Chapter 88

That night, Chu Danqing and the others found a ruined temple and started a campfire to rest.

"A single Qipan Road actually has thirteen bandit camps, large and small." Zhao Mingqian looked at the Mountain-Searching Map, only feeling his scalp tingle.

Today, they cleared five outlaw camps.

"Qipan Road is not many; the real big bandits are all in the Pingdou Mountain Road area." Xiong Zhigang drank some fruit juice and said quite annoyedly: "There are at least thirty thousand bandits there."

"Fortunately, these outlaw bandits each govern their own affairs and occasionally attack each other, otherwise they would have turned the world upside down long ago."

Chu Danqing had a new understanding of "outlaws everywhere" in the brief.

Thirty thousand lawless fanatics gathered in one place, whether they were rolling together or twisting into a rope, were all big problems.

"Don't you suppress them?" Chu Danqing asked.

Xiong Zhigang was so depressed by this question.

"It's easy to do things when there are people in the court." He said this sentence.

The meaning was very obvious; it wasn't that they hadn't suppressed bandits, it was just that they couldn't suppress them.

"Damn, with such internal and external troubles, can the old Emperor's chair sit steadily?" Chu Danqing only felt it was amazing.

As long as someone shouted "Are kings and nobles born with high status?", the Taichang Kingdom would have to change dynasties.

"Mr. Chu, be careful with your words." Xiong Zhigang reminded Chu Danqing: "The Secret Service Factory is best at such things as getting convicted for words."

For this self-deceiving idea, Chu Danqing didn't expose it but changed the subject.

"Grand Coordinator Xiong, I see you writing and drawing every day; what are you doing?" Chu Danqing asked.

"Writing a military strategy, it's my experience in using troops and pacifying over the years, so that I can help others resist the enemy from the outside in the future." Xiong Zhigang didn't hide it and handed his manuscript to Chu Danqing.

Chu Danqing flipped through it a few times and had no interest.

After returning it, Chu Danqing said: "Writing a book is not an easy thing; Grand Coordinator Xiong has good skills."

The two continued to chat with each other, while Zhao Mingqian was watching cartoons with Da Bao.

"Little Chu, in the morning, that white person and horse, came." Da Bao perceived the movement first again, but didn't show a defensive demeanor.

"They should have turned back; it doesn't look like they are coming for Grand Coordinator Xiong." Chu Danqing said.

"Hmm, if they wanted to act, they should have acted earlier." Zhao Mingqian also agreed with Chu Danqing's meaning.

Xiong Zhigang added: "But there must be trouble on them."

The sound of horse hooves came, and the youth in white dismounted at the temple gate: "The three of you are not doing things properly, actually pointing the way for the villains."

After saying this, the person led his horse into the ruined temple, only to find that everyone present had a calm expression, as if they had expected him to come.

His preemptive move didn't achieve anything.

Hearing this, Da Bao put down the tablet and stood up, baring his claws ferociously.

"A show of force, huh." Chu Danqing stood up and commanded Da Bao: "Beat him."

Da Bao was waiting for this sentence from Chu Danqing; when the order was given, Da Bao pounced.

The youth in white's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, but his speed wasn't fast enough, and he was directly pinned down by Da Bao.

"Ouch..." The youth in white wailed as he was beaten by Da Bao: "Show mercy, show mercy, this is a misunderstanding."

What's the use of begging for mercy? Da Bao didn't listen to him.

After the beating, he was bruised and swollen, extremely miserable, and his white clothes were dusty.

"You chased us here, what do you want to do?" Xiong Zhigang walked over, grabbing the other party's collar and dragging him up.

"No, no, I just wanted to find a place to rest; this ruined temple is suitable." The youth in white hurriedly explained.

If there hadn't been the previous show of force, Xiong Zhigang would have indeed thought the other party was passing by, but at the temple gate, before seeing them, he had already spoken and was certain it was them.

This meant he was looking for their traces.

"Diverting the disaster, right." Xiong Zhigang questioned, staring into the other party's eyes.

He actually guessed the cause and effect.

The Xichuan Twin Evils destroyed the river embankment, the road in Qipan Road was impassable, and this youth in white was outnumbered and could only turn back.

He had been through a hundred battles; what hadn't he seen?

Daring to play tricks under his nose, did he really think he was made of mud?

"Coming again, many people, that one." Da Bao spoke first again.

"Slaughter this fellow!" Zhao Mingqian said, drawing his long sword, intending to pierce the youth in white through.

He was already full of anger today, and when he was about to rest, someone came to find trouble; how could Zhao Mingqian endure it?

"This little brother is right; this fellow is not a good thing." Outside the temple gate, the man who asked for directions in the morning arrived with his men.

Hearing Zhao Mingqian's words, he nodded in agreement.

"Big brother, I delivered the things to you, why are you killing the donkey after the mill?" The youth in white rolled his eyes and said immediately.

However, the man was not a fool; how could they believe whatever he said?

Seeing this, the youth in white could only grit his teeth, throwing out a hook from his sleeve, hooking the saddle and pulling it over.

Pulling the outer skin apart, it revealed the golden appearance inside.

"This precious saddle is my offering, big brother, why..." Before the youth in white could finish, he was interrupted by Chu Danqing.

"Alright, this time there really are three thousand taels of gold." Chu Danqing complained.

As soon as these words came out, the men triggered the keyword, and their gazes fell on Xiong Zhigang.

"You are the great traitor Xiong Zhigang!" The man laughed: "It's only right that I make this fortune today."

"First there is a precious saddle, then there is gold."

The youth in white was also slightly confused; he didn't expect the person who caught him to be the famous Xiong Zhigang among the outlaws.

"Xiong Zhigang, I only want money." The man waved his hand, and his underlings were ready to go: "If you hand it over, today we will pretend we never saw you."

"If you are outlaw bandits." Chu Danqing looked at the youth in white: "Then what are you?"

"Is it dog-eat-dog?" Chu Danqing felt that this youth in white was not a good thing either.

"I am a person, not a thing." The youth in white said very straightforwardly.

Before there was any follow-up, the men made their move.

"Be careful, he is Yuan Chong, the Flying Dragon of the Iron Palm, his Iron Palm technique has few rivals." The youth in white hurriedly reminded them.

If the group of outlaw bandits on the opposite side won, his own life wouldn't be saved either.

As a result, they heard a deafening tiger roar, making people feel tinnitus and dizziness.

A colorful tiger with a limp walked out slowly from behind Chu Danqing.

"What's there to fear about the Iron Palm? If it were a martial art like the Tiger-Subduing Fist, I would have to consider who to choose to kill them." As Chu Danqing's voice fell, the Tracking Tiger pounced suddenly.

Da Bao didn't want to be outdone, opening his tearing claws and launching an attack at the same time.

(End of chapter)