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Chapter 197 Waiting for My Good News (Please Subscribe)

The next moment, Song Hailong felt a cold gaze fall on him.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind.

If you follow this advice about wearing a mask, there's still a glimmer of hope; if you disobey, you're doomed.

He gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and mustered his courage to say, "Lord Guan, I...I have some very bad news to tell you. You...you'd better be prepared."

"What?"

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly lowered, and he uttered a single word.

"explain."

"Your brother, your younger brother, Captain Guan Dexi, he... he's dead."

The atmosphere immediately quieted down.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

But Chen Fan knew that this was a sign of the approaching storm.

Song Hailong's body was trembling uncontrollably, but he still managed to give Chen Fan a bitter smile, as if to say, "Little brother, I've really been walking on the edge of a knife for you. You'll have to let me go after this."

"What did you say?"

After a brief silence, a furious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Song Hailong, do you know what you just said? I'm giving you one more chance to find the right words."

Song Hailong was so frightened that he burst into tears. The dead cannot be brought back to life. No matter how many times he was given a chance to organize his thoughts, it would be useless.

"Um?"

"Lord Guan, I didn't want to tell you about this, but this morning, someone found Captain Guan's body in a residential building. I've confirmed it several times, and it's definitely Captain Guan's body. Lord Guan, everything I've said is true, I wouldn't dare lie in the slightest."

He said, tears streaming down his face.

"This guy is a master actor. He found out last night, but he can lie so convincingly." A cold glint flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, further solidifying his resolve to eliminate the threat completely.

"Song! Hai! Long!"

The man on the phone roared, giving the impression of a volcanic eruption.

"Say that again!!! Whose body is it!!!"

With a "plop".

Terrified, Song Hailong immediately knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing and begging for mercy, "Lord Guan, I didn't want this to happen! I didn't want it to happen at all! Lord Guan, spare my life! Spare my life!"

He was genuinely scared.

It's easy to imagine that if he had taken the corpse there first thing this morning, he would probably have been torn to pieces by the enraged Guan Dehua.

"Lord Guan, everything I said is true, Lord Guan..."

There was a sudden silence on the other end, and after a moment, the voice rang out again, carrying a chilling coldness.

"Okay, I understand. Now, let me ask you: who killed him? Where is the murderer? Have you caught him?"

No, no.

Song Hailong stammered, "The body is already decomposed. It has been three days since the murder. The murderer has already escaped. Moreover, there was no trace left at the scene. Lord Guan, I have really done my best. Lord Guan."

"Great, great, Song Hailong, you did a really good job."

Guan Dehua, enraged, laughed coldly: "My brother, my own brother, died in your place, and it took you three days for his body to decompose before you even noticed!"

Three days have passed, and you still don't know who the murderer is. Fine, I understand. I'm coming right now. You'd better stay put and not move, or if I find you're not here when I get there, I'll find you even if you've escaped to the ends of the earth and tear you to pieces!

The call was disconnected as soon as he finished speaking.

Song Hailong was soaked in sweat, as if he had just emerged from the water.

He looked at Chen Fan with a bitter smile and said, "Little brother, you've really gotten me into trouble. You heard what he just said, didn't you? Even if I escape to the ends of the earth, he won't let me go and will tear me to pieces."

"Feel sorry."

Chen Fan sighed softly.

Then a flash of light swept across the room.

"You, you..."

Song Hailong clutched his neck, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Why, why?

We clearly agreed that once this was accomplished, he would leave.

"It's better to die by my hand than to be caught by Guan Dehua and torn to pieces. At least it won't be as painful," Chen Fan said slowly.

"puff!"

Song Hailong spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, motionless. It was unclear whether he died from suffocation or from anger.

Chen Fan sheathed his dagger and looked into the distance.

Soon, a limping figure walked towards them.

"Xiao Fan, are you alright?"

The visitor was Zhang Ren.

He arrived earlier than Chen Fan, and thus saw what had happened. He had originally intended to come over, but after seeing Chen Fan shake his head slightly at him, he remained still.

"I'm fine, Uncle Zhang."

Chen Fan took off his mask.

Zhang Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she looked at Chen Fan with a somewhat complicated expression.

His intuition told him that Chen Fan's strength had increased significantly in just a few days, especially when he dealt with the guards; his speed was so fast that Chen Fan couldn't even see him clearly.

It's easy to imagine that if the two of them were to get serious, he probably wouldn't last even a single round against Chen Fan.

"Xiao Fan, what's going on? Are these people from Song Family Fortress? Them?"

"Uncle Zhang, to make a long story short, my killing of Guan Dexi has been exposed. These people from Songjiabao came here because of this. Quite a few people in Songjiabao know about this, and it's only a matter of time before the awakened ones in Anshan City find out."

So, I just had this guy call Guan Dexi's brother, Guan Dehua. If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be arriving at Songjiabao with his men soon.

Chen Fan finished speaking quickly.

"Xiao Fan, you, you?"

