Chapter 113

"Are you really ready to wade into this muddy water?" Qiu Yichen asked Chen Yi He.

Qiu Yichen stayed in the corner, watching Chen Yi He punish evil and promote good.

"Otherwise, all these common folk would have a dead end— that Bear King won't let them off." Chen Yi He said to Qiu Yichen, "Besides, life is boring; why don't we go find some fun?"

"Alright."

Chen Yi He drew the Purple Tempered Sword and waved it at Xiong Yao and his underlings' heads, swish-swish-swish-swish; their hair fell like last night's heavy rain, continuously dropping, and in the end they were bald.

"My hair!" Xiong Yao covered his bald head, wailing in pain; his luxurious head of hair was quite the pride!

"You go on; I'll handle the rest." Chen Yi He told the common folk.

The common folk didn't dare leave; they lowered their heads, trembling, fearing that Xiong Yao and his men would remember their faces and take revenge later.

"Don't be afraid; if you don't leave now, I won't be able to help you. I'll go to Bear King Fortress later to seek justice for you!" Chen Yi He said this very sincerely.

The common folk retreated while thanking him, gradually walking away; they didn't care whether what Chen Yi He said was true or false— they'd just run first and talk later.

"Go first and tell your Bear King that Grandfather wants to come drink tea at his place— Grandfather I am Chen Yi He." Chen Yi He told Xiong Yao, then he said to Xiong Yao's underlings, "As for you, follow Grandfather me to greet your Bear King."

"Our Bear King won't let you off! You'd better run while you can!" Xiong Yao glared fiercely at Chen Yi He, then mounted his horse and headed north without looking back.

"Come on, let's go together." Chen Yi He snatched a whip and drove the Bear King Fortress's underlings like sheep; whoever didn't move or moved slowly got a lash from him.

Qiu Yichen followed far behind Chen Yi He; anyway, the Wujue Palace is also in the north, so it's no detour, no extra distance, and he could still do something to help the common folk— why not?

Bear King Fortress lies north of the imperial capital, not far away, with no other cities around; it thus became a proper fortress. It controlled the surrounding common folk, grasped their livelihoods, controlled their grain and money, and the Bear King, as the fortress's chief, was a local tyrant.

The Bear King seized the common folk's labor to build his fortress; as for why he could act so recklessly, neither restricted by the martial world nor wanted by the imperial court, it's because he has a connection— he is a sworn brother of Xiao Feng, the lord of Qingshui City, and the oath brother of Xiao Fei.

A majorly connected heavyweight.

Upon seeing Xiong Yao's shiny bald head, the Bear King flew into a rage! When he learned that the person was Chen Yi He, his anger nearly overflowed his fortress.

"You idiot, Bear King Fortress really made you lose face, damn it!"

"Chen Yi He! Since heaven offers a path you don't take, and hell has no gate you throw yourself into! Elder Brother Xiao Feng, the Bear King will avenge you!" the Bear King roared in anger. He knew that Chen Yi He had been making waves in the martial world over the past year; worst of all, Chen Yi He had crippled his elder brother and delayed the construction of his fortress.

From afar, Bear King Fortress was huge, occupying more than two-thirds of the castle. It was altogether splendid and gold, with a massive golden bear statue atop the fortress; the fortress was nearly complete, lacking only a final coat of paint.

"This whole fortress— you Bear King occupy two-thirds, leaving the common folk to crowd into the remaining third— isn't that heartless?" Chen Yi He asked the Bear King Fortress's underlings standing before him, enslaved.

No one dared answer Chen Yi He, but they all thought the same: when the Bear King gets angry, no one can withstand it— this Chen Yi He is as good as dead.

"Hehe, I want to meet this Chen Yi He." Bear King is sensible; the one who could beat his elder brother Xiao Feng into a cripple is certainly not simple. He is not lacking confidence in his own strength; he wants to have fun playing with him, and he wants to torture Chen Yi He bit by bit to death.

Xiong Yao rode his horse to outside Bear King's fortress, and Chen Yi He saw from afar that a black hat had appeared on his head.

"Yo, this hat isn't bad, how is it? What did your boss say?" Chen Yi He asked Xiong Yao.

"Our Bear King invites you to have tea." Just thinking about his own hair, Xiong Yao feels an urge to burst into tears.

"Hahaha! Come on, lead the way! Grandpa is thirsty." Chen Yi He laughed loudly.

Chen Yi He put shackles on the Bear King's subordinates one after another; they walked ahead stumbling, while Chen Yi He swaggered forward toward Bear King's fortress.

From afar, Chen Yi He heard a hearty laugh: "Hahaha! Brother Yi He, sorry for not welcoming you from afar, sorry for not welcoming you from afar." Chen Yi He was surprised; he thought Bear King would scold him as soon as he arrived, but instead he called him "brother".

Bear King looks strange; he truly resembles a brown bear, with a big belly protruding, swaying as he walks, his arms thick, his legs wider than a washtub, his face very strange, with large eyes and a mouth full of buckteeth, making him look extremely ugly and ferocious.

So when he smiles, it is not friendly at all; on the contrary, it gives off a creepy, terrifying feeling.

"Bear King, Bear Elder Brother, right?" Chen Yi He also pretended to be foolish, opening his arms to meet Bear King's embrace.

Bear King's immense strength almost crushed Chen Yi He's body.

The Bear King who hides a knife behind his smile gave Chen Yi He a show of force as soon as he arrived.

Bear King was surprised that his earlier embrace hadn't crushed Chen Yi He. "Come on, let's go inside for tea."

"Let's go!" Chen Yi He said with a smile.

Looking at the splendid, brightly lit Bear King's fortress, Chen Yi He couldn't help but gasp; from afar the fortress seemed inferior, but up close it was even comparable to the imperial palace!

Bear King loves hearing the exclamations of anyone who looks at his castle.

Chen Yi He suppressed his astonishment, then deliberately said, "Just so-so, your castle."

"What? Just so-so?" Bear King stopped in his tracks, a surge of anger rising in his greasy, oily belly.

"Yes, just so-so." Chen Yi He did it just to anger Bear King.

"It seems I haven't done enough!" Bear King's implication was that the common people hadn't done enough, he hadn't exploited them enough. "Come, have tea."

Chen Yi He sat in the big chair, took a sip of tea, and said, "This tea is also just so-so."

"This is top-quality pu'er tea; even the imperial relatives might not be able to get it!" Bear King was so angry he almost crushed the teacup.

"Hahaha! Just joking, just joking!"

"I want to ask, what did our Bear King's fortress do to offend you, that you shaved the heads of my subordinates?" Finally we got to the point.