The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

Wang Jiaju must have noticed Lin Pingzhi's hesitation.

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His gaze suddenly passed over Lin Pingzhi and landed on Guo Jing, who was meditating with his eyes closed on one side of the hall, as well as Huang Rong and Chen Qianyang, who were protecting him.

"And who are these people...?" he asked, feigning ignorance, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"I am Chen Qianyang from Mount Hua," Chen Qianyang said calmly. "These two are Guo Jing, the great hero, and his wife."

"Oh—" Wang Jiaju drawled, looking Guo Jing up and down, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. "So it's the famous Hero Guo. I heard that when the Four Evils attacked, Hero Guo was there too? How come, even with Hero Guo's 'peerless skills,' he couldn't stop those villains, and instead, they kidnapped Uncle Lin?"

"Cousin, Master Guo did my family a great favor, and was even injured because of it..."

"If you don't have the ability, don't get involved in this mess. I think this so-called 'Master Guo' is nothing but a fame-seeker."

The hall fell silent immediately after these words were spoken.

This is a blatant provocation and humiliation.

Yang Guo instantly bristled, having recovered from the sorrowful breeze.

One of them jumped out and pointed at Wang Jiaju's nose, yelling, "You're talking nonsense! If it weren't for Uncle Guo fighting desperately and forcing Duan Yanqing back, you'd all be here collecting Lin Pingzhi's corpse! You bunch of cowards, where were you when the fight was going? Now you're showing up like big shots?"

"Where did this brat come from, spewing nonsense!" Wang Jiaju roared, his hand on the hilt of his knife. "Do you even have the right to speak here?"

"What? You want to fight?" Yang Guo was not afraid at all, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to rush forward.

"Guo'er, step back."

Huang Rong's gentle voice rang out.

Although her face was still somewhat pale, her composure remained undiminished.

She reached out and pulled Yang Guo back, her gaze sweeping lightly over Wang Jiaju, a faint, ambiguous smile playing on her lips: "Young Master Wang is right. Brother Jing was outmatched and seriously injured, and indeed couldn't protect Chief Escort Lin. Since Young Master Wang possesses unparalleled skills and has so many heroes to assist him, then naturally it's your turn to take the lead in the next task."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qianyang secretly praised his brilliance.

Huang Rong's move of retreating in order to advance not only resolved the conflict but also put these "relatives and friends" with their own ulterior motives in a precarious position.

Since you want to show off and take credit, then let you be at the forefront.

"Hmph, at least you have some self-awareness." Wang Jiaju, assuming Huang Rong was afraid of the Wang family's power, sneered smugly. "Cousin, you've seen it too. Outsiders are always outsiders; in crucial moments, we still have to rely on our own relatives. Don't worry, your cousin will take men to search right away and will definitely rescue Uncle and Aunt!"

Having said that, he waved his hand, and he and the crowd surged forward.

However, they didn't go outside, but rushed towards the back room and storeroom to search.

I really don't know if they're searching for people or something else.

Seeing this, the local powerful families in Fuzhou, fearing they would fall behind, all used the excuse of "helping" to scatter and ransack the security company.

Seeing this, Monk Yuankong's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha. This humble monk will also take his disciples to investigate the surrounding area to see if those villains have left any clues."

After saying that, he led the monks away.

The once crowded lobby was instantly emptied by more than half.

All that remained was a mess and a few people with different expressions.

Lin Pingzhi stared blankly at the "relatives and friends" who were behaving recklessly in his home, feeling a chill in his heart.

Although he was inexperienced in the ways of the world, he finally saw through the greedy faces of these people.

Chen Qianyang walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and didn't say anything.

Some truths can only be understood through experience; some pain can only be remembered by suffering it yourself.

"Brother Chen."

Guo Jing has regained his senses and is currently using the Nine Yin Manual to regulate his breathing.

He slowly opened his eyes. After this period of breathing adjustment, his complexion was slightly rosier, but his breath was still weak.

"Brother Guo, how are you feeling?" Chen Qianyang asked with concern.

"I won't die." Guo Jing gave a bitter smile. "It's just that my meridians are severely damaged. I'm afraid I won't be able to use my internal energy for at least ten days to half a month."

