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

Seeing that Master Qi died so quickly, Chief Shi, who was still furious, felt a jolt in his heart and looked at Jiang Ning.

"Since you are Tian Boguang's good friend, then go down and keep him company, don't let him be too lonely."

puff!

With a flash of sword light, Jiang Ning sheathed his sword.

Chief Shi was decapitated.

Jiang Ning and the other two walked out of the hall, where corpses were scattered everywhere.

Although the White Dragon Gang is considered a martial arts gang, their martial arts skills are very poor. Even the gang leader is only second-rate and no match for Lin Pingzhi. The gang members are just ordinary people with some martial arts skills. Not to mention Jiang Ning, Linghu Chong, and Lin Pingzhi, even Jiang Ning alone could kill them all.

"Senior Brother Jiang Ning, where are we going now?"

Lin Pingzhi asked.

Linghu Chong interjected, "Let's hurry on our way to Shaolin."

Jiang Ning had no objections. Although he had already found out the names of dozens of gangs, these gangs were not close to Jiujiang Prefecture. Going to them one by one would take too much time. Moreover, according to Master Qi, many of these gangs had received Ren Yingying's orders and had set off for Pingding Prefecture. If he went now, he would most likely be disappointed.

"Alright."

Jiang Ning nodded.

Even if we want to cause trouble for these gangs, there's no rush after we finish visiting the Putian Shaolin Temple.

Jiang Ning and his two companions left the White Dragon Gang's base, departed from Jiujiang Prefecture, and continued their journey through Nanchang Prefecture and Fuzhou Prefecture before entering Yanping Prefecture and finally set foot in Fujian Province.

Yanping Prefecture is about 600 li away from Fuzhou Prefecture, which is not far. It would take a few days at most to get there by horseback.

Upon entering Yanping Prefecture, Jiang Ning and his two companions prepared to find an inn to rest for the night before continuing their journey the next day.

"Please have mercy, sir."

A beggar's voice rang out from beside me; the voice was childish.

Jiang Ning turned his head and saw a little beggar holding a broken bowl, begging from him.

Upon seeing the beggar, Jiang Ning's gaze sharpened.

The little beggar had only one hand and both legs, but one leg was twisted, making him look very pitiful, not much different from the little beggars he had encountered in Sichuan.

"Please, sir, have mercy and give me some charity."

The little beggar looked at Jiang Ning with a pleading expression.

When Lin Pingzhi saw the little beggar's appearance, he was reminded of his own past as a beggar, and his heart ached. He searched his pockets and prepared to take out a silver ingot to give it to him, but Jiang Ning stopped him.

Lin Pingzhi looked over, his gaze questioning.

Jiang Ning didn't say anything.

With so many people on the street, Lin Pingzhi giving such a large ingot of silver to the little beggar would actually harm him.

Linghu Chong frowned as he looked at the little beggar, and took out a few copper coins from his pocket and handed them over.

"Go buy some food."

Linghu Chong said.

These few copper coins were all he had left.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

The little beggar was overjoyed and thanked Linghu Chong repeatedly. He was about to leave, dragging his crippled body with a limp, but Jiang Ning called him back before he left.

What happened to all your injuries?

The little beggar turned around and looked at Jiang Ning with a blank expression.

"Sir, what did you say?"

Jiang Ning looked at his body. In addition to his disability, the little beggar had many scars on his body, which could not be covered by his tattered clothes. One of the scars peeked out from his collar, and its hideous scar was shocking to behold.

Many of these wounds are old, but some are clearly new and were added recently.

"How did you get these injuries? Did someone bully you?"

Jiang Ning asked.

Seeing Jiang Ning point to the wounds on his body, the little beggar hurriedly pulled at his clothes to cover them, a look of panic on his face.

"Sir, I accidentally fell and got all of these."

After saying that, the little beggar limped away quickly.

"Senior brother, is there something wrong with that little beggar?"

Seeing the little beggar leave, Lin Pingzhi also put away the silver and asked Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning looked at the little beggar's retreating figure and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing."

"Let's hurry up and eat so we can set off tomorrow."

Linghu Chong urged.

He was starving.

"it is good."

Lin Pingzhi nodded and prepared to find an inn.

Jiang Ning suddenly said, "Senior Brother, Junior Brother Lin, you two go find an inn first."