Zhang Renxin's heart leaped into his throat.

So, what will Chen Fan do next?

"Yes, I plan to confront him head-on."

Chen Fan smiled slightly at him, "Don't worry, I'm already a Qi Refining Realm martial artist."

"Refining, the Meridian Refining Realm!"

Zhang Ren's mouth dropped open. Although he was somewhat prepared, he was still utterly shocked to hear these words from Chen Fan.

He watched Chen Fan rise from the Body Tempering Realm to become a Meridian Refining Realm martial artist.

"That's all I'll say. If I say any more, we might not have enough time."

Chen Fan put his mask back on, took off his longbow, and said, "Don't worry about me, Uncle Zhang. Since I did this, I'm absolutely sure. Go back and wait for my good news. By the way, keep what happened here a secret from my dad and the others for now."

After saying that, he vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Xiao Fan, be careful!"

Zhang Ren's eyes welled up with tears as he gazed in the direction Chen Fan had left, saying with reluctance.

C-level Awakeners are the most terrifying beings in Anshan City. Each one is extremely difficult to deal with, especially Guan Dexi, who can control martial artists as easily as playing with them.

Therefore, besides himself, there was a group of martial arts practitioners who were completely devoted to him.

Is Chen Fan really a match for him alone?

He clenched his fist, hesitating whether he should follow, but after a moment he relaxed it. At this point, following would only be a hindrance and serve no purpose.

Perhaps, all we can do is pray in our hearts.

Chenjiabao Middle.

On the watchtower, two or three figures peered intently into the distance through their binoculars.

Unfortunately, the telescope's range was limited, and there was nothing but an endless wasteland.

"Zhang Ren has been gone for so long and hasn't come back yet. Could something have happened to him?" someone asked worriedly from behind the door.

"No way, Old Zhang is the most capable among us. He's so cautious, how could anything happen to him?"

"Yes, he'll be back soon if we just wait here for a while."

The group comforted each other.

"I see him! He's back!"

Just then, a joyful sound came from the watchtower.

"Is Zhang Ren alright? Is he injured?" Chen Guodong asked anxiously.

"No, it's the same as before, we're here, almost at the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the doorway.

Upon seeing Zhang Ren return safely, Chen Guodong, Gu Jianghai, and the others who were gathered at the door breathed a sigh of relief and rushed over.

"Old Zhang, what do you think? Is the place where the cannon fire is coming from our old village?"

Seeing the worry in everyone's eyes, Zhang Ren recalled Chen Fan's words before he left, and shook his head with a smile, saying, "I must have misheard. Actually, the cannon fire was at Songjiabao. Their guards were firing at targets, and the targets were relatively close to us, so the commotion was a bit louder."

"So that's how it is."

"Great! I thought someone was using cannons to bombard our Chenjia Village."

"Of course! What grudge could they possibly have against us? Why would they want to bombard us with cannons? We were just talking about it. If we hadn't moved here, we'd be finished by now."

"Hahaha, it was just a false alarm after all. I'll go back and call everyone out," Wei Tianyuan said impatiently.

"Let's all go together," Wei Tiangong said with a smile.

"Um."

Zhang Ren nodded, sighing inwardly.

Actually, whether we call everyone out or not, the result will be the same.

If Chen Fan wins, everyone will be happy. But if Chen Fan loses, and the Awakened Ones come after them, it will be all in vain no matter where they hide.

Of course, there's no need to tell these things to the people in the village; it would only cause them anxiety and fear.

"Old Zhang, are you hiding something from us?" Wei Tiangong suddenly said on the way back.

Chen Guodong and the others were taken aback.

"Brother, how did you figure that out?" Wei Tianyuan asked, puzzled.

"Didn't you notice that his eyes were a little red?"

Wei Tiangong turned around and asked.

"It seems, there is indeed a bit?" Gu Jianghai frowned.

"Could it be that things aren't as he described?"

"What exactly happened? Why is he keeping it from us? We're all acquaintances, what can't he tell us?" the group couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, maybe he has his reasons."

Wei Tiangong gave a wry smile. "But no matter what, he certainly wouldn't harm us, so let's do as he says."

"..."

The group hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded.

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I wasn't feeling great today. I didn't finish writing until 11 pm. I went for a walk, and it was raining. The streets were deserted. I walked quite a distance and unexpectedly found a grilled fish restaurant and a Northeastern Chinese restaurant nearby, both of which were open. I wanted to go in and eat, but then I realized I was all alone. Haha, I suddenly felt a bit vulnerable. These are my thoughts late at night. It's okay to talk about it online, since you don't know me anyway.

Then someone said I deleted comments. I haven't deleted any since the book was published. Firstly, I've come to terms with it; no matter how well I write, I'll still get criticized. Secondly, I don't have the energy. I'd rather be spacing out than look at the comments section, let alone manage it. So, if anyone's comments are gone, it's almost certainly because the system swallowed them. I, the author, will not take the blame for that, thank you.

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