68: Many "friends" look for Lu Xiaofeng

Two figures, one white and one green, carrying an all-encompassing Killing Intent, pursued the disheveled “red shadow” that was fleeing in panic, sticking to him like a shadow.

The dust had not yet settled. At a tea stall by the official road at the foot of Wanmei Villa, several escorts had just gulped down half a bowl of coarse tea, about to complain about the chilling spring cold of this wretched weather.

“Whoosh—!”

A shadow, wrapped in tattered red cloth and with two dark, hairy legs, shot past them almost skimming the ground, like a monkey whose backside was on fire!

The speed was so great that it stirred up a foul wind, making the tea stall's tattered cloth curtains flap wildly, and the teacups on the table jumped three times.

“Oh, my dear mother!” Zhao Gang, the leader of the escorts, known as Black Fiend, spat out a mouthful of tea, choking and rolling his eyes. “What just went past? A wild boar spirit?!”

Before he finished speaking, two more figures, as if tearing through the air, suddenly appeared in the middle of the official road.

One green, one white.

The green robe fluttered, like the cold water of a deep pond, and the strangely shaped longsword in his hand carried a silent Killing Intent that made all things wither.

The white clothes were whiter than snow, and he was peerlessly aloof. He held a longsword in a black scabble, and his entire being was like a block of ice that had not melted for ten thousand years. Wherever his gaze swept, even the air seemed to freeze.

“Hiss—!”

A collective gasp of cold air instantly rose from the tea stall. A few timid porters' hands trembled, spilling all their tea down their necks.

“The one in white… is… is Ximen Chuixue?” an experienced old escort master shouted in shock.

“The one in green holding the strange sword is Sword Devil Lu Jiuyuan?” another man asked, his face equally horrified.

“Absolutely no mistake. Wanmei Villa is not far away. And that pure Killing Intent, I’ve heard people talk about it, it's definitely Sword Devil.”

“Then who is the hairy-legged person being chased by the two of them, currently on the run?”

“To be chased by both of them and still be ahead… could it be Four Eyebrows Lu Xiaofeng?”

“My heavens… Ximen Chuixue and Lu Jiuyuan… working together to hunt down Lu Xiaofeng? Why?”

“It seems they’re chasing him out of Wanmei Villa…”

“Working together?” Zhao Gang's ox-like eyes widened. “Did that bastard Lu Xiaofeng dig up Ximen's ancestral grave, or did he sleep with Sword Devil's wife?”

“Sword Devil doesn’t have a wife!”

“Then he dug up Sword Devil's ancestral grave and slept with Ximen Chuixue's wife!”

The two figures, like demon gods, paused only for a very brief moment.

As soon as Zhao Gang spoke, he felt two streams of Killing Intent instantly lock onto him. Without a word, Zhao Gang slapped himself twice.

“That’s what you get for talking too much, for spouting nonsense!”

Whoosh, the two figures resumed their pursuit. Only when the two streams of Killing Intent completely vanished did Zhao Gang let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the other escorts exchanged glances and raised their eyebrows, silently mouthing: “It seems Old Zhao guessed right!”

“If he wasn’t right, they wouldn’t have stopped. Didn't you see Ximen Chuixue glare at Old Zhao?”

“No one knows where Sword Devil's ancestral grave is, but Ximen Chuixue's wife is right there in Wanmei Villa…”

“It's not strange for Lu Xiaofeng to do something like this. Everyone in Jianghu knows he's a lecherous philanderer; sleeping with a friend's wife isn't a one-time thing for him.

It’s just that this time, he’s probably hit a brick wall!”

“Sword Devil kills lecherous villains throughout Jianghu, and Ximen Chuixue himself is a Sword God… Lu Xiaofeng is in deep trouble!”

“Do you think he can escape?” a man murmured.

“Escape?” The old escort master swallowed hard. “That’s Sword God Ximen Chuixue! And Sword Saint Lu Jiuyuan!

Who in the world can escape when these two masters join forces to hunt them down?

Lingxi Finger can block one blade, but can it block two?

Lu Xiaofeng… this time he might really turn into a ‘dead Phoenix’!”

“But Lu Xiaofeng is best at creating miracles, maybe he can survive!”

“Wait, this news just broke. It can sell for big money, and maybe someone will even set up a betting table…”

“Quick, quick, let's go to the city and sell the news!”

The news, like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil, instantly exploded!

“Did you hear?! Wanmei Villa! Ximen Chuixue and Sword Saint Lu Jiuyuan have joined forces!”

“Joined forces? Against whom?”

“Who else?! Four Eyebrows Lu Xiaofeng!

It is said… it is said that Lu Xiaofeng was so audacious as to sleep with Ximen Chuixue's wife, and they caught him in the act!”