"Brother Jing, please rest assured and focus on recovering from your injuries," Huang Rong said softly. "With Brother Chen and me here, nothing serious will happen."

She turned to look at Chen Qianyang, her eyes filled with a question.

Chen Qianyang nodded slightly, indicating that she should speak to him privately.

The two walked to a corner of the lobby.

"None of these people are good people," Huang Rong said coldly, looking at the figures searching the escort agency. "However, this suits our purposes perfectly."

"Does my sister mean to send them to scout ahead?" Chen Qianyang asked in a low voice.

"That's right." Huang Rong's eyes gleamed with wisdom. "The 'Thousand-Mile Soul-Chasing Incense' I placed on Mu Gaofeng can only be removed by a unique secret technique. He must be on his way to meet up with the people who kidnapped Lin Zhennan right now."

What we have now are cannon fodder.

Although the Four Evils have retreated, they are certainly still in the city and could potentially turn against us.

Since the Wang family and the monks of Southern Shaolin are so eager to gain merit and seize the sword manual, then let them lead the charge and wear down Duan Yanqing and his men.

Chen Qianyang understood.

This is what is known as "driving a tiger to devour a wolf".

However, whether the pack of hyenas can swallow those few vicious wolves remains to be seen.

However, he knew that he had just used words to provoke Duan Yanqing.

His purpose in coming here was to make him understand the situation in Dali.

They have probably already left Fuzhou.

However, the person hiding behind the scenes has not yet revealed themselves.

In any case, it's not a bad thing for this group of people to muddy the waters a bit.

After all, it's easier to fish in troubled waters.

As night deepened, the noise inside the Fuwei Escort Agency gradually subsided.

After turning the escort agency upside down to find nothing, those so-called "relatives and friends" finally went to rest in disappointment, saying they needed to conserve their energy for the next day's battle.

In a side hall of the security escort agency, the lights were dim.

Chen Qianyang pushed open the door and entered. Laudenuo was sitting at the table wiping his longsword. When he saw Chen Qianyang come in, his expression stiffened slightly, and then he put on his honest smile.

"Junior brother, why aren't you asleep so late?"

Chen Qianyang closed the door behind him, and without any formalities, sat down opposite him, staring intently at him: "Second Senior Brother, at this point, let's speak frankly and openly."

Laudenau's eyes flickered: "Junior brother, what do you mean? Senior brother doesn't understand."

"Didn't I already explain to Uncle Fei that day at Mount Hua that I was willing to serve Alliance Leader Zuo?" Chen Qianyang appeared sincere: "Second Senior Brother, do you still doubt me?"

Laudenau cursed inwardly, saying, "Of course I doubt you. Not only me, Fei Bin, but Zuo Lengchan has never trusted you."

But remembering Zuo Lengchan's instructions, he still greeted him with a smile: "Senior brother, that's not what I meant. I meant I didn't know what junior brother wanted to say."

"What exactly are the plans of the Songshan Sect?" Chen Qianyang asked bluntly, his voice low. "I don't believe that Alliance Leader Zuo is unmoved by the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, and I certainly don't believe that he only sent you, his 'spy,' to keep an eye on things here."

Laudenau stopped what he was doing.

He was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "Junior Brother is indeed shrewd; nothing can be hidden from you. That's right, Alliance Leader Zuo did give instructions."

He lowered his sword and said in a low voice, "The Alliance Leader sent word that he is determined to obtain this Evil-Slaying Sword Manual. However, he seems to be held back by something more important and cannot come to Fuzhou in person. Therefore, my strict order is: even if we don't get the manual, we must not let it fall into Yue's hands... into Master's hands! If necessary, destroy it!"

"Destroy?" Chen Qianyang frowned slightly.

This does fit Zuo Lengchan's ruthless and ambitious character.

If you can't have it, no one else can either.

However, he couldn't spare the time. Even if Zuo Lengchan himself was too busy, he had thirteen bodyguards under his command, each of whom was no less skilled than a sect leader.

If none of these formidable opponents have come, what could he be after?

That's so hard to guess...