Chapter 872: First Volume, Chapter 872: A Small Temple Houses a Great Deity

First Volume, Chapter 872: A Small Temple Houses a Great Deity

Wu Heng's eyes were filled with lingering fear, yet also a hint of relief.

"Qin Feng doesn't even deign to waste energy on people like us—as long as we don't go waving ourselves in his face, he'll just turn a blind eye."

"Think about it—what status does Qin Feng hold? What position? And look at us—how vast is the gap?"

"So instead of worrying about Qin Feng, you'd better worry about the two people beside him."

Once certain Qin Feng had no time to bother with him, Wu Dagui exhaled heavily, as if a great weight had been lifted.

He glanced aside privately and whispered, "You mean Ning Hu?"

Wu Heng nodded vigorously: "Not just Ning Hu—also that man named Liu Ming. Neither of them are to be trifled with."

"Just now, I found an opportunity to slip into the County Yamen and extracted plenty of shocking information from Zhou Bantou."

"We're not part of the official world—we only know surface-level details."

"Ning Hu isn't just a military officer."

"He holds the title of Marquis of a Battalion Commander in the Liang Kingdom, has always stood by Qin Feng's side, is both Qin Feng's right-hand man and Commander of the Tianji Camp Guards, and is also one of the Three Main Generals of Beixi County."

"You know Zhong Ling, right?"

Upon hearing the name "Zhong Ling," Wu Dagui's eyes instantly filled with profound reverence.

"Who doesn't know Zhong Ling's name? He was our great Di's Legendary Fang General, always fighting on the First Line against the Liang Kingdom, known as the Unconquered Fang General."

Wu Heng slapped his thigh: "Zhong Ling is already dead!"

Wu Dagui froze: "What?! Zhong Ling is dead? How is that possible!"

Wu Heng swallowed hard: "When I first heard it from Zhou Bantou, I couldn't believe it either—but it's true."

"Long before the National War began, Zhong Ling was already killed within Liang territory. The court suppressed the news to avoid shaking morale. And the one who killed Zhong Ling? Qin Feng and Ning Hu."

Hearing this explosive news, Wu Dagui felt his head go numb with a loud whirring sound.

It's been a year since the National War began, yet no one knew of Zhong Ling's death—it was utterly unbelievable.

Zhong Ling was a household hero across the entire Di Kingdom.

Wu Dagui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Good heavens, no wonder Chen Tian, that useless waste, panicked and groveled the moment he heard Qin Feng was coming. I had no idea Qin Feng and Ning Hu were this terrifying."

Wu Heng's face was equally pale: "This is barely the beginning."

"Chen Mou and Chen Tian are the Main General and Deputy General of the Snow Wolf Brigade, and also close relatives of General Chen Si. Just recently, they both perished in Sangzhou—and the entire Snow Wolf Brigade was annihilated. And the one who accomplished this? Qin Feng."

Overwhelmed by shock, Wu Dagui collapsed straight onto his chair.

Had he known Qin Feng had wiped out the Snow Wolf Brigade—the pride of Di—he wouldn't have dared lift a finger, even if given a hundred lives.

"You… you just said we don't need to worry about Qin Feng, just be careful of Ning Hu—why is that?"

Wu Heng stamped his foot in frustration: "Master, how can you still not get it? Qin Feng is far above us—he wouldn't waste effort on us. But Ning Hu? He's Qin Feng's hound. Anger that ferocious tiger, and our Wu Family is finished."

"And Liu Ming—he's the Captain of the Brocade Anwu Guard, responsible for Qin Feng's covert protection and assassinations."

"Ning Hu still has some sense of reason; Liu Ming has none at all. Don't be fooled by his laughing, friendly demeanor—he's ruthless to the core."

Liu Ming…

Captain of the Brocade Anwu Guard…

Wu Dagui recalled the two Brocade Guards in the Back Courtyard—and instantly broke out in cold sweat.

"Quick! Quick! Whatever Lord Qin demands—even if we have to sell the pots and pans—fulfill it all!"

Seeing Wu Dagui finally awaken to the truth, Wu Heng also exhaled in relief, not daring to delay a moment—he immediately organized men to build temporary shelters at the County Yamen.

Wu Dagui slumped in his chair, continuously wiping sweat, muttering to himself.

"This is bizarre—how could such a great figure come to tiny Changshui County?"

"Qin Feng wiped out the Snow Wolf Brigade—what a deep blood feud! Yet he remains unharmed in Wang Du, even seized the City Gate Tower with his troops, and faced no punishment. Clearly, the Manchu Civil and Military, top to bottom, all fear Qin Feng like a tiger."

Wu Dagui shuddered, silently cursing himself—he was truly tired of living, to have ever entertained thoughts of suppressing Qin Feng.

It was like an ant gnawing at heaven—absurd beyond words.

Meanwhile, the Back Courtyard of the County Yamen was no less restless.

Chen Tian, County Magistrate of Changshui, stood at the doorway with his hands behind his back, listening intently to the sounds outside.

His wife, watching as Yamen Runners carried away items from the Back Courtyard, cursed bitterly in distress.

"This is unbelievable!"

"How can we let these lowly commoners have the County Yamen's belongings?"

"Hey, they even took the quilts? That was my new quilt—I spent a fortune on it! Now those Nubi are going to ruin it—I won't allow it!"

Hearing his wife's curses, Chen Tian turned and glared at her fiercely.

"Shut up! Do you want to die?"

"The man outside is Qin Feng—stomp his foot, and the entire Di Kingdom trembles. How could tiny Changshui County possibly contain such a deity? Let him do whatever he wants. Get rid of this deity as fast as possible—everyone wins."

"The Brocade Guards' ears are sharp—if you keep talking nonsense behind their backs, I can't protect you!"

Scolded and terrified by Chen Tian, his wife finally grew quieter.

But seeing her personal belongings carried out for the Nubi to use, she remained deeply unwilling, whimpering: "Husband, you're still the County Magistrate, a Father Official—doesn't Qin Feng give you even a shred of face?"

At these words, Chen Tian burst out laughing: "County Magistrate? What's that worth?"

"The Party Chief of the Hawk Faction has deep roots and immense power. Even a random lowly party member is Fifth Rank—just one word can decide my career."

"Yet what happened? Qin Feng took less than an hour to storm the City Gate Tower—forcing the Hawk Faction to disband and beg for forgiveness."

"Don't you understand yet? Qin Feng isn't just a Diplomatic Envoy—he's a death-bringer!"

"Di is now beset by internal and external crises, teetering on collapse—it can't afford any more upheaval. And Qin Feng holds a stone in his hand, ready to drop it at any moment and send ripples through the entire kingdom."

Saying this, Chen Tian didn't care whether his wife understood—he barked: "Don't let your maids idle—go help out. Try to leave a good impression on Lord Qin."

"One word from Lord Qin, and I'll be buried without a grave. One word, and our Chen Family will rise to heaven."

The County Magistrate's Wife didn't understand much, but she alone knew the phrase "chickens and dogs ascend to heaven"; her twisted expression instantly brightened into a smile.