships docked, their unloaded cargo containers all tightly wrapped in thick tarpaulins, making them exceptionally heavy to move.

He thought of the ironware business he had overheard in the teahouse earlier.

Chen Qianyang sneered inwardly, wondering what else was inside besides the ironware. It seemed he would have to investigate further.

Just as he was intently observing, the normally orderly entrance to the dock suddenly erupted into chaos.

"Catch that thief! Don't let him get away!"

"Break his legs!"

A boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old suddenly darted out from the Fang family's shipyard.

He moved with extraordinary agility, dodging and weaving through the crowded throng, while seven or eight Fang family guards, carrying knives, relentlessly pursued him.

Even as he fled for his life, the boy continued to hurl insults.

"Pah! Your grandfather only glanced at it twice, and you're already shouting for a fight! What kind of lousy place is this? What kind of shady stuff is hidden in that box that you're afraid people will see?"

"Damn it! Block him!" the leading guard roared in anger.

"Hehe, come and catch your grandpa if you dare."

The boy ran extremely fast, but unexpectedly, several guards also dodged him head-on, and he was about to be surrounded.

Seeing that he was surrounded, the boy did not panic and plunged into an alley.

Unexpectedly, the alley turned out to be a dead end, with the entrance blocked.

"You little bastard, where do you think you're going?"

One of the guards grinned maliciously and swung his sword down without any mercy.

A hint of despair flashed in the boy's eyes, and he could only roll backward in a sorry state, assuming a crawling posture.

"Kid, die!"

Just as the knife was about to strike, there were two whooshing sounds.

Two bamboo chopsticks shot out like lightning, arriving first despite being the last to strike!

A needle pierced the wrist of the person wielding the cleaver at the Quchi acupoint.

A needle pierced the left leg of the person who followed, aiming for the Huantiao acupoint.

"what!"

The leading guard was raising his sword to strike when he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his wrist. Half of his body lost its strength, and the steel sword in his hand clattered to the ground, hitting the back of his foot.

"Thump!"

Another guard flanked from the side, but felt a numbness in his left leg, lost his balance, screamed, and immediately rolled to the ground, convulsing.

The one who made the move was naturally Chen Qianyang, who broke their encirclement with just two chopsticks.

This relies on the essence of anticipating the enemy's moves in the Dugu Nine Swords.

He wasn't usually one to meddle in other people's business, but since it involved the Fang family's secrets, he had no choice but to take action.

The boy at the alley entrance, having narrowly escaped death, stared in disbelief at everything, then looked in the direction from which the bamboo chopsticks had flown, towards the composed man in the blue robe on the second floor.

"Over here."

Chen Qianyang's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the boy's ears.

The young man was taken aback, but was overjoyed to see that a master was coming to his aid.

He was quick-witted, and in a few steps he darted to the tavern where Chen Qianyang was and hid behind him.

A man who appeared to be the leader entered the tavern and bowed to Chen Qianyang.

"This petty thief has broken into our Fang family's shipyard with malicious intent. Who are you, sir? Why are you meddling in our affairs?"

The guards behind him were filled with doubt and surprise, as they hadn't even seen how Chen Qianyang had made his move.

"I'm not a thief. I just wandered into that dock because I was trying to escape someone chasing me." The boy scoffed. "Besides, if you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear. What kind of shady business do you have there that you're chasing me like this?"

Chen Qianyang laughed and said, "Gentlemen, this is just a child, why get angry?"

The leader, perhaps having witnessed Chen Qianyang's methods earlier, dared not make a move and was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

His expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. He and his men found a place to sit down, clearly realizing that Chen Qianyang and this young man were just casual acquaintances and that they wanted to wait for him to come to them.

Chen Qianyang looked at the boy in front of him. Although the boy was young, his clothes were somewhat tattered.

But one can still vaguely discern that he has delicate features, a handsome face, bright eyes, and a hint of unruliness and roguishness in his brows.

Given time, he will surely grow into a handsome young man.

"You little brat, where are your parents? You said someone is chasing you, why is that?"

"Big brother, I'm not a child. I don't think you're much older than me." The boy chuckled. "But big brother, your martial arts are amazing. Teach me, please."

"Don't try to sweet-talk me, or I won't help you."

"Alright, alright, my parents died a long time ago. Some bad guy wants to kidnap me and take me to a place I don't like," the boy pouted, looking mournful. "So I had no choice but to run, and in my panic, I ran into that dock."

"Brother, guess what I saw in that dock?"

Seeing that the young man was about to reveal the matter of the shipyard, the Fang family guards nearby could no longer sit still and all put their hands on their weapons.

Chen Qianyang thought to himself, "This kid is really a clever little devil. He's obviously got his hands on me."

However, he also wanted to investigate the Fang family's true strength, so he naturally wouldn't stop them.

Just then, a loud shout came from afar.

"Guo'er! You're fooling around again!"

A burly man with a resolute face strode over.

He was dressed in a simple gray cloth robe, yet he possessed the profound and dignified air of a master.

"Oh no, brother, our enemy is here! I have to go!" The boy turned and ran as if he were a mouse seeing a cat when he saw the man.

The Fang family guards nearby also stood up.

Guo'er? Chen Qianyang's mind stirred slightly, and he quickly grabbed the young man.

"It's alright. Since you've acknowledged me as your elder brother, I'll naturally help you fend off your enemies."

"No, no," the boy shook his head vigorously, "and you can't beat him."

In the struggle, the man had already covered a distance of dozens of feet, pulling the boy over like an eagle snatching a chick.

He checked himself over and found nothing wrong, then breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to Chen Qianyang, looked around at the situation, and had already guessed the general idea.

"Thank you for your help, young hero." The man clasped his hands and bowed deeply. "I am Guo Jing. My nephew is unruly and has caused you trouble."

Guo Jing, just as I suspected.

Even though Chen Qianyang had his own guesses, he was still shaken to his core.

So this kid...

The boy scratched his head: "Uncle Guo, I was just kidding... Hehe, big brother, my name is Yang Guo, don't go back on what I just said..."

This young man is none other than Yang Guo, the future Condor Hero.