Chapter 61

Lu Xuanwu nodded lightly, "It's not a big deal. For martial artists like us, where are there any kind-hearted people?

Even when carrying sharp weapons, the urge to kill arises on its own, let alone for us; having some baleful energy is of no consequence."

Qin Jiang shook his head, "No, I mean, I don't need to hide this baleful energy in the depths of my heart."

Come to think of it, it was time to resolve the Li family's affairs.

Standing up, he left directly.

Lu Xuanwu sat in his chair, his eyes deep as he watched Qin Jiang's departing back.

He suddenly felt that Qin Jiang seemed to have become different; was it the influence of the baleful energy?

The extremely dense baleful energy from that day had truly given him a great shock.

Thinking of his octogenarian age, he had never seen anyone who could train the baleful energy of the Red Tiger Fist to that degree.

That was it; with such baleful energy, it was normal for it to affect one's sanity.

However, with the Tiger Sha Pill, it could still be controlled. As it stood, Qin Jiang was just a bit extreme.

The next day, on the main street of the South City, hundreds of Red Tiger Gang members moved out in unison, flooding the street like a black current.

Residents and shopkeepers on the street saw this and hurriedly closed their doors and windows; in this day and age, they didn't want to suffer any unprovoked disaster. If they were caught in the crossfire, it would be too unlucky.

Step, step, step! Step, step, step! The sound of hooves echoed through the street, and before long, they stopped in front of a mansion—it was Li Songzheng's Li Mansion.

Whoa~~ Pulling the horses to a stop, Qin Jiang waved his hand, "Surround it! Don't let a single mouse escape!"

The sound of dense, rapid footsteps was everywhere; in just a few minutes, hundreds of gang members had completely surrounded the entire Li Mansion.

The two servants guarding the Li Mansion gate looked at Qin Jiang with shrinking eyes, unable to utter a single word.

The Red Tiger Gang's fierce reputation was widespread; who didn't know how brutal this gang was?

Not rushing to break into the mansion, Qin Jiang rode his horse back and forth outside the gate with interest, the crisp sound of hooves striking like beats against a heart.

Before long, a commotion came from inside the mansion, and a fat man in brocade clothes walked out with a group of servants—it was Li Songzheng.

There were about fifty or so servants, some holding blades, others holding staves, looking fierce.

But upon seeing the Red Tiger Gang members surrounding the entire Li Mansion, their bodies still trembled uncontrollably.

After all, the Red Tiger Gang was responsible for order in the Outer City; in their eyes, their status was almost equivalent to the government.

"Haha! This official, I wonder what important business brings you to my Li Mansion?"

Li Songzheng smiled, puffing out his big belly; anyone who saw the smile on his face would only think it was sincere, never suspecting he was a fierce martial artist.

Qin Jiang looked at him, unable to help but recall the night his arms were broken; it was truly hard to overlap this fat man before him with the man who had been like a majestic eagle that night.

Looking at that honest-looking smile, he couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Master Li, you colluded with demons to slaughter over a hundred civilians, the evidence is conclusive—do you have anything else to say!"

Li Songzheng's pupils shrank violently upon hearing this, his smile freezing on his face.

Damn it! Who exactly is this guy?! How does he know about this?! Having dealings with demons wasn't a big deal, and these unruly people in the Outer City were killed if they were killed.

As the saying goes, if the people don't report it, the officials don't investigate; he had killed them cleanly, so of course, there wouldn't be any problems.

But if these two things were combined, and it had been exposed, then it was a bit troublesome.

However, years of pretense allowed him to recover quickly, and he looked at Qin Jiang and smiled: "The official is joking; my Li Mansion has no demons, and we would never do anything to harm civilians."

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest slightly, "Perhaps the official doesn't know, but my Li family has always had a good reputation in this South City. Although I, Li Songzheng, cannot be considered a gentleman, I have opened granaries and distributed porridge; I would absolutely never engage in such conduct."

Qin Jiang smiled upon hearing this, "Master Li is too modest. Whether it is true or not, whether you admit it or not, you will naturally know in a moment."

Having said that, he waved his hand, "Search! Kill anyone who dares to block you!"

"Yes! Boss! Brothers, follow me!" Meng An drew his waist blade directly and led dozens of gang members into the mansion.

The gleaming blades made the Li Mansion servants afraid to block them. Li Songzheng felt a chill upon hearing this—this fellow had such heavy killing intent! Just as he was thinking about how to respond, a bell sound suddenly rang in his ears.

"Ding-ling~~"

The tremolo swept over, and the Red Tiger Gang members outside the mansion stood frozen in place; only a few Head Chiefs and Deacons still had the ability to resist.

"Hmph!"

Qin Jiang let out a cold snort while sitting on his horse, and the surging baleful energy swept directly across the entire street, restoring clarity to all the gang members.

"Fellow Daoist, why be so aggressive? Master Li has always been devout and would never commit murder."

The voice came from inside the mansion, and a thin, gaunt mage with a handlebar mustache wearing a Bagua robe walked out.

He held a copper coin sword in his right hand and a gold bell in his left.

Qin Jiang ignored him, signaling for Meng An to take people inside to search.

The Red Tiger Gang members rushed into the Li Mansion, and before long, sounds of smashing and breaking erupted.

The mage's face was gloomy as he looked at Qin Jiang, "Fellow Daoist, you are taking too little account of this poor Daoist."

Qin Jiang laughed directly upon hearing this, leaning forward slightly while sitting on his horse, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist, you won't be able to run either. Today, both of you must die."

The mage's face changed, seemingly understanding something, and he wanted to retreat into the mansion, but was blocked by Li Songzheng.

"Don't go; I have arranged for people to invite my brother and the County Magistrate, and they will be here before long," Li Songzheng said.

He didn't want to face Qin Jiang here alone while letting this stinking rat find an opportunity to slip away.

The mage looked angry, but ultimately didn't flare up, violently flicking his sleeves and turning to the side.

Not long after, the commotion inside the mansion gradually subsided.

But before Meng An and the others could come out, the sound of hooves rang out on the street.

A carriage sped over; Red Tiger Gang members standing on the road didn't dodge at all as it approached. If they hadn't dodged in time, they would have been dead or crippled.

"Stop! What are you doing?! Who gave you the guts?!"

A slightly sharp and mean voice came from the carriage, and a middle-aged man in official robes lifted the curtain and poked half his body out.

His figure wasn't strong, but his palms were very thick, like palm-leaf fans, slightly tinged with red.

Qin Jiang waved his hand, signaling the Red Tiger Gang members to clear the road.

"Who are you? Is this how Lu Xuanwu manages his subordinates?! Let Lu Xuanwu come to see this official!" the middle-aged man said.

Qin Jiang smiled, "County Magistrate, don't be impatient; everything will be revealed in a moment."

Seeing that Song Xiaoan had arrived, Li Songzheng looked behind him and discovered that his brother hadn't followed, but he still hardened his stance.

He looked at Qin Jiang, "This brother, although I, Li, don't know where I offended you, I am willing to apologize—how about we let it go at that?"

As long as it was a few more days, after he finished cleaning up, there wouldn't be any so-called evidence at all.

By then, he would definitely have his brother arrest this guy before him and torture him properly!

Qin Jiang dismounted, walked to Li Songzheng, and looked down at him with his tall figure, "Master Li, don't you remember me?"

Li Songzheng and Qin Jiang looked at each other, his eyes filled with doubt, and then he suddenly realized, "It's you!"

He recognized these eyes—the mysterious man in black who had disappeared! Unaccountably, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

"Boss! We found it!"

(End of chapter)