Pawning lifespan, starting from a low-level martial arts world to transform into a dragon.

Chapter 89: Dividing the Spoils! Shocking!

"Didn't any of them escape?" Chen Ye pulled off his mask and asked Zuo Dongxi and Su Guang in a low voice.

Zuo Dongxi was used to the cutthroat world of gangs and had seen many such battles; he was already accustomed to them.

He casually wiped the knife on the corpse's clothes twice and muttered, "They've cleaned everything up; not a single one escaped."

"Okay." Chen Ye looked at Su Guang and said, "Let's hurry up and pack up everything we can take."

Su Guang and Zuo Dongxi responded and began to examine the bodies of the servants and grooms.

Zuo Dongxi moved swiftly and cleanly, searching through the corpses one by one outside, finding a few taels of silver and a few copper coins, which he put into a cloth bag.

Su Guang crawled into the carriage and rummaged around for a while. He then pulled out two more bundles from under the seats. When he opened them, he found several sets of clothes, some loose silver coins, and a few pieces of gold jewelry.

He stepped back and gathered the items he had found together with those from Zuo Dongxi's group.

After looting all the valuables, all that was left were horses, carriages, and other miscellaneous items that couldn't be taken with them.

"Are there any remote, wild places around here?"

"Yes," Su Guang replied without hesitation. "There's a desolate mountain area to the north of here, and the locals say that wolves and tigers often roam there."

"We'll transport the bodies there."

Chen Ye and Su Guang led the way, stuffing the corpses on the ground into the carriage.

Thanks to the tireless efforts of the three, the locust grove was cleared clean, leaving no trace of the fight, and no one could tell what had happened.

After confirming that they had covered most of the ground, the three of them drove straight to the desolate mountains.

When they reached the desolate mountains, they would leave a corpse at intervals and throw it into the deep forest.

They were so busy until late at night that they finally disposed of all the corpses.

The group walked to an open area. Chen Ye looked around and said in a deep voice, "Take the rest of the valuables with you. Burn everything else here."

"We can't take the horse with us, and leaving it here makes it easy for people to recognize us. Should we deal with it as well?" Su Guang asked Chen Ye and Zuo Dongxi.

Chen Ye glanced at the horses in the woods, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Besides the capital, are there any horse markets nearby?"

Zuo Dongxi chimed in, "There isn't a legitimate one, but there is one on the black market."

Chen Ye made up his mind and said, "Then Brother Zuo, you should take the horse to the black market to sell it, and then buy two new horses. You can each keep one, so it will be convenient for you to travel around in the future. It's a real pity to just dispose of it so casually."

"That works too."

Zuo Dongxi nodded, took out a tinderbox from his pocket, blew on it, and lit the carriage curtains.

Flames quickly leaped up, and the wood covering the carriage crackled and popped.

By this time, night had completely fallen.

The firelight illuminated the three figures, casting long shadows in the night.

Su Guang carefully collected the loose silver and copper coins he had gathered, and then searched the servants for all their waist tokens, keepsakes, and other valuables, throwing them all into the fire.

The fire grew stronger, and thick smoke rose, quickly engulfing the entire carriage.

The air was filled with the smell of charred wood smoke from burning timber.

The three stood by the fire, watching everything turn to ashes.

"That's enough, let's go."

Chen Ye packed up the wooden box and two bundles, tied them to the horse's back, and spurred the horse on.

In the distance, towards the capital, the city gates were already closed.

Looking out from here, one can see scattered lights flickering gently in the night breeze in the direction of the capital.

The three found a sheltered earthen slope in the woods, lit a small campfire, and planned to spend the night there.

Night was falling.

Chen Ye sat down against the tree trunk, picked up the small box he had received from Guo Shi, and weighed it in his hand. It was quite heavy, and he could faintly hear the clanging of metal inside.

He placed the small wooden box on the ground, drew his long sword, channeled his inner energy into his arm, and slashed down with the sword.

The force of the strike was perfectly controlled, cutting the copper lock on the box in two.

Chen Ye used the tip of his knife to pry open the wooden box and peered inside by the firelight.

In the firelight, dozens of silver ingots, totaling about a hundred taels, were haphazardly stacked in the box.

Beneath the silver coins lay a stack of banknotes and deeds to the estates accumulated by the Guan family.

Su Guang's expression changed slightly when he saw the contents of the box.

He took out the stack of silver notes and counted them. The total amount of the silver notes was about five thousand taels, all of which were acceptance notes issued by major banks in the capital.

He said in surprise, "This Guo family member is quite good at managing a household; she carries so many valuable belongings with her."

Chen Ye did not tell the two about Zhou's affairs, and they both assumed that it was Guo's own property.

He didn't explain, but simply said, "We can divide the silver notes, jewelry, and horses. As for the land deeds, I need to deal with the Zhou family. They can't be given to you yet."

As per the rules we agreed upon before, we'll divide the spoils based on how much effort each person put in, shall we?

Whether it was because Chen Ye had become a scholar or because he had been influenced by the Cui family for a long time, he exuded an undeniable aura when he spoke, which made the two of them dare not say more.

Su Guang and Zuo Dongxi both understood that although they still addressed each other as brothers, their actual status had long since changed.

"We have no objections, you decide."

Chen Ye didn't refuse and said directly, "Alright. I'll take three thousand taels of silver notes, and you two can each take one thousand of the remaining two thousand. You two can split the loose silver and gold items, and you can each get a horse. I need the land deed, so I'll keep it for now."

Zuo Dongxi and Su Guang nodded silently without any objection.

By the light of the fire, the three of them divided the silver notes and silver coins.

Zuo Dongxi stuffed his share into his pocket, patted it, and grinned, saying, "This trip is enough for me to eat for half a year while patrolling the caravan."

Su Guang didn't say much, but silently put away the silver, his gaze lingering on Chen Ye for a moment.

He recalled Chen Ye's killing of Liao Danzhu earlier and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Chen, what is your cultivation level now? Have you—broken through again?"

Chen Ye didn't try to hide anything and said directly, "Before the martial arts examination, I had already undergone seven transformations."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Su Guang and Zuo Dongxi both gasped in surprise, their bodies and minds jolted.

They remembered that when they first met Chen Ye, he had only undergone three or four transformations in cultivation.

In such a short time, they had already left them far behind.

They felt that the more they asked about the young man's background, the more frightening it became.

If in the past they had only heard the word "genius" and kept it in their imagination, now they have truly witnessed it.

When they looked at Chen Ye again, they felt as if he was surrounded by a halo, so dazzling that they dared not look directly at him.

Given such a disparity, they couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resentment.

The three chatted for a while longer before the campfire gradually died down.

Only a few embers remained, flickering in the night wind.

Chen Ye leaned against the tree trunk, closed his eyes to rest, and stopped talking to the two of them.

Meanwhile, at the Feng family mansion.

The lights were still on in the bedroom of the First Madam, Guan Rongci, and some voices could be faintly heard, as if someone was arguing angrily.

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