The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

The official entered the shop and inquired.

"Sir, the fight just ended, and everyone's gone."

The waiter had a big smile on his face.

The officer took out a notebook to make a record.

"What happened? Is it a feud between martial arts masters or a premeditated murder?"

"Sir, these people are all from the martial arts world; this must be a feud between martial arts practitioners."

Upon hearing that it was a feud between江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world), the officer nodded.

"Describe what the people who killed them looked like."

The waiter carefully recalled Jiang Ning's appearance and said, "He was burly and thick-waisted, with a full beard, and looked fierce."

The waiter gestured and described the scene, while the official sketched something haphazardly and held up the paper.

"Is that right?"

The shop assistant glanced at the paper and saw a face completely different from Jiang Ning's, then nodded.

"That's right, sir."

"Row."

The officer put away the paper and said to the other officers, "Brothers, we've cleaned up the mess. Go back and report to the magistrate that it was a feud between江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world)."

The other officials responded and, after disposing of the corpses on the street, returned to their offices to report.

Jiang Ning had already left and was unaware of what had happened. He found an inn to stay at, made up for the missed meal, and then rested.

This time, there were no further unexpected events.

The next morning, after settling his bill, Jiang Ning headed towards a place and soon arrived at a dilapidated house, where he happened to see the same rogue from the previous day.

"The early bird catches the worm."

The rogue stretched and then went out the door.

Jiang Ning followed him through the streets and saw him gather with several hooligans. The group went out onto the street and started doing the same thing as yesterday.

However, unlike yesterday, this rogue had other rogues waiting nearby when he was swiping the money bag, it seems he had called for help after learning his lesson from yesterday.

The victim did not have Jiang Ning's skills, and the ruffian easily got the money bag and left. The group then arrived at a small alley.

"Hey, this money is enough for us guys to have a good meal."

A rogue took the money bag, looked at the silver inside, and laughed.

The rascal Jiang Ning encountered yesterday laughed and said, "Luckily, I didn't run into a madman. Yesterday, that madman said he would kill me if I continued to steal. He's insane. I'm stealing now, how can he kill me?"

The other hooligans laughed upon hearing this.

"Incorrigible."

A sigh suddenly echoed in the alley, followed by a voice.

"Who?"

Several hooligans looked around, but only the one who had seen Jiang Ning before felt that the voice was familiar. Then he saw a figure standing on one side of the alley.

……

"My money!!"

On a main street, a person suddenly burst into tears.

That was the same group of hooligans he had just encountered; now he realized his wallet was gone.

"Who the hell stole my money? This is money for my mother's medicine. Without money, how can I treat my mother's illness?"

The man started crying in the street.

Just then, a boy walked past him.

After a while, the man turned around casually and found a money bag behind him, which was the very money bag he had lost.

……

Kaifeng.

Two days after Jiang Ning left Lanfeng, he arrived in Kaifeng. As soon as he entered the city, he saw a bustling crowd on the street heading in one direction.

"Excuse me, sir, what's going on?"

Jiang Ning stopped one of them and asked.

The man said, "You don't know yet? The leader of the Tianhe Gang is holding a martial arts contest to find a husband for his youngest daughter!"

Chapter 309: Giving Gifts

"A martial arts contest to find a husband?"

Jiang Ning raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

The man glanced at Jiang Ning and said, "You're not from around here, are you?"

Jiang Ning nodded and smiled, "I just arrived in Kaifeng today."

No wonder.

The man nodded and then quickly left.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, or I'll miss the martial arts contest to find a husband."

After speaking, he left.

Jiang Ning glanced at it and then followed.

Jiang Ning followed these people to an open space, where he found a high platform where many people had already gathered.

A group of men were guarding the area and maintaining order.

"Don't push."

The area around the high platform was packed with people, so crowded that even Jiang Ning couldn't squeeze in and could only watch from the very outside.

At this moment, several men held up a large flag and planted it on the platform. The flag read "Martial Arts Contest for Marriage".

"Dear fellow villagers."

An elderly man dressed in fine clothes stepped onto the stage and called out to the crowd.

The old man appeared to be in his eighties, with hair and beard reaching his chest. He seemed to be in good spirits and spoke with a strong voice, which the people standing at a distance could hear clearly.

This move surprised Jiang Ning.

This is a truly top-tier master with profound internal strength.

The old man's voice echoed throughout the venue, silencing the noisy crowd.

The old man looked at the crowd and said, "I am Huang Bolu, the leader of the Tianhe Gang. I'm sure all of you have heard of me."

"I had a daughter late in life, and she, Huang Ying, is now eighteen. It's a pity that no talented young man has come to propose marriage. Today, I've set up this arena to choose a good husband for my daughter. Whoever can defeat my daughter may marry into my Tianhe Gang and become my son-in-law."

Huang Bolu's voice was clear and bright. Although he was over eighty years old, he was still very energetic. His move surprised some of the martial arts practitioners who were watching.

"Chief Huang's martial arts skills are not weak."

A martial arts practitioner who lived very close to Jiangning whispered to his companion.

"That is."

Upon hearing this, a member of the Tianhe Gang raised his head.

"Our leader is known in the martial arts world as the Silver-Haired Dragon. He was a figure who stirred up the world back in the day. However, since establishing the Tianhe Gang, he has made quite a few appearances in the martial arts world. But who dares to underestimate our leader? Who dares to underestimate the Tianhe Gang?"

Upon hearing the man's words, the two martial arts figures smiled but remained silent.

Since Huang Bolu established the Tianhe Gang, it has grown into a large gang in the Shandong, Henan, and Hubei regions. The gang has a large number of members, claiming to have more than 10,000 people. However, Yue Buqun once mentioned to Jiang Ning that the Tianhe Gang had lax rules and many criminals, and its reputation in the martial arts world was not good. But it is indeed a very powerful gang.

The last time Jiang Ning went down Mount Hua to meet the Hengshan Sect, the deputy leader of the Tianhe Gang surrounded them, but after being killed by Jiang Ning, no one from the Tianhe Gang ever came again.

Jiang Ning glanced at Huang Boliu on the stage, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Ying'er, come up here."

After Huang Boliu finished speaking, he said to the person behind him, and a moment later a girl in a tight-fitting outfit walked onto the stage.

With bright eyes and white teeth, and a tall and slender figure, she is a beauty just by looking at her face.

As soon as the young girl stepped onto the stage, many martial arts practitioners in the audience stared in disbelief.

"Haha."

Upon seeing this, Huang Boliu burst into laughter.

"Let's begin."

After saying that, Huang Boliu looked at his daughter Huang Ying and said, "Ying'er, this is a big deal about finding you a husband, so you have to take it seriously."

Huang Ying nodded.

Huang Boliu stepped off the stage with a smile.

Huang Ying looked at the crowd below the stage and said loudly, "Whoever can beat me can become my husband? Who wants to go first?"

Jiang Ning watched this scene from a distance.

He has no intention of taking action now.

"I'll do it!"

A man rushed onto the stage and bowed to Huang Ying.

"Miss Huang, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Ying interrupted him: "Enough with the nonsense, let's get started."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Huang Ying made her move.