Chapter 55

Prefecture city, before the city gate.

Clang! Clang-clang!

Suonas and golden gongs cleared the way, a large banner with the character "Funeral" led the procession, paper money fluttered in the air, and the wailing shook the area for miles.

A procession resembling a long dragon approached from afar; those driving the carriages and those walking were all wearing mourning clothes, wailing in grief, and the large banner of the Four Seas Society was clearly visible.

"The Four Seas Society, have they had another death?"

"Looks like it, and a big shot at that. Was it the Fierce Tiger Stronghold again?"

People near the city gate discussed it heatedly, some showing schadenfreude, having old grudges with the Four Seas Society.

Even so, they still cleared the way. Although the core members of the Four Seas Society had died one after another and their influence had greatly declined, they were still an existence that commoners could not afford to provoke.

Everyone held their breath, watching this heaven-defying wealth pass before their eyes, but no one had the guts to step forward and touch even a bit of it.

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"The thieves who murdered my Long clan disciples, three hundred and forty-seven thieves of the Fierce Tiger Stronghold, have been executed!"

The surrounding crowd was noisy, mostly disbelieving.

"What is the Four Seas Society?"

"The thieves who murdered my Long clan disciples... nameless ones, have been executed!"

After that came fabrics, grain, livestock, and so on.

The last prisoner carriage was a single room, receiving the same treatment as Lu Jingtian and Zhou Kun, only the face had been forcibly gouged out, making the original appearance unrecognizable.

A group of hangers-on also joined in the clamor.

As the funeral procession drew closer, their pupils shrank.

At the same time, a large number of people and horses rushed in all directions to report this heaven-shaking news.

"I recognize the Scorpion-Tailed Tiger, it's that bitch!"

Then a loud roar erupted, boiling over as if a firecracker had been lit in the crowd, the booming echoes endless.

Gold, silver, pearls, and beautiful jade were piled into small mountains on the carriages! They glittered with various colors in the sunlight, and it wasn't just one carriage; the second, the third, all were gold, silver, and jewelry, without a trace of anything else mixed in.

Besides, the dead are paramount; giving way to the dead was nothing.

More and more people gathered here, shocked beyond measure.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Lu Jingtian's head, occupying a prisoner carriage alone, passed straight through the city gate. Everyone along the way was terrified and cleared the way, eyes looking back one after another.

The white cloths on the prisoner carriages were lifted, revealing various stacked heads inside. They had only undergone simple pickling, and their faces were full of white ash and bloodstains, almost filling the cage-like prisoner carriages.

Several others testified that compared to the reclusive Fierce Tiger Stronghold leader, this Heaven-Supporting Tiger would lead teams out to rob and collect protection money from time to time, and was recognized by people.

The white cloth on the second prisoner carriage was lifted, and a large, slightly black head appeared in everyone's eyes, eyes wide with rage, seemingly still carrying the regret of great ambitions unfulfilled.

"Among the 'Seven Tigers,' there remains the 'Gold-Dotting Tiger' Zhou Sheng and the 'Earth-Treading Tiger' Lu Hou. Do any of you brothers know their whereabouts?"

"And this one..."

"The thief who murdered my Long clan disciples, 'East Mountain Flying Tiger' Lu Jingtian, has been executed!"

Others might not recognize this greenwood big shot who dominated the Fierce Tiger Stronghold, but the Jin Long Society had cooperated with the Fierce Tiger Stronghold many times; how could he not recognize him?

"Father, your revenge has been avenged!"

"The Fierce Tiger Stronghold has really been destroyed? Heaven has eyes!"

Behind the gold and jewelry carriages were the iron weapon carriages, a full seven or eight of them, with sabers, spears, swords, and halberds bundled up like firewood, piled high.

The crowd was deathly silent, one could hear a pin drop.

Someone roared as if they had lost their mind.

The pickling standard was much worse, but the overall appearance could still be seen.

The Yiqi Gang was deeply rooted in the prefecture city and had backing; even if Yang Dongsheng died, it would not collapse. The Four Seas Society was not a gang or sect based on martial force, so the matter ended there.

Many people wept bitterly and took the initiative to clear the way. Those who were excited cut off their undergarments with sharp blades to use as mourning cloths, wrapped them around their heads, and wailed endlessly. Most people already believed it.

