Chapter 1970: You're Really Good Dogs! (First Chapter, Requesting Subscription)

"Boss, I've brought shame upon you!"

Bai Shijing felt ashamed, bowing his head and saluting Qiao Feng with a respectful gesture.

I was the first to step forward, hoping to bring honor to the Beggar's Sect.

But instead, I was humiliated—I couldn't even defeat a girl barely in her teens; now I'll surely become a laughingstock.

Qiao Feng laughed heartily: "Elder Bai, why take it to heart? This young lady's swordplay is extraordinary, her martial skills remarkable—what shame is there in losing to her?"

Though Qiao Feng was a rough man, his words and actions were always perfectly handled, instantly restoring the Beggar's Sect's dignity.

If he had lost to an ordinary person, it would have made the Beggar's Sect look incompetent.

But this young lady's swordsmanship was superb, her martial arts exceptional—what does it matter if you lost to her?

In fact, Qiao Feng became the sect's leader not only because of his peerless martial prowess, but also because of his impeccable social grace and mastery of human relations.

The reason he fell into Kang Min's trap was simply because he refused to sink to her level.

If he had consorted with Kang Min, Bai Shijing, and others like them, how could so many scandals have arisen?

But alas, Qiao Feng is Qiao Feng.

How could a true hero possibly stand shoulder to shoulder with beggars lurking in filthy sewers?

In truth, even without Kang Min, Qiao Feng's tenure as leader of the Beggar's Sect would not have lasted long.

This is simply because their paths diverged—they could not walk together.

Qiao Feng bowed to Mu Wanzhen and her companions: "My apologies, ladies. Earlier, I acted rashly. Someone of your caliber would never resort to underhanded murder. I was in the wrong—if you wish to hold me accountable, I will accept any punishment. But now is the time for the Beggar's Sect's business; please leave quickly."

In truth, Qiao Feng never believed these foreign girls had killed Ma Dayuan.

After all, they had no grudge, no conflict—why would they commit murder?

"Boss, you can't let them go!"

Before he finished speaking, a clamor erupted: "Deputy Boss's death hasn't been resolved—how can we let them leave now?"

"Exactly!"

"Boss, you must avenge our Deputy Boss!"

Qiao Feng's head throbbed with frustration.

Can't these people see the situation clearly?

Mu Wanzhen sneered: "Qiao Boss, it seems the Beggar's Sect doesn't truly follow your orders!"

Her gaze swept over the group, turning dangerous.

"Zhao Qiansun, Shan Zheng, Master Zhiguang—is this your doing behind the scenes?"

Master Zhiguang stepped forward, murmuring, "Amitabha, young lady, please forgive us. Since Deputy Boss Ma was murdered and you possess extraordinary martial arts, I suggested the Beggar's Sect invite you to witness the proceedings."

Zhao Qiansun chuckled: "Little girl, are you scared?"

Wang Yuyan listened, utterly confused.

What kind of logic is this?

Does having great martial skill make you a suspect?

When did the Beggar's Sect become so tyrannical?

But Mu Wanzhen quickly grasped the truth: these dogs were protecting their master because she had slain the Four Evils.

Ye Erniang's relationship with Xuan Ci was unknown to outsiders—but Zhiguang, Shan Zheng, and Zhao Qiansun, who had shared life-or-death bonds with Xuan Ci, surely knew.

Upon hearing the news, they secretly conspired to trap Mu Wanzhen and her group to avenge the monk.

That's why all this had happened.

"Master Zhiguang, you're truly loyal dogs!" Mu Wanzhen spat, her words cutting. "Xuan Ci hasn't even reacted yet, and you're already barking at me!"

At her words, Shan Zheng, Zhao Qiansun, Master Zhiguang, and others flew into a rage.

They were revered elders of the martial world—when had a mere youngster dared speak to them like this?

"You insolent little brat!"

"Witch, how dare you!"

Mu Wanzhen snorted, flicked her sleeve—and instantly, a violent gale surged forth. Everyone felt as if a typhoon had swept through; they struggled to stand, frantically channeling their inner strength to anchor themselves with the Thousand-Pound Weight technique.

Moments later, when the force subsided, every Beggar's Sect disciple and martial elder lay sprawled on the ground.

The only one still standing was Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng's face turned pale, his heart reeling: "Is such divine skill even possible? Is this woman not human—but a celestial being?"

Zhao Qiansun, Shan Zheng, and the Beggar's Sect members were utterly stunned.

Even a fool could now see they'd kicked a mountain of iron.

"Today's events—hah, how absurd!"

Mu Wanzhen sneered: "It's all just a mess concocted by Kang Min—I'll explain it all to you, so you won't drag this out any longer like a bunch of fools!"

"The story begins thirty years ago..."

As Mu Wanzhen recounted the tale, Master Zhiguang and the others looked as if they'd seen ghosts...

How could Mu Wanzhen, so young, possibly know about this?

Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing turned ashen.

Even their own secrets had been exposed, leaving them utterly humiliated.

According to sect rules, they now faced mortal peril.

Qiao Feng stared, speechless, unable to believe it.

"I'm a Khitan?!"

"No, it's impossible!"

Just then, a sedan chair slowly approached—Kang Min had finally arrived.

She stepped down from the sedan, Kang Min frowning with suspicion.

What's wrong with these people of the Wu Lin? Wasn't this supposed to be the Wu Lin Assembly?

Why are they all lying on the ground?

As she pondered, many pairs of eyes turned toward her.

Qiao Feng asked: "Lady, did you and Elder Bai kill Deputy Chief Ma?"

Kang Min froze; seeing Bai Shijing's ashamed expression, she instantly understood—the truth had been exposed.

She made no denial, sneering: "Yes. That Elder Bai pretended to be upright and righteous, but in truth, all it took was three words from me to make him kneel at my feet…"

Her tone held not a trace of shame as she vividly described how the many Elders of the Beggar's Sect had fornicated with her, even detailing their positions, causing many young people present to blush furiously.

Zhong Ling's delicate face flushed slightly as she spat lightly: "Disgusting!"

Wang Yuyan clenched her jade-white hand, wishing she could kill her on the spot.

Mu Wanzheng's expression remained calm; after she finished, she asked: "Did you have a hand in making the Beggar's Sect come after us?"

Kang Min replied boldly: "Yes. I feared Qiao Feng's Wu Gong was too high—they couldn't subdue him—so I thought to use someone else's knife to kill him. I spoke to Monk Zhiguang and the others, and they agreed!"

Mu Wanzheng sneered: "Use someone else's knife to kill? You're not even worthy."

With a few fingers flicked through the air, several bloody gashes instantly appeared on Kang Min's formerly smooth, delicate cheeks, rendering her face grotesque.

After this, Mu Wanzheng was still not satisfied; she flicked a few more fingers, and Kang Min's legs were severed just below the knees, causing her to collapse to the ground.

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