155: Chapter 155 Investigation in Progress, Fat Sheep?
As soon as these words were spoken.
The expressions of the two men changed instantly, and the slight contempt in their eyes cleared up in a flash.
Luo Cheng!
A personal disciple; this status was not one bit inferior to Chen Yichuan's.
Immediately, the two cupped their hands and flattered Zhao Ritian.
This pleased Zhao Ritian greatly, and he cast a grateful glance at Chen Yichuan.
For no other reason.
As a disciple of Luo Cheng, he knew who his master cared about the most—Chen Yichuan.
"Ahem, enough idle talk. I only said those things to let you two know that even if the sky falls, we have people backing us."
"Investigate boldly!!"
"Give me news within a day," Chen Yichuan ordered in a deep voice.
Hearing this.
The two exchanged glances and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Yes, Lord Yichuan."
"We will set out immediately. You won't be disappointed in our investigation."
Hmm.
Chen Yichuan nodded with satisfaction, and just as the two were about to turn and leave.
"By the way, when you investigate, you must find out clearly if there is a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist closely following these people!"
A Fourth-Rank Martial Artist?
Hiss.
Hearing this, the two gasped, secretly thinking that this task would not be easy to complete.
Despite this, Fan Changkong gritted his teeth and bit the bullet, stepping forward to ask: "Lord Yichuan, what if there is a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist with the mastermind? What should we do?"
What should you do?
Hehe, Chen Yichuan smiled faintly: "If there is a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist, then I will wait for Uncle Luo to return before dealing with them!"
"If there isn't... Hehe, then I will strike with thunderous force and screw them over!"
"That is all. Dismissed. I will wait for your news at Qingshan Martial Arts Hall."
Chen Yichuan waved his hand, signaling them to withdraw.
Just at this moment.
Zhao Ritian, who was standing to the side, couldn't sit still and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, you two, can I go with you to investigate?"
"Hehe, I have no other thoughts, I just want to broaden my horizons."
Fan Changkong and Gao Changhe didn't speak, but looked at Chen Yichuan with a tacit understanding.
"Hmm? Why are you looking at me!"
"Didn't you hear Young Master Zhao speak? He has backing, it's fine," Chen Yichuan chuckled, teasing them.
Hearing this, the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Taking Zhao Ritian with them, they soon disappeared from the spot.
Seeing this, Chen Yichuan revealed a smile: "Phew, having subdued the two Squad Leaders and freed up some time, the next step is to cultivate martial arts."
The reason he went to such great lengths was, first, because Chen Yichuan really didn't understand the ways of the constables, and second, with helpers... he could free up his hands to cultivate martial arts.
In the Xuan Domain, strength is still supreme.
...
Qingshan Martial Arts Hall, by a small pond near the rockery.
"Yichuan, the martial arts hall only has water in this one place, do you think it's suitable? If not, I'll have Ma San find another spot for you," Instructor Huang Hu said in a deep voice.
Although he didn't know what martial arts Chen Yichuan was cultivating that required soaking in water.
But as long as Chen Yichuan spoke, Instructor Huang Hu would do it.
Looking around, Chen Yichuan nodded: "This place is fine. Uncle Hu, you are still injured, just have Ma San stay here to accompany me."
Hearing this, Instructor Huang Hu nodded and didn't insist.
Before long, only Chen Yichuan and Ma Sanhuang were left under the rockery.
Before going into the water.
"Ma San, this martial art takes a long time to cultivate. If there is news from Gao Changhe, remember to call me."
"Yes, Lord Yichuan, I understand." Ma Sanhuang cupped his hands, very respectfully.
Hmm.
Chen Yichuan nodded, holding two things in his hands: the Water-Avoiding Pill and the Water Avoidance Technique.
Compared to the Water Avoidance Technique that required cultivation, Chen Yichuan preferred the Water-Avoiding Pill.
5 points of strength; he was salivating over it.
"Tsk, but to be fair, there really are a lot of pills in the Xuan Domain that increase attributes."
"Compared to those aristocratic family disciples, I still have to work hard!" Chen Yichuan whispered, took the Water-Avoiding Pill, and submerged his whole body into the pond.
He began to cultivate the Water Avoidance Technique.
...
Huajian Alley.
Fan Changkong led Zhao Ritian through street after street; along the way, there were almost only children with broken hands and feet, or even blind children begging.
"Kind sir, kind lady, please have mercy and give me some money."
"Please give some money, if I don't have money, I will get beaten when I go back."
"Wuwuwu, Nuannuan misses Mommy."
"..."
Listening to these rising and falling sounds, Zhao Ritian couldn't bear it, pulled a string of copper coins from his pocket, and distributed them one by one to these 'pitiful' children at the scene.
Fan Changkong, who was beside him, wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
A large crowd of children surged up.
In no time, Zhao Ritian's pocket was empty, and he even borrowed some money from Fan Changkong.
"Young Master Zhao... you..."
Fan Changkong was about to say something, but suddenly shut his mouth.
As a constable, he was very sharp... he immediately realized that they were being watched.
He swallowed the words of persuasion he was about to say.
Instead, he switched to a fawning, obsequious, and flattering expression: "Oh my, Young Master Zhao, you really are a great philanthropist; this little brother is not as good as you!"
"Seeing these pitiful children, I should also be generous."
As he said this.
Fan Changkong was very generous, scattering all the silver on his person, and even a few silver notes.
This made the children scramble for them, and even passersby wanted to join in.
However, seeing the weapons tucked at the waists of Fan Changkong and Zhao Ritian, this thought instantly vanished.
For no other reason.
The two before them gave passersby the impression that they were heroic knights upholding justice.
After scattering his own silver, Fan Changkong pulled Zhao Ritian, and the two strolled away from the crowded street.
Just at this moment.
Several pairs of eyes that had been watching this place from the dark emerged one by one.
As soon as they came up, they shouted loudly, taking the money from the 'beggars', not letting a single copper coin slip by, stuffing it all into their pockets.
Any beggar who dared to resist was met with a barrage of punches and kicks.
After robbing them, this group of thugs didn't forget to leave behind harsh words.
"Hehe, you 'little runts' did well, but today's quota doesn't count. If anyone doesn't beg enough, hehe..."
After dropping this sentence, the thugs left together, laughing and joking.
Leaving behind only a group of beggars with dull eyes and vacant expressions.
They had no choice but to continue begging along the street, praying for handouts from passersby.
A tavern where the thugs often stayed.
"Haha, drink up, drink up! We ran into a fat sheep today, it adds up to a full ten taels of gold! Haha, we're rich!"
The leader of the thugs raised a large bowl high and said with a laugh.
Just as they were holding their bowls and drinking heartily.
A thug said at an inopportune moment, "Brother Dog, ten taels of gold, we can only take one tael. We mustn't be greedy, in case the master finds out."
"All of us will be in big trouble."
As soon as these words were spoken.
The lively atmosphere vanished instantly, and Brother Dog smashed his wine bowl on the ground.
"Hmph, bad luck!"
"Ten taels of gold, do I dare to be greedy? The master has heaven-defying abilities. Zhang Cai, stop talking nonsense, shut your mouth!"
As the words fell.
The thug who had just spoken instantly fell silent.