Chapter 320: They Are All Dead

"A Pulse Refining Realm Martial Artist!" Dai Shiyun could not help but gasp.

In his eyes, a Transformation Energy Martial Artist was already an existence difficult to reach in this lifetime, and a Pulse Refining Martial Artist was someone he didn't even dare to imagine.

"Then isn't that guy dead for sure?" Dai Shiyun continued to ask.

"It's not as simple as you think." Qiu Liang shook his head, then recounted the follow-up situation he had heard.

Dai Shiyun was dumbfounded after listening, and after a long while, he muttered to himself: "That kid's luck is too good, right? If it weren't for their Association president appearing in time, he would have been dead long ago."

"Yeah." Qiu Liang nodded in agreement, "But he offended the Merchant Guild. The Merchant Guild has vast influence and intricate connections; how could they just let it go?"

"Even if he could luckily hide for a while, he could never hide for a lifetime. Sooner or later, he will be caught and receive the punishment he deserves."

"That's right." Dai Shiyun nodded repeatedly, a look of indignation appearing on his face.

This guy actually dared to openly oppose the Merchant Guild and kill people from the Merchant Guild; it was simply audacious.

Did he not know what kind of powerful force stood behind the Merchant Guild? In Dai Shiyun's view, this person's behavior was undoubtedly seeking his own death; it was simply extremely stupid.

However, early yesterday morning, that Pulse Refining Realm big shot named Chen Yu seemed to have left the city with Lord Wang, and I don't know if he has returned yet.

If he hasn't returned, what if that guy gets the news and takes the opportunity to slip away?

"Forget it, these are things Sheng Yuan should worry about. I'm just an In-Jin Martial Artist; I should just do my own job well." Dai Shiyun shook his head and stopped thinking about these things.

Time passed slowly as the convoy moved forward. Not far away, the outline of Zhou Family Fort gradually emerged. The two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

But as the distance grew closer, Qiu Liang's brows furrowed.

When they came by a few days ago, there were at least twenty or thirty guards on the city wall, and quite a few people in front of the city gate.

But looking at it today, more than half of the guards on the city wall were missing.

"Old Dai, don't you feel that Zhou Family Fort is a bit wrong today?" Qiu Liang finally couldn't help but lower his voice and say to Dai Shiyun, his eyes revealing a trace of vigilance and unease.

"Wrong? What's wrong?" Dai Shiyun looked around, looking puzzled, "Why don't I feel like there's anything different?"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it." Qiu Liang muttered, but his inner unease grew stronger.

The guards at the city gate saw the convoy coming and hurriedly moved the fence aside to let the convoy drive into the city.

After the three vehicles stopped, more than ten Refining Flesh Realm Martial Artists quickly climbed out of the front and rear armored vehicles. They were all breathing in fresh air deeply, as if they had just experienced a tense journey.

Dai Shiyun and Qiu Liang also jumped off the vehicle and scanned their surroundings, but they didn't see a single familiar face.

"Where is your Captain?" Dai Shiyun frowned, a sense of displeasure rising in his heart.

On ordinary days, let alone a mere Guard Captain, even the master of Zhou Family Fort, Zhou Chengsong, would have to be polite and respectful when seeing him.

But today, they had already arrived here, yet no one came to greet them, and Lord Wang's younger brother, Wang Dezhi, didn't show up either; this was truly too abnormal.

"Two big brothers, please wait a moment, my master will be here soon." A young man wearing a training uniform said, bowing his head and hunching his back.

"Master?" Dai Shiyun and Qiu Liang looked at each other, and the group of Refining Flesh Realm Martial Artists around them also sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

"Who is your master?" Dai Shiyun looked the man who had approached them up and down.

"My master is the head of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall in the fort." The man answered tremblingly with his head lowered.

The two people in front of him were likely genuine In-Jin Martial Artists; even his master had to be careful in front of these two.

Moreover, these people were all from Yongan City, and he knew in his heart that what was meant to come had finally come.

"No," Dai Shiyun's brows furrowed even tighter, "I'm asking where your Captain is; why are you telling me about your master? What, is a mere Hailong Martial Arts Hall something amazing?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead, his face turned pale, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Fortunately, at this moment, a slightly aged voice came from afar: "Two seniors, my disciple didn't mean that; it's just that some unknown things have happened."

An old man in his fifties or sixties quickly arrived in front of the two, shielded the man behind him, and said with a smile on his face.

The young man suddenly felt relieved, only then realizing that in just a short second or two, his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

"You..." Dai Shiyun was furious. This trip today was full of strangeness everywhere; why was it so hard to find Zhang Yun?

Qiu Liang on the side reached out to stop him, narrowed his eyes, looked at the old man and asked: "You are the head of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall? You just said that some unknown things happened; what do you mean?"

"That is indeed me. Two seniors, to tell you the truth, in these few short days, earth-shaking changes have occurred in Zhou Family Fort. Let's go inside and talk about the details."

As the old man spoke, he made a gesture of invitation. Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was panicking terribly at this moment.

"???" Dai Shiyun and Qiu Liang looked at each other again, and the latter nodded.

"Fine, let's go in. I want to see what kind of medicine you old man is selling in your gourd."

The three walked into the room one after another.

"Please sit, both of you." The old man invited the two to sit on the sofa, poured them tea, and said: "Before talking about this matter, please prepare yourselves mentally, two seniors."

"Are you done yet?" Dai Shiyun was so angry he almost splashed the tea in front of him onto the old man's face.

Qiu Liang's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He had felt something was wrong before coming in. With such a big commotion just now, anyone with any status would have come over upon hearing the news, but he hadn't seen a single familiar face; the conclusion seemed to be self-evident.

"Something happened here?" Qiu Liang asked.

The old man, Yang De, was startled, then tears flowed from his eyes, and he nodded silently.

"What! Something happened? What happened?" Dai Shiyun was shocked.

"Captain Wang, Captain Zhang, and our Zhou Family Fort's master," Yang De looked at the two and said in a low voice: "They are, they are all dead."

"Boom!" This news was like a thunderclap, instantly exploding in the ears of Dai Shiyun and Qiu Liang. They stood there blankly, the old man's words echoing in their minds repeatedly.

Captain Wang? Wasn't that Wang Dezhi? He actually died? Not just him, but also Zhang Yun, and even Zhou Chengsong died? How is this possible!!!

The two looked at each other, both seeing an expression of disbelief in the other's eyes.

"Two seniors, I know that what I said seems incredible to you, but that is the fact." Yang De said with a bitter smile.

"We have kept Captain Wang's body intact. If you don't believe me, you can go take a look with me, and you will know that I am not lying."

"Fine, take us there!" Qiu Liang stood up abruptly from the sofa, stared fixedly at the old man and said: "If we get there and find out you are lying to us, you should know the consequences."

"How would I dare?" Yang De smiled bitterly helplessly.

If Zhang Yun and Zhou Chengsong died, that was fine; for him, it might even be an opportunity.

But Wang Dezhi shouldn't have died; he was the younger brother of that lord! With his death, the entire Zhou Family Fort would face a massive earthquake!

The two followed the old man to the basement, only to see a corpse lying inside an ice coffin; who else could it be but Wang Dezhi?

At this moment, his expression was peaceful, and no obvious wounds could be seen on his body.

Seeing this scene, Dai Shiyun and Qiu Liang were so frightened that their hearts felt as if they had stopped beating.

Wang Dezhi was truly dead! How exactly did he die? And who was it that killed him?