Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

Fuwei Escort Agency, East Wing.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhennan and his wife asked in unison, "Why?"

Shi Potian said, "I came to avenge my master, Changqingzi."

Lin Zhennan said, "Revenge for your master? How do you know? Who told you?"

Shi Potian said, "Miss Wan'er told me."

It turned out that Shi Potian had just escorted Old Man Sa and his grandson out of the escort agency and was turning back when he suddenly felt something as he passed the martial arts arena.

He paused, looking up—on the rooftop opposite, stood a slender figure. A spring breeze blew, and her green dress accentuated her graceful figure; it was none other than Wan'er, the girl who had just left.

Sunlight shone on her dark cheeks, and a pair of eyes were looking in his direction, her eyebrows curved and her lips curved in a smile.

Curious, Shi Potian lightly leaped up and landed steadily on the rooftop, standing opposite her.

He didn't get too close, and asked directly, "Miss Wan'er, why didn't you leave?"

Wan'er felt a little uncomfortable under his direct gaze and subconsciously lowered her head, her fingertips lightly twisting the hem of her skirt. However, she immediately raised her head again, her voice a few decibels louder: "What, you're not welcoming me?"

She glanced around to make sure no one was watching before lowering her voice and saying, "At the escort agency, my grandfather didn't dare say much, but I've been thinking about it and I'm uneasy."

"Feeling uneasy?" Shi Potian blinked, his gaze falling on her face with a hint of doubt.

Wan'er's cheeks flushed slightly under his gaze, but fortunately, her dark complexion concealed it. She simply quickened her pace, saying, "Yu Canghai's dispatch of a large number of disciples to Fuzhou this time is not for returning the favor, but to avenge his master, Changqingzi!"

Shi Potian asked curiously, "Who is Changqingzi? What grudge does he have against our family?"

"Changqingzi was a master of the previous generation of Qingcheng Sect. Decades ago, he came to challenge your ancestor, Lin Yuantu, but was defeated by the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique," Wan'er said urgently, her tone filled with worry. "This is a great disgrace to the Qingcheng Sect. Yu Canghai has always held a grudge, but he just hasn't found an opportunity before."

"His acceptance of your gifts this time was just a pretense; he was actually trying to lull you into a false sense of security so he could suddenly strike."

Shi Potian frowned slightly, knowing that the matter was of great importance, and immediately said, "Thank you for coming back to tell me. I will go and tell my parents to be prepared."

Seeing his decisiveness, Wan'er's eyes flashed with approval, and she quickly urged, "Hurry up! My grandfather said that there are still experts hiding in the shadows in the Qingcheng Sect, and perhaps Yu Canghai has come in person."

After she finished speaking, she lightly touched the tile with her toes, turned around to leave, but then stopped, looked back at him, and her voice softened: "The Qingcheng Sect is renowned, but Yu Canghai is narrow-minded. Although your martial arts are good, you can't fight against so many opponents. As long as you're alive, you can always fight again. Remember, preserving your life is the most important thing."

Before she finished speaking, she had already darted towards the roof of the neighboring house like a swallow in spring. Her green dress drew a light arc in the sunlight, and with a few leaps, she disappeared into the depths of the alley in the blink of an eye.

Shi Potian stared blankly in the direction she left, then, not daring to delay, immediately jumped off the roof and hurriedly went to find Lin Zhennan and his wife.

When Lin Zhennan and his wife heard Shi Potian's words, they were both shocked and became even more curious about the origins of the grandfather and grandson—it was definitely not as simple as some fellow townsman from Fuzhou returning to his roots.

Lin Zhennan frowned and said, "I heard my father mention that Master Yu's master, Changqingzi, was defeated by Yuantu Gong. This Miss Wan'er isn't making things up, but it was just a normal martial arts sparring match."

"Back then, it was Changqingzi who insisted on coming to challenge me. He neither killed him nor harbored any deep-seated hatred. Moreover, decades have passed, so how can there be any talk of revenge?"

"There has to be some logic to everything in this world. No matter how powerful the Qingcheng Sect is, they can't disregard the rules of the martial world, can they? This is outrageous!"

