After the family split up, I achieved martial arts sainthood.

Qingyuan County, Biaoma Martial Arts School.

The spacious and magnificent gates of the martial arts school opened wide, and Lei Tong, with a gloomy expression, led his team out in a grand procession.

Standing at the entrance of the martial arts school, looking around at the passersby on the street, Lei Tong's eyes were becoming increasingly sinister.

"Master, what do we do next? If it's not someone from the Biao Ma Martial Arts School, then it must be someone from the Zhenwei Martial Arts School."

The person in charge didn't look too happy either.

Relying on the influence of the Green Forest Gang, they coerced the Biao Ma Martial Arts School into cooperating in inspecting the trajectory of the force that had been released from their school's traditional techniques.

The force of his punches was very different from the force he used to kill Cao Bao and Wu Jiang.

This means the killer was not from the Biao Ma Martial Arts School.

Since the hall master has determined that the murderer came from a martial arts school, then among the martial arts schools in the outer city, besides the Biao Ma Martial Arts School, there is only the Zhenwei Martial Arts School.

It can't be the Zhou family martial arts school in the inner city.

"Find the evidence first!"

Lei Tong spat: "After we get the evidence, we'll go to Zhenwei Martial Arts School to demand the person back."

With a cold snort, Lei Tong looked at the steward and asked, "Did they leave anyone behind?"

"Those who stayed behind are being kept under close surveillance."

The manager responded with unwavering confidence.

"Master! Master!"

No sooner had the steward finished speaking than calls came from the street ahead.

A member of the Green Forest Gang came running, looking travel-worn.

Lei Tong frowned, staring unfriendly at the approaching gang members.

"Master, we've captured an apprentice from Zhenwei Martial Arts School. What should we do with him?"

The gang members, barely catching their breath, hurriedly reported the news.

"Where is he?"

Lei Tong's gloomy expression vanished, and his unfriendly gaze became amiable.

"They've been taken to the branch office; now they await the branch leader's decision!"

The gang member wiped his sweat and smiled obsequiously.

"Well done!"

Lei Tong gave a thumbs-up, then called out, "Let's go back to the headquarters!"

The mighty procession returned to the hall at breakneck speed.

Lei Tong took the lead and entered the front hall of the hall.

In the front hall, a boy of eleven or twelve years old knelt tremblingly in the middle.

His cheeks were bruised, and he looked terrified.

Hearing footsteps approaching, the boy quickly shrank his neck, lowered his head, and didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Lei Tong walked past the boy's figure, walked to the seat of honor, and sat down.

A group of stewards followed from outside and took their seats in the hall according to the seating arrangement.

Lei Tong picked up the tea offered by his gang members, glanced indifferently at the frightened boy, and casually asked, "What's your name?"

"I didn't call out! Boss Lei, I didn't call out!"

Upon hearing this, the boy instinctively shook his head in fear and responded repeatedly.

"..."

Lei Tong's movements as he fiddled with the tea leaves faltered slightly: "I asked what your name is."

"Oh oh oh oh..."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, his fear subsiding slightly, and then cautiously replied, "Replying to Master Lei, my name is Sun Yang. Sun as in grandson, Yang as in sun."

Sun Yang answered very carefully, without daring to hesitate for a moment.

"Studying martial arts at Zhenwei Martial Arts School?"

"Yes, Mr. Lei."

"How long have you been practicing martial arts?"

"One year."

"Only a year?"

"Yes, Mr. Lei."

"Call me and let me see."

Lei Tong took a sip of tea and gave a faint nod.

"what?"

Sun Yang looked up, somewhat surprised.

The Qinglin Gang went to great lengths to capture him, just so he could show Lei Ye how to punch.

Was it because Master Lei had been humiliated by the sect leader and deliberately grabbed these disciples to vent his anger?

"What? You don't want to?"

Lei Tong put the lid on the teacup, his eyes turning cold.

"Yes, yes! Master Lei, I'm willing! It would be my honor to perform in front of you."

Sun Yang hurriedly got up, got into a fighting stance, and prepared to perform the Galloping Horse Fist.