“My heavens! This… this…”

“Absolutely true! There are escorts who saw it with their own eyes!

Lu Xiaofeng, with his two hairy legs, like long johns, running frantically with his bare backside covered in tattered red cloth.

He was being chased by Ximen Chuixue and Lu Jiuyuan like a stray dog!”

“Then he’s definitely dead?”

“He’s definitely dead!”

“Those two masters are truly enraged! Their Killing Intent… it's said it can freeze a person from hundreds of steps away! Lu Xiaofeng has no escape this time!

The Great Kiln Casino has opened a betting table: betting on Lu Xiaofeng surviving three days pays one to one, five days pays two to one, ten days pays five to one, and a month pays ten to one!”

This news instantly stirred up a thousand waves in Jianghu.

Ximen Chuixue and Lu Jiuyuan joining forces to hunt down Lu Xiaofeng! This news was too shocking, too bizarre, and too… exciting!

For a time, Jianghu was in an uproar.

Carrier pigeons flew in all directions like locusts, and galloping messengers kicked up dust on the official roads.

Countless eyes, whether malicious, purely curious, or holding old grudges and new enmities with Lu Xiaofeng, focused on this unprecedented pursuit.

“Four Eyebrows Lu Xiaofeng, this time he’s probably really going to fall!”

“Tsk tsk, dares to touch Ximen Chuixue’s wife? Lu Xiaofeng must think his life is too long!”

“Sword God plus Sword Devil, even the King of Hell would kick his legs, Lu Xiaofeng has no escape! He’s dead for sure!”

“Betting is open! Bet on how many days Lu Xiaofeng can live! Place your bets!”

...Hua Manlou, Daoist Mu, Great Master Kugua, Honest Monk, Sikong Zhaixing, and Master Gusong gathered in a circle.

Tea was on the table, but no one was willing to touch it.

They were all good friends of Lu Xiaofeng, but at this moment, each of them had a gloomy face.

“It’s been three days, and there’s no news of Lu Xiaofeng’s death yet. It seems he’s still alive; no bad news is good news,” Master Gusong said.

“Even if he’s still alive, he’s probably not far from death,” Honest Monk said very honestly.

“No one can withstand the combined pursuit of Sword God and Sword Devil, not even Lu Xiaofeng,” Daoist Mu said. “We must find a way to save him!”

“Don’t you suspect that Lu Xiaofeng might be innocent?” Hua Manlou raised a question.

Everyone present exchanged glances and shook their heads in unison. This was very much like Lu Xiaofeng; that lecherous scoundrel, he could indeed do such a shameless thing.

No suspicion!

Moreover, Ximen Chuixue would not joke about his wife’s reputation, and Lu Jiuyuan, who detests evil, would not joke about such a matter either.

“I heard, just heard, that Ximen Chuixue believes Lu Jiuyuan owes him a duel, and Lu Jiuyuan proposed that whoever kills the degenerate lecher Lu Xiaofeng first would be the winner!”

Daoist Mu said gravely, “I think everyone understands Lu Jiuyuan’s determination to kill lechers.

In Hangzhou, he forced a prefect to his death, making a father kill his sons, striking at the heart, because both of the prefect’s sons were lechers.

Lu Xiaofeng has completely run afoul of his taboo this time!”

“Daoist Mu, what you said is clear to everyone. The most crucial thing now is to find the three of them, and then stop Lu Jiuyuan and Ximen Chuixue.

Lu Xiaofeng knows he can’t shake them off in ordinary places, so now he’s gone deep into the mountains and old forests. It’s even harder for us to find him.”

“Just because we can’t find him doesn’t mean no one can!” Sikong Zhaixing suddenly said.

“Who can find him?”

“Grandpa Tortoise, Great Wisdom and Great Comprehension!”

“He’s already dead, bitten by a poisonous snake when Lu Xiaofeng was investigating Ye Gucheng!” Daoist Mu said. “I saw it with my own eyes.”

“I know Grandpa Tortoise is dead, but his intelligence network is still there. Grandpa Tortoise is dead, but his great-grandson is still there.

With his intelligence network, he might really be able to find them,” Situ Zhaixing said.

Speaking of the Grandpa Tortoise lineage, they have specialized in selling intelligence for many generations. They were selling intelligence during Detective Li's time, then called the Old Tortoise of the Dragon God Temple.

The next generation was called Tortoise Son, the third generation was called Tortoise Grandson, which was Grandpa Tortoise who died last year. Now the new successor, Great-grandson Tortoise, is also known as Little Bastard.

“After Grandpa Tortoise died, they completely went silent. It’s hard to say how they are now. Let’s look for them first! Only by finding them can we talk about saving him! I don’t think it’s reliable!” Daoist Mu shook his head.

“How about we all go and try to persuade them?”

“We’ll be chopped to death by Sword Devil…”