Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 73: Repeating the Old Trick

Jiang Feng returned to the workshop.

He was restless.

As the person involved,

he naturally knew Black Tiger was pointing at him.

The reason Wu Tieshan mistook Han Dong was probably due to mediocre beast taming skills, unable to grasp all the information.

Moreover, he was just a Little Prison Chief—people from Tiger Fang Manor would hardly suspect him.

Also, the day Ning Hongzhuo died, he was with people from Dark Hall, chasing Han Dong; Wu Tieshan surely knew this, so Han Dong unwittingly shielded Jiang Feng from a bullet.

But this kind of thing can be hidden for a while, but not forever.

As long as Black Tiger remains in Zhenbei Prison,

and can still be with Wu Tieshan, sooner or later, Wu Tieshan will find out the real culprit is Jiang Feng.

At that time,

a Little Prison Chief in Zhenbei Prison is actually the Seventh Prince’s trusted aide, able to kill Cao Zhengyang and seize the Second Prince’s account book, and more; once these kinds of news get out,

Jiang Feng will be doomed.

To act low-key as usual, scraping by in Zhenbei Prison and earning Fortune Points day by day, is probably growing ever more difficult.

"No, I have to find a way to separate them."

"Can’t let Black Tiger and Tiger Fang Manor people stay together."

Jiang Feng came up with an idea.

He soon found Mao Daming.

"Lord Mao, I suggest moving Black Tiger to another cell, best to keep it away from that group from earlier. I think the one who was rude to Commander Han seems able to control that beast.

If we let them stay together long, if anything goes wrong, we can’t bear the consequences."

Jiang Feng said, pretending to be concerned about Zhenbei Prison’s safety.

"Hmm... Prison Chief Jiang, that’s a good suggestion. Come with me, let’s call a few men to move that Black Tiger."

Mao Daming considered Jiang Feng’s proposal reasonable, and with Han Dong appreciating Jiang Feng as well, he didn’t refuse.

"Lord Mao, I’ll skip it—please get someone else. I’ve been scared of tigers since I was a child, especially Black Tiger—so dark, gives me the creeps."

Jiang Feng hurriedly waved his hand.

He was now determined never to face Black Tiger again.

"Heh heh, didn’t expect you to be so timid. All right, I won’t force you."

Mao Daming joked.

He then led some Prison Chiefs and Squad Leaders to transfer Black Tiger to another cell, far from Wu Tieshan and his group’s cell.

"What are you doing?"

"Roar!"

"Beast, behave!"

"Don’t hurt it, tell me, what are you doing?"

Not long after, the third level erupted again with howling and Wu Tieshan’s cursing.

The commotion alerted Han Dong; she made a brief inquiry.

She learned that Mao Daming, worried Black Tiger would be controlled by Wu Tieshan and endanger everyone, led people to relocate Black Tiger so Wu Tieshan couldn’t control it.

Han Dong nodded slightly, feeling Mao Daming was far more reliable.

"Just separating them isn’t safe enough. Best to find a way to eliminate one of them—especially that Black Tiger, absolutely can’t let it remain."

Inside the workshop,

Jiang Feng frowned, troubled.

Just splitting Black Tiger and Wu Tieshan up still didn’t put him at ease.

"It’s a pity I can’t get rid of them in the cells."

"Sigh, if the Court could expedite interrogation and execute the Tiger Fang Manor people soon, that would be best."

The more Jiang Feng thought, the thornier it seemed.

He kept feeling a blade hung above his head.

He knew, once the Second Prince discovers he took the account book, no matter if he’s the Seventh Prince’s man or not, the Second Prince won’t spare him easily.

Thinking about someone so noble—a Prince, turning his hand to cloud, overturning his hand to rain—not only does Jiang Feng have just Third Grade Refining God cultivation, even if he became First Grade or an Innate Powerhouse, he wouldn’t want to go against the Second Prince.

"What should I do, what should I do?"

Jiang Feng closed his eyes, racking his brain.

"I’ve got it!"

An hour later,

a flash of inspiration struck Jiang Feng.

He couldn’t help but open his eyes and stand up.

"I can’t get rid of you, but that doesn’t mean others can’t!"

"They’re all scapegoats for the Second Prince. If the Second Prince suspects them... then... heh heh heh."

Jiang Feng had an idea.

A vicious one.

Soon it was shift handover time.

Jiang Feng left Zhenbei Prison; after walking a ways with Uncle Huo, he went to buy some paper and pens. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Returned home.

Jiang Feng carefully recalled details from the account book.

He remembered clearly—several Senior Officials of the Court were implicated.

These days, because of the underground moneyhouse case, several Senior Officials have been arrested, but Jiang Feng observed—they weren’t the real culprits.

They were mostly cannon fodder.

Not truly core figures in the court.

The Second Prince and some of these officials have always gotten along fine.

Even Tiger Fang Manor’s people were just a chess piece for the Second Prince; he throws the piece out, offers up a couple random officials, and the account book matter is glossed over.

Even the Seventh Prince was helpless.

If things had ended there,

it would’ve been fine for Jiang Feng and the Second Prince both.

But now, Wu Tieshan might discover any time that Jiang Feng is the one who took the book—Jiang Feng can’t just wait for death, he must strike first.

So, relying on memory, Jiang Feng copied out the main points in the account book that clearly implicated the head of the Ministry of Revenue.

He didn’t need to write word for word,

just enough that the new Minister of Revenue, Liu Yunshan, would believe it was written by Wu Tieshan.

At the end,

Jiang Feng added a line:

Please, Lord, you must get me out; I have important matters to report, to prevent you and His Highness from danger.

After writing, Jiang Feng blew the ink dry.

Then rolled up the paper.

Finally, after careful disguise, he left Chaoyang Alley.

All the way, Jiang Feng hurried to Liu Yunshan’s Minister’s Mansion.

After Yang Rusong’s downfall, Liu Yunshan ascended to Minister of Revenue—less than half a year in office; it now seemed his rise owed much to the Second Prince.

This time,

even the Seventh Prince is helpless against the Second Prince.

Jiang Feng vaguely sensed the Second Prince may already control most of the court—if someone like that sets their sights on him, he’ll die ten times over.

Near the Minister’s Mansion live only the elite.

A whole street of Senior Officials; every mansion’s gate is guarded by Martial Artists.

Jiang Feng arrived in disguise.

Using his Great Perfection level body martial arts.

He leaped onto a pavilion six hundred meters away from the mansion.

He wrapped the paper on an arrow.

Using the Black Longbow, employing his old trick, he shot the arrow into the mansion, aiming for the brightest room he could see from afar.

"Swish!"

Divine Arrow, Great Success level.

Third Grade Refining Spirit Realm cultivation.

Even at six hundred meters,

Jiang Feng’s arrow had astonishing penetrative power—enough to slay a Middle Third Grade Martial Artist in one shot.

The arrow buried firmly in the door.

"Assassin!"

There were guards posted at the room’s entrance.

The arrow whistled in and struck the door, instantly alarming the guards.

Jiang Feng saw this and swiftly vaulted off the pavilion, relying on body martial arts to disappear at speed.