Lei Tong turned his head and gestured, and one of his henchmen quickly ran out.

A short while later, they returned with half a carcass of pork.

"Give it your all, hit it there."

Lei Tong gestured with his lip, his attitude leaving no room for doubt.

"Yes, Mr. Lei!"

Sun Yang didn't dare to refute, and hurriedly gathered all his strength, shouted in a deep voice, and threw a punch.

"Bang!"

The half-slice of pork was dented, leaving a deep fist mark.

The gang members carrying the pork lost their footing after that punch and staggered back two steps.

"Mr. Lei, is that enough?"

After delivering the punch, Sun Yang turned back to Lei Tong with a fawning expression and asked him a question.

Lei Tong didn't say anything, put down his teacup, got up and went to examine the pork.

A moment later, Lei Tong sneered.

"The force of the punch was exactly the same."

"Swish, swish, swish!"

As soon as Lei Tong finished speaking, the stewards sitting in the hall all stood up at the same time.

Each of them stared coldly and sharply at Sun Yang.

The killer's trail has finally been confirmed.

The managers all looked at Sun Yang with hostility.

What's going on?

What is exactly the same?

They don't think I killed Cao Bao and the others, do they?

Feeling the malicious stares from those around him, Sun Yang felt numb.

"Thump!"

Sun Yang's legs went weak and he knelt down.

"Brother Lei, this has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me!"

Sun Yang knew all too well the ruthlessness of the Qinglin Gang; if this charge were proven true, he would suffer a terrible death.

Thinking of that situation, Sun Yang was so frightened that tears streamed down his face.

Lei Tong glanced at Sun Yang with disdain, kicked away Sun Yang who was trying to rush over to complain, and turned back to his seat.

"Shut up! I know it's none of your business."

Lei Tong frowned and rebuked him, then sneered, "Cao Bao is at least skilled in stance training. Even if he was caught off guard, a coward like you has no chance of killing him."

"Moreover, the force of your full-force punch was far less than that of the assailant. Therefore, the assailant's strength must at least be at the level of mastering stance training."

Upon hearing this, Sun Yang breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that his strength was weak.

He never imagined that one day he would feel fortunate and gratified because he was not strong enough.

"Yes, yes, yes, Master Lei is brilliant! Master Lei is wise!"

Sun Yang kowtowed repeatedly, showering the audience with compliments with excitement.

"Stop flattering me. Just do this one thing well, and I won't make things difficult for you."

Lei Tong waved impatiently, interrupting Sun Yang's compliment.

"Master Lei, please give me your orders! Not just one thing, but ten or even a hundred, I will do my best."

Sun Yang patted his chest confidently, displaying an appearance of utmost loyalty.

"Get him paper and a pen."

Lei Tong gave a casual glance to his gang members, then instructed, "It's simple. Compile a list of your martial arts school's disciples who have recently achieved proficiency in stance training or above."

"Also, mark which of them have a habit of leaving the martial arts gym at night."

That's it?

Sun Yang was taken aback, then hurriedly took the paper and pen handed to him by the gang members.

"Don't worry, Master Lei, I will record everything in detail and make sure I don't miss a single detail."

Lei Tong nodded happily.

"If this is done well, there will be a hefty reward. But if it's not done well... hmph."

Lei Tong gave a sinister smile, the threatening meaning of which was self-evident.

"I would never dare to hide anything, I'll write it down right now! I'll write it down right now!"

Sun Yang made a solemn promise, then knelt down and began taking notes at lightning speed.

A short while later, a list of more than thirty people was handed to Lei Tong.

Lei Tong put down his teacup, glanced at the list casually, and memorized the names.

Then he handed the list to the steward in the hall and instructed him: "Go and check each person on this list one by one. Find out who has a grudge against Cao Bao or Wu Jiang, or who has a feud with the Qinglin Gang."

The steward accepted the order and left.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as the steward was about to step out the door, Lei Tong suddenly frowned and called him back, instructing him again: "Pay special attention to those who have a grudge against Cao Bao."

"yes!"

The manager acknowledged the order and, seeing that Lei Tong offered no further comment, hurriedly left.