Madam Wang chimed in, "Judging from this, Yu Canghai is probably coming to Fuwei Escort Agency in person. And with so many disciples! This isn't revenge; he clearly intends to wipe out the entire Lin family!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhennan trembled and his face turned ashen.

Shi Potian, however, didn't take it to heart and comforted them, "Father and Mother, the martial arts of his two disciples today are nothing special. We wouldn't be afraid even if a few more came. As for Yu Canghai himself, we don't know how good his martial arts are."

Only then did Lin Zhennan and his wife suddenly realize that their son's martial arts skills had greatly improved, and he had already mastered Yuan Tu Gong's Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, making him no longer the novice he once was. Their hearts immediately calmed down, and they regained some confidence.

Madam Wang, always quite bold, said, "Ping'er's martial arts are no longer what they used to be, and our swift swordsmanship has also reached a certain level. Even if Yu Canghai comes in person, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Lin Zhennan still had concerns: "Master Yu is the head of a major sect and has been famous for many years. His Heart-Shattering Palm is insidious and ruthless, and his Pine Breeze Sword Technique is renowned throughout the martial arts world. He is far superior to his disciples."

Shi Potian said, "Father and Mother, don't worry. Perhaps Abbot Yu is just here for a friendly sparring match. Even if he really wants to fight, I'm not afraid."

"Judging from the skills of his two disciples, Master Yu's martial arts are probably not as good as Grandpa Dingdingdangdang's."

Lin Zhennan and his wife exchanged a glance. Although they didn't know who "Grandpa Ding Ding Dang Dang" was, seeing their son's confidence, they didn't ask any more questions. Their anxiety gradually dissipated, and their expressions calmed down considerably.

Lin Zhennan pondered for a moment and said, "In any case, since the Qingcheng Sect has come with ill intentions, we must be prepared. Ping'er, now that your martial arts are so advanced, you should move to the room next to your parents' so that you can take care of each other."

Shi Potian had no objections. Lin Zhennan made this arrangement because he was worried that Shi Potian lacked experience in the martial arts world and might suffer a hidden loss at the hands of the Qingcheng Sect—after all, the sect's style of doing things was quite different from the rumored reputation of the righteous sects.

The couple then gave Shi Potian some detailed instructions about the dangers of the martial arts world and the need to guard against assassination attempts, before letting him go back to his room to pack.

Lin Zhennan immediately summoned the core members of the escort agency and instructed them: "Immediately deploy spies throughout Fuzhou City, paying particular attention to the movements of martial arts practitioners with Sichuan accents."

"The security company has deployed guards on rotation, patrolling day and night without a moment's respite!"

Apart from a few core镖头 (bodyguards/escorts) who knew the reason, most people did not know why they were suddenly on high alert. However, Chief镖头 Lin had always been highly respected, and everyone obeyed orders without daring to be negligent in the slightest.

Fuwei Escort Agency has been operating in Fuzhou for many years and can be considered a local power. Although the martial arts skills of the escorts and porters are not top-notch, they are very good at gathering information and keeping an eye on outsiders, especially people from Sichuan with distinctive appearances and accents.

Not long after, a scout reported: "Chief镖师, we've spotted two men with Sichuan accents who are meeting up with Fang Renzhi and Yu Renhao at an inn in the north of the city!"

Lin Zhennan's heart stirred: "These must be the other two disciples that Yu Canghai sent to 'return the gift,' and they are also the advance scouts of the Qingcheng Sect."

He immediately ordered, "Closely monitor their movements and see if any more accomplices join them. Remember, do not alert them!"

Fuwei Escort Agency was on high alert all night, but there was no unusual activity. Shi Potian slept until dawn, still feeling slightly regretful, thinking to himself, "If Yu Canghai hadn't come, I wouldn't have seen the experts here."

Before noon, a scout from the escort agency rushed in with another urgent report: "Chief Escort! Something terrible has happened! Yu Renhao and his three companions from the Qingcheng Sect have captured Old Man Sa and his grandson and taken them to an inn in the north of the city!"