Chapter 74: Identity is Something You Give Yourself! (Please Follow!)

Who on earth could it be!

A luxuriously styled carriage sped through the streets.

Inside the carriage.

He Daqian's expression was gloomy, his eyes filled with intense nervousness and sharp glints.

Ever since he left his house, his expression had not been pleasant!

He kept urging the driver to increase speed; the carriage flew, and the two fine horses were constantly whipped by the driver, the pain driving them to gallop wildly.

In his memory, the death of Prefect Pi's son, Pi Kang, had long been a deeply buried secret.

Aside from Yu Ji and himself, almost no one knew.

Could it be that Yu Ji leaked the information? Impossible! It was precisely because of her involvement that Pi Kang was easily killed by people he had secretly sent.

She was one of the culprits, so how could she take the initiative to inform? Furthermore, Yu Ji and he had been close for many years; the two grew up as childhood sweethearts, their bond stronger than gold, and she had even been willing to enter the Prefectural Office as a concubine for his sake. With such affection, how could she easily make their secret public?

But if it wasn't her, who else could it be?

He Daqian's brain spun rapidly, contemplating every possibility.

*Hee-haw~* As the driver pulled the reins tight, the horses came to a halt in front of a restaurant.

"Master, Manfu Restaurant has arrived."

He Daqian put away his thoughts, lifted the carriage curtain with a gloomy face to glance at the signboard, and then stepped out directly.

"Tell the Shopkeeper, except for the 'Fu' character private room, clear out the second and third floors; do not let anyone get close."

"Yes!"

He Daqian walked straight into the restaurant.

This restaurant was his own property.

Walking to the stairs, he did not rush to go up, but slightly narrowed his eyes, waiting quietly.

Being able to possess his current strength in Yonghang City—a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the most prosperous part of Jiangnan—he naturally did not rely solely on his wife to have all this.

Calm thinking and a ruthless heart were his dual magic weapons.

Before long.

Accompanied by the Shopkeeper coming out in person, the diners on the second and third floors went downstairs one by one.

Sounds of dissatisfied clamoring arose from time to time, and the Shopkeeper apologized in person.

As the diners were cleared out.

Then.

A burly man with a fierce look, carrying an Iron Ring Saber on his shoulder, appeared at the restaurant entrance.

The burly man entered the restaurant and looked around.

When he saw He Daqian sitting in the corner, his eyes lit up immediately.

He approached with a fawning expression, took the Iron Ring Saber off his shoulder, walked over, and cupped his hands: "President He, the people are already prepared. Thirty men are arranged in the alleys on both sides, and twenty of the best-skilled brothers can ambush around the target's position. Several intersections also have brothers arranged. Does the President have any other instructions?"

He Daqian thought for a moment, nodded, and warned: "Wu Lao'er, I have only one requirement: once I give the order, you must kill them completely. If not, your Green Blade Gang won't need to hang around the Yonghang territory anymore, understand?"

"Also, I hope your people keep their ears closed and their mouths tight. If I hear any rumors after today, you know the consequences!"

Facing He Daqian's warning, the burly man called Wu Lao'er felt a flash of gloom in his eyes.

But quickly, he nodded faithfully.

"Master He, just watch. With your command, I'll bring over a hundred men. No one has ever made such a big scene to kill someone in Yonghang City!"

"Good!"

"Have the men ambush on the third floor, around the 'Fu' character private room!"

"Yes!"

Wu Lao'er cupped his hands, then turned around rapidly to call the brothers outside.

After Wu Lao'er took his men upstairs to ambush.

Another half-stick of incense later, He Daqian pondered for a moment, stood up to straighten his clothes, and walked toward the second floor with a composed expression.

……

"Young Master, there is danger!" Almost at the moment when all the guests on the second and third floors of the restaurant were invited out, Xia Chan realized something was wrong.

The whole process was like a startled female beast, remaining fully focused and guardedly staring at the door.

When she sensed more than a dozen martial artists with deep internal energy and threatening presence outside the door, surrounding this private room, she finally could not help but softly remind the Young Master.

Ning Mu did not speak.

His gaze looked out the window.

His Cultivation Points were not low now, so he naturally sensed the danger outside the door.

But.

Seeing Liuli, who had arrived at an unknown time and was sitting calmly in meditation on the roof ridge across the window, he felt confident.

Furthermore, He Daqian might not dare to make a move.

Xia Chan's gaze also noticed Liuli, who was sitting in meditation holding a Whisk on the distant roof ridge outside the window.

"Young Master, will she make a move!"

Xia Chan worried.

Ning Mu smiled and said calmly: "It's fine, the other party might not dare to act. If they really do, I have a way to make the nun act."

"Open the door, prepare to welcome the guest."

This is called seizing the initiative.

Let the other party understand that he already knows there is an ambush nearby.

Xia Chan nodded, went over immediately, and opened the door.

Afterward, she stood waiting quietly at the doorway.

Ning Mu, meanwhile, sat by the window, continuing to drink his tea.

Clomp~ clomp~ clomp~ finally.

Slow and steady footsteps sounded, and He Daqian, pot-bellied and dressed in fine silk robes, came upstairs alone.

"Master He, my young master invites you in."

As He Daqian's figure appeared at the top of the stairs, Xia Chan immediately revealed a smile, bowed slightly with composure, and made a gesture of invitation.

He Daqian was startled for a moment.

This maid's expression was so calm, as if she had been waiting for a long time; could it be that the other party had discovered the ambush?

Hmph, so what if they discovered it! After a split second of shock, He Daqian flicked his robe and strode inside.

"I wonder which Young Master it is that requires me to come in person; what instruction do you have?"

After entering the room, seeing Ning Mu sitting calmly by the window sipping tea, He Daqian frowned and questioned him coldly.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

He knew absolutely nothing about the other party.

Yet the other party knew his background well, and he didn't even know how many of his secrets they were aware of! The feeling of being controlled was too stifling! "Fengmo Sword Sect, Seal Technique, Li Yuzhao."

Ning Mu stood up, cupped his hands in a salute to He Daqian, and smiled faintly: "Greetings, Master He. Please forgive me for the intrusion."

When traveling abroad, one's identity is whatever one chooses to give.

He had originally wanted to use his own name, but after thinking it over, this trip was for extortion, which wasn't exactly a good deed, so it was better to use an alias.

After much deliberation, he figured He Daqian must have heard of names like Feng Zhien or Ye Yutan.

As for this Fengmo Sword Sect, it was very far from Yonghang City, so presumably, no one would know it.

Fengmo Sword Sect?

He Daqian was shocked upon hearing this.

When had he ever had a conflict with a martial arts sect?

The corner of his eye twitched violently, his aura weakened slightly, and he immediately apologized with a smile: "I didn't know it was Young Master Li of the Fengmo Sword Sect, my apologies, my apologies. It's just... I have thought about it for a long time, and it seems I have never had any dealings with your esteemed sect. I wonder what business brings Young Master Li here today?"

"It is nothing of great importance. While traveling recently, I heard some rumors and noticed that there are more and more refugees outside the city. As a virtuous gentleman of Yonghang, Master He must have already arranged measures to provide porridge and disaster relief, right?"

Ning Mu's expression was indifferent as he invited He Daqian to sit down.

(End of chapter)