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"The thief who murdered my Long clan disciples, 'Heaven-Supporting Tiger' Zhou Kun, has been executed!"

"Forget it, when did you ever say that!" At the very front of the procession, Long San's expression was neither happy nor sad, and he began to draw out his voice to chant.

A dozen prisoner carriages filled with heads passed by one after another.

What he hated most were these bastards who claimed to be righteous but disguised themselves to participate in the murder of his children and clansmen! Unfortunately, his uncles would not allow him to act on impulse.

After the prisoner carriages passed, the breathing of the onlookers became rapid.

"This person has gone mad."

The next carriage was actually filled with gold, silver, and jewelry!

"When did this city gate change its name to Four Seas?"

One head after another was recognized, but no one dared to make noise anymore, lowering their voices to speak to their companions.

Such people either had deep interests involved or had formed an irreconcilable deep hatred with the Four Seas Society and were unwilling to believe it.

"Lu Jingtian!"

Someone was not afraid; judging by the clothing logo, it was an Internal Qi warrior from the Jin Long Society, clamoring: "When they come, they come!"

Someone who really couldn't stand the torment asked.

"It's him!"

"The thieves who murdered my Long clan disciples, 'Scorpion-Tailed Tiger' Xu Erniang, 'Down-Mountain Tiger' Lang Yi, and 'Mountain-Splitting Tiger' Zhou Kuang, have been executed!"

"This is fake! The Four Seas Society found a master of disguise to fake it!"

Someone stared fixedly at the three glittering gold carriages, saying tremblingly, the greed in their eyes almost making them crazy.

Many people's bodies shook, pupils dilated.

Some people's teeth were chattering, suppressing themselves, not daring to make a sound.

"No mistake, this is the Fierce Tiger Stronghold's second-in-command, 'Heaven-Supporting Tiger' Zhou Kun. He led people to rob our escort agency's goods several years ago; at that time, he broke two long sabers with just his bare palms."

Long San shouted coldly.

"Old thief Lu was blind; who shouldn't he have provoked, but he had to provoke that kind of big power that spans the entire Yue Kingdom. I said at the time he wouldn't have a good end!"

"Down-Mountain Tiger..."

The first carriage came into view; it was not filled with goods or coffins, but a human head! Not only a head, but a head pickled extremely well, using advanced techniques and precious materials. Even though it had been dead for a long time, it was lifelike, and there was even a rosy color on the face.

Compared to the first two tigers, these lower-ranked leaders were the main personnel who led teams down the mountain to rob and collect protection money. Almost everyone who often traveled between Dongling Prefecture and other prefectures recognized them, had paid them money, or had subordinates or relatives die at their hands.

"Yes, yes! Move to the back for me!"

The Fierce Tiger Stronghold must have been destroyed.

Yet in the end, they did not go crazy and never truly took a step forward.

At this, the crowd was completely stirred up.

"How much silver has this god-damned Fierce Tiger Stronghold robbed over the years?!!"

The crowd's expressions changed. Hearing the anger in his words, they secretly guessed whose head occupied the single prisoner carriage.

The crowd went quiet.

The Jin Long Society's Internal Qi warrior screamed, his face turning pale.

"Zhou Wu's head... I recognize it. He was a bully in my village in his early years. A few years ago, he said he was going to venture into the martial arts world."

"'East Mountain Flying Tiger' of the Fierce Tiger Stronghold? Impossible!"

This head, temples slightly white, wind-swept, imposing without anger, made people dare not look directly at it even now.

The next prisoner carriage with the white cloth lifted did not have the treatment of a single room; it was three heads, some charming, some rugged, some handsome, their features clearly visible.

"Li Neng, I also recognize him. He would come to the Yingchun Pavilion to drink flower wine every ten days or half a month."

Beat the dog in the water! In the past, the Fierce Tiger Stronghold was powerful, so they naturally didn't dare to act. Now that only a few big and small cats were left, what was there to be afraid of?

If they could capture them and interrogate them to learn about the Fierce Tiger Stronghold's deeply hidden secret treasures...

"I don't know about the Gold-Dotting Tiger, but I saw 'Earth-Treading Tiger' Lu Hou at the Chunfeng Pavilion a few days ago!"

The surrounding warriors' eyes immediately became fiery.

(End of chapter)