45 Hong San is Already on the Way with Qin Huaiâs Head
âAh?â
The sudden news shocked Qi Yangbing. On the side, Li Bowu had also forgotten the pain and anger that Qin Huai had brought to him.
âWho are the ones who died?â
âThe twins of the Wang family, the precious daughter of the manager of Ji Feng restaurant⦠Thereâs so many that I canât quite remember.â The junior brother frowned and thought hard. âAnyway, there are two second refinement, eight first refinement, and around twenty apprenticesâ¦â
âArenât there around forty people there?â
âIs that so? In any case, many people died, so those cultivators must be the right ones. I didnât have time to count the rest, so I rushed back to report.â
âBut Iâll leave Senior Brother Li behind to watch. If thereâs any follow-up news, Senior Brother Li will know.â
Everyone looked at each other. It must be known that the average number of fighters in the eight major dojos was only slightly more than a hundred. Who could bear the death of ten martial artists in one breath?
Qi Yangbing was deep in thought. Over twenty people died in the White Flow Mountain. This was definitely not something that the small bandit groups could do.
It seemed only his own comrades were left. He looked up and swept his gaze over the crowd. Who could have killed them? Could it be a third refinement martial artist or Senior Brother Fang Han? This was simply breaking the rules.
âJunior Brother Qin! Qin Huai?â
Some suddenly stopped at the door and waved. It was Qin Huai.
âSenior Brother Qi! Greetings, senior brothers!â When Qin Huai saw Qi Yangbing, he took the initiative to walk over.
When he passed by, he glanced at Li Bowu, who was full of resentment, and did not say anything.
âJunior Brother Qin, did you just come back from the mine?â Qi Yangbingâs face was covered in dirt. There was still some red and white powder on his head and face. Oh, it should be a five-colored face.
âYes, I picked some good ores and sent them to Master Song. I even ran into the people from the Thunderbolt Dojo and ended up in a bad state,â Qin Huai explained casually.
âTsk, tsk. As expected of Masterâs direct disciple. Heâs so diligent!â Li Bowuâs voice sounded faint, and anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his words.
Qi Yangbing laughed and changed the topic. âJunior Brother, have you heard that around forty people from the Thunderbolt Dojo died in the mine? Now, their families are all in the city, planning to cause trouble. There are ten of them.â
âI heard a few of my senior and junior brothers mention it on the way here.â Qin Huai told the truth. He had never heard of this.
But after hearing Qi Yangbingâs description⦠These people should be the ones who died at his hands. They had all become his nutrients.
âAccording to my guess, these people should be killed by one of the instructors of our dojoâ¦â Senior Brother Hao made a bold guess.
âItâs most likely that itâs Instructor Li. His sonâs legs were broken by that grandson Hong San, so itâs reasonable for him to take revenge.â
âThatâs impossible. Instructor Li has been taking care of Senior Brother Li at home. He hasnât even stepped out of the courtyard,â someone immediately clarified.
Everyone started to look at each other and guess who had such âgreat achievements.â
âNo matter what, only a person with such courage is worthy of being Masterâs direct disciple.â Li Bowu suddenly began to point the spearhead. â I, Li Bowu, have been restrained in the past few years. Although I barely have some achievements in saving the dying, helping the injured, and teaching my junior brothers, I didnât kill many grandsons of the Thunderbolt Dojo. I am indeed ashamed.
âIf this person becomes Masterâs direct disciple, Iâll be convinced. But if we donât have this achievement, we wonât be able to make our Changshan Dojoâs name and reputation! Then I, Li Bowu, will be the first to disagree!â Li Bowu pointed out. Or rather, he was about to point at Qin Huaiâs nose and scold him.
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Pingnan City
Gu He was standing in front of the Thunderbolt Dojoâs entrance in the city, in front of the dojoâs iron shop.
This was the biggest shop of the Thunderbolt Dojo in Pingnan City. It was also the place where many people came to pay for the examination.
But now, it had become a place for the families of the dead to cause trouble.
Gu He took the initiative to take on the task of calming down and mediating the situation. In front of him was the family of the deceased in the mine. Many of them were ladies in gold and silver, looking elegant and graceful.
The more elegant ones cried like raindrops on a pear blossom, while the more boorish ones pointed at the sign of the Thunderbolt Dojo and cursed.
âYou are the number one martial arts school and the head of the eight major martial arts centers. How do you protect your disciples?â
âYou said that the life and death of the people in the dojo are common, but this is forty people! Theyâre all gone in one night!â
âAnd my son has been dead for two days, and you didnât even inform me!â
âThatâs right, thatâs right!â
âYou still want to hide it? If we hadnât gone to visit our relatives and found out that our son hadnât returned for a long time, how long were you planning to hide it?!â
Gu He looked at the crowd in front of him and coughed lightly. He circulated his qi and blood to make his voice loud and clear.
âEveryone, the path of martial arts is an extremely risky thing to do. Life and death are common. But we, the Thunderbolt Dojo, will not mistreat or treat those who die for the martial arts school half-heartedly. The compensation for the apprentices is five hundred taels. If the family has children, they can test their talent in the dojo for free. If they fail, they can find a job in the dojo.â
As soon as he said this, the womenâs cries in front of him instantly decreased by half. There were still some exquisitely dressed women who managed to maintain their dignity. They were all people who didnât lack money and jobs, and their eyes were filled with fear and anger.
Gu He continued, âA first-tier martial artist will be compensated with a thousand taels, and a second-tier martial artist will be compensated with two thousand taels. If your family has a business to take care of, the dojo can provide protection. One yearâs protection fee will be waived, and the protection fee will be reduced to 70% for three years.â
This time, the women in front of him stopped crying. They also knew the risks of practicing martial arts, not to mention that in todayâs world, there was no such thing as an undead.
The poor would die, the rich would die, and so would the martial artists. Moreover, the dead could not be resurrected.
It was impossible for them to overturn the Thunderbolt Dojo. This was the best way to deal with it.
âEveryone, the dead cannot be brought back to life.â Seeing this, Gu Heâs face revealed a satisfied and even proud smile. It was indeed tricky to kill so many people at once.
But fortunately, the head had already thought of a countermeasure. It was nothing more than bleeding a little and using benefits to fill the gap.
âThen⦠Who killed them? You guys should at least tell us clearly and avenge our child, right?â A woman took the lead.
âIndeed! We canât just let things go like this, right?â
âThatâs right. So many people have died. Isnât this a slap to the face of your dojo?â
The women were not easy to deal with, and they all shouted.
âNaturally! This is only natural! We, the Thunderbolt Dojo, will definitely take revenge! And itâs already being reported!â Gu Heâs voice became even louder. âAccording to our intelligence, the person who killed your beloved sons and daughters is Qin Huai from the Changshan Dojo! That kid is ruthless and bloodthirsty, and heâs long gone astray while practicing martial arts.
âFurthermore, that person has cultivated three white dragons in the second refinement realm, which is a rare sight. His strength is not something that ordinary martial artists can compare to. Butâ¦â
The smile on Gu Heâs face grew wider. âHong San of the Thunderbolt Dojo, who is also known as Big and Small Hong like Reihom, has personally entered the mine. We must kill the evil Qin Huai and avenge our fellow disciples!â
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âIf nothing unexpected happens, Hong San should be on his way here with Qin Huaiâs head in his hand.â Gu He counted with his fingers, his face full of confidence.