"what happened?"

Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi looked at him.

Jiang Ning calmly said, "I'd like to take a stroll."

Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi exchanged glances, wondering why Jiang Ning had suddenly suggested going for a walk, but they didn't say anything.

"Alright, then Junior Brother Lin and I will go find an inn first. Junior Brother, you can find it by following the markings."

Jiang Ning nodded. "Okay."

After Linghu Chong and the other man left, Jiang Ning headed towards the spot where the little beggar had just left.

Jiang Ning walked through the main street into an abandoned alley, where faint wails and curses could be heard.

"Did you say something that upset those three people? They didn't even give you the silver ingot they were going to give you."

A beggar kept punching and kicking the small figure on the ground, cursing incessantly.

Jiang Ning walked to the end and saw this scene. The small figure lying on the ground being beaten was the little beggar who had just begged them.

Besides the beggar and the little beggar who hit him, there were several other people present who stood by and watched coldly.

“I didn’t say anything.”

The little beggar covered his head, curled up, and begged for mercy.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, please stop hitting me."

But the more the little beggar begged for mercy, the more vigorously the beggar beat him, and the heavier his blows became.

"You didn't say anything? If you didn't say anything, why did they suddenly refuse to give it to you? Do you know how long it will take you to get that silver ingot back? I'll fucking beat you to death!"

The beggar hit and cursed at the same time.

"Looks like you're not miserable enough, people don't pity you enough. I'll break your other hand and both legs, so you can lie on the ground begging and beg for more."

Upon witnessing this scene and hearing these words from a distance, Jiang Ning's gaze changed, and a ferocity and anger appeared on his face. With each word the beggar spoke, the ferocity and anger intensified, and his eyes became icy cold.

Chapter 494: The Beggars' Sect

"No, no."

Upon hearing that his hands and legs were to be cut off, the little beggar begged for mercy repeatedly.

"No, I will try my best to beg, please don't cut off my hands and legs."

However, the little beggar's pleas for mercy only made the beggar who was hitting him and the others burst into laughter.

"I'll break your other leg first."

The beggar became more and more excited as he hit the little beggar, and his face became somewhat ferocious and frightening. Just as he was about to strike the little beggar's other leg, he suddenly felt a chill around him.

"Strange, why is the weather so cold in September?"

The beggar glanced at the sky in confusion. The sun was still shining brightly. He lowered his head and was about to continue his work when he suddenly noticed something was wrong out of the corner of his eye.

The beggar turned his head and saw a young man standing not far away. The young man was expressionless, and the beggar could even see the coldness in his eyes when he looked in his direction.

"Ok?"

The others also noticed Jiang Ning and shouted sternly.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? If you know what's good for you, get out of here!"

Jiang Ning's eyes darted around, glancing at the little beggar on the ground, then at the group of people, before he stepped over.

Seeing that the man ignored the warning and was still coming over, the group immediately rushed towards Jiang Ning.

One of them reached out and grabbed him, but Jiang Ning seized his five fingers with a single, dislocated hand technique, causing the man to scream in agony.

After crippling this person, another threw a punch. Jiang Ning was even faster, reaching out to grab the arm that was swinging at him. With a twist and a pull, the man's arm broke at the crook of his arm. As Jiang Ning pulled, the bone in his forearm was also pulled out, and a broken bone tip was exposed to the air, oozing blood.

Jiang Ning didn't stop moving. Grabbing the man's forearm that had been pulled out, he stabbed it into the other man's eye socket. The bone tip disappeared into the eye socket, a very horrifying scene.

Two shrill screams rang out, and the three people were instantly crippled. One of them, whose eye socket was pierced by a bone, died shortly afterward.

Seeing Jiang Ning's brutal methods, the beggar who had been beating the little beggar was terrified and tried to run away, but the alley had come to an end and the exit was on Jiang Ning's side. He had nowhere to escape and huddled against the wall, looking utterly terrified.

"Who...who are you? How dare you touch us? We are members of the Beggars' Sect!"

Even at this point, the beggar was still subconsciously threatening Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning just stared at him, expressionless.

A feeling of fear kept welling up in his heart. The beggar's legs trembled and he could not muster any strength. He slowly slid down the wall.

Jiang Ning looked down at him and softly uttered two words.