Chapter 646: I Need to Rest? (8/20, Autumn Subscription)

Watching his inner force and Gu value slowly recover, Fang Yue waved his hand grandly.

"Let's go! To the Old City Merchant Caravan to settle the blood debt."

The young lady was startled, hurriedly grabbed Fang Yue, and asked with worry: "Lord Night, don't you need to rest?"

Fighting through the night for so long, the drain on both stamina and energy was tremendous, let alone the fact that Fang Yue had cut down several hundred people without pause and even chased after a Human-Rank martial artist.

Although the battle marks at the scene looked clean and crisp, that was a Human-Rank martial artist — it must have taken a great deal of effort to deal with. The simple, unadorned battle marks before their eyes were most likely just surface appearances.

Thinking of this, the young lady's gaze toward Fang Yue grew even softer.

"Rest?"

Fang Yue was momentarily stunned.

Are you talking to me, 【Fang · Batman · Night God of War · Yue】?

I have Breath of Night, and you ask me whether I need rest?

If this game had no daytime starting now, I could slash my way from Nantian Gate to Xidajie, cutting for seven days and seven nights without blinking — believe it or not?

Of course, this kind of thing couldn't be said out loud.

After a brief silence, Fang Yue said: "Not tired. The sooner we handle this, the sooner it's done. Tomorrow I may have to make a trip to 【Dongliu Mountain】, wipe out the Night Thieves in one go, and find out the whereabouts of the Rat."

Hearing Fang Yue bring this up, the young lady hurriedly relayed the intelligence she had learned from the Regimental Commander of the Empty Mountain Merchant Caravan.

"What?! His informant is actually at 【Dongliu Mountain】?"

Fang Yue's eyes immediately lit up.

Clearly, not everyone was uninterested in the Phoenix Organization's informants.

Faced with such a strictly vertical organizational structure, anyone with even a little ambition would try to probe who exactly their superior was.

Dongliu Mountain, huh...

Fang Yue's heart stirred with excitement. The trail led straight to 【Dongliu Mountain】 and the 【Night Thieves】. It seemed that compared to the furtive concealment within the city, the 【Night Thieves】 roaming the wilds were actually more closely tied to the Phoenix Organization!

If 【Dongliu Mountain】 yielded no useful information, Fang Yue planned to immediately turn around and begin clearing out every 【Night Thief】 on the 【Thief Ranking】.

Setting aside the need to probe the 【Night Thieves】 for intel on the Phoenix Organization, Fang Yue simply had no goodwill toward creatures like 【Night Thieves】 in the first place. Killing them not only earned 【Green Division】 rewards but also rid the people of a menace and boosted his own attributes — three birds with one stone, why not?

But before that, the matter of the Old City Merchant Caravan had to be dealt with first.

"Let's go! First we'll wipe out the Old City Merchant Caravan, then head back for a proper rest. This afternoon I'll rush to 【Dongliu Mountain】 to give the Phoenix Organization a little surprise."

Fang Yue's spirits were high, a surge of agitation and excitement in his chest.

Seeing Fang Yue so happy, the young lady was also in a good mood.

But upon noticing the handkerchief wrapped around Fang Yue's right hand, her expression suddenly faltered, and she said with some difficulty: "Congratulations, Lord Night — you'll soon track down the Phoenix Organization's trail and rescue the one you've been longing for day and night."

Fang Yue, who had been caught up in his excitement, froze for a moment at these words.

"What 'one I've been longing for'?"

The young lady was also taken aback: "Isn't... that the case?"

"No. The person I'm looking for is my sworn younger sister. To be precise, I've only met her two or three times, but her grandfather once did me a great kindness. Later, her... entire household — everyone — died at the hands of Gu, and only she was taken away by the Phoenix Organization. That's why I have to rescue her, to look after her well on her grandfather's behalf."

The young lady's heart had jolted the moment she heard the words "sworn younger sister."

Since ancient times, wasn't a "sworn younger sister" basically a tacit understanding of that kind of relationship?

But once Fang Yue said he'd only met her two or three times, and that it was purely because of the connection with her grandfather that he was risking his life to save her, her eyes immediately lit up.

In that case, the person Lord Night had been searching for all along was not his sweetheart?

Wait, that's not right.

The young lady stared suspiciously at the handkerchief on Fang Yue's hand.

"Then this handkerchief... was it a gift from her grandfather?"

A... friendship between generations??

The young lady felt a chill run through her — this was just too...

Fang Yue, unaware of the young lady's thoughts, stiffened slightly at the mention of the handkerchief, his tone cooling several degrees: "This was given to me by another young lady."

Hearing Fang Yue's tone, the young lady felt a pang in her heart.

... Just as she thought.

Her expression dimmed. A stifling pressure settled in her chest, and she suddenly wanted to slap herself — why bring all this up for no reason, just to make herself miserable?

Dayang Fu was a hundred things waiting to be rebuilt; now was not the time to dwell on such things.

With a forced dry laugh, the young lady asked, doing her best to keep her voice even: "Then she... didn't come to 【Chunuan City】 with you?"

"... She's dead."

Leaving those cold words behind, Fang Yue had already turned and walked away.

In the howling cold wind, the young lady stood completely dumbfounded.

Dead...?

First, a feeling of surprise — almost elation — welled up in her heart, and then the young lady immediately felt ashamed, utterly unable to face herself.

Clearly Lord Night was in such pain, yet she...

But upon learning the truth behind the handkerchief wrapped around Fang Yue's hand, she actually felt her steps grow lighter, as if life had gained color, gained purpose.

Time, after all, heals every wound.

The Old City Merchant Caravan.

Qian of the Blue Guard frowned irritably, watching the Regimental Commander of the Old City Merchant Caravan pace back and forth.

"Can't you calm down?"

The Regimental Commander of the Old City Merchant Caravan, hearing him speak, hurriedly shuffled over.

"Lord Qian, Lord Qian, I've just received word — the other side butchered the neighboring merchant caravan to the last man! Corpses strewn across the fields, rivers of blood... I, I have no confidence here!"

The Old City Merchant Regiment's Regimental Commander was nearly in tears.

The combat power stacked up next door was almost enough to wipe out his Old City Merchant Regiment entirely.

The result, after being ambushed, was that they were finished on the spot—and it was a head-on slaughter, no tricks or schemes involved, just raw strength that nearly annihilated the lot next door.

With such brutal methods and such vicious power, how could he not panic!

"How about... I just surrender? Offer some grand gifts as compensation—surely the Dayang Merchant Regiment won't press on relentlessly, refusing to let go, right?"

To tell the truth, the only person the Old City Merchant Regiment's Regimental Commander feared was the Dayang Merchant Regiment's Supreme Guest, Ye Niu Niu; the other people of Dayang Fu he had never taken seriously at all.

Yet this very person had scared him half to death, and the fearsome reputation was so great it even surpassed any fierce figure that had ever appeared in Chunuan City before.

Even the Night Thieves from outside had never made the Old City Merchant Regiment's Regimental Commander this afraid.

After all, the Night Thieves wouldn't dare act recklessly in Chunuan City—but that Ye Niu Niu dared!

Not only did he dare, he actually did it! He carved out a fearsome reputation with his own hands, killing until others were scared out of their wits!

The Old City Merchant Regiment's Regimental Commander didn't dare gamble his hard-built Old City Merchant Regiment on whether this madman would storm into his home and unleash a slaughter.

That would be gambling with his entire fortune!

Bending the knee in time was also a choice.

As for the Phoenix Organization's side...

(End of chapter)