Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1398 - 1447 Scared Away

Li Yifei understood the meaning of those looks, gently nodded, and said, "Then I will continue handling this."

"Young man, just now... I’m sorry." Seventh Uncle said to Li Yifei with a face full of embarrassment, "I thought you were with those people, so..."

"Elder, it’s okay. If I really minded, I wouldn’t have acted. I came to Cang Village truly just to find someone, no other intentions!" After speaking, he glanced at Li Musheng who was trying to sneak away underfoot, and Li Yifei stepped down on him. Li Musheng immediately groaned, lying on the ground, and instantly couldn’t move. Li Yifei then said, "Alright, let’s finish dealing with this matter. Help the elder to take a rest."

The people of Cang Village were naturally excited and grateful. Most of them didn’t know Li Yifei’s purpose, but seeing his righteousness, they were deeply impressed and moved.

Looking at several policemen, Li Yifei rotated his right hand, and without showing how he operated, the gun in his hand was instantly dismantled into various parts, which fell to the ground. Zhao Genshuo, several meters away, swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Not to mention the skill of fighting earlier, just watching this single-handed gun dismantling technique, so skillful, so rapid, absolutely not an ordinary person. Zhao Genshuo thought to himself, thankfully, he wasn’t too reckless to completely offend this person; otherwise, the identity of this person might be remarkably significant.

But Young Master Li can’t be left unrescued... What should be done?

Li Yifei dismantled the gun, only casually glanced at the policemen before lowering his head to look at Li Musheng lying on the ground like a turtle. Squatting in front of him, Li Yifei, with a slight smile, said, "Young Master Li, you tell me, how should this matter end today?"

Li Musheng is not a fool, he certainly knew he was at a disadvantage today. The other’s ability to act was too strong, and he couldn’t handle it with so many people. The saying goes, a wise man avoids immediate trouble; naturally, he didn’t want to suffer this loss now, so he quickly said, "Today’s matter... was our fault. You let me go, and we’ll leave now."

"Are you sure?" Li Yifei raised his eyebrows slightly, playfully looking at Li Musheng.

Li Musheng gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "I... am sure."

Li Yifei chuckled softly, glanced forward, the policemen were still blocking there, Li Yifei then lowered his head again and said, "If you are sure, then I will let you go. However, if you dare to come to Cang Village again, the result will not be the same. You must think it through for yourself."

Li Musheng nodded repeatedly, his mouth even biting the mud on the ground, not daring to spit it out, murmuring indistinctly, "Yes, yes, yes, we’ll leave now."

Li Yifei then pointed to the policemen on the ground with his finger, saying, "Come and get the gun."

The subordinates’ eyes turned to Zhao Genshuo, who hesitated like being electrified, then ran over to pick up the handgun parts, a mix of emotions, mostly a kind of relief, thankful the opponent didn’t want to escalate things, or it would have been troublesome.

Li Musheng also got up, using his hands and feet to run to his own men, looking more like a dog, his image was quite embarrassing, causing the people on the Cang Village side to burst into laughter.

Li Musheng dared not linger, hurriedly got in the car, instructed his men to lift the more seriously injured people into the car, turned the car around, and drove off, quickly disappearing down the road at the village entrance, with only the faint rumble of bulldozers heard.

Watching this group leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Li Yifei felt the tension above everyone’s heads slowly dissipate, and at this moment, a little girl of six or seven walked over, looked up at Li Yifei, and said crisply, "Thank you, uncle, for saving us."

The sentence ignited the villagers’ emotions, and they all expressed their gratitude to Li Yifei. Some children even regarded him as the kind of Kung Fu master or unparalleled hero only seen in TV shows.

Seventh Uncle and several elderlies also came, expressing their thanks, with Seventh Uncle apologizing once again. Li Yifei could only say it’s unnecessary.

In contrast to the treatment when he first arrived at the village, Li Yifei had now become a hero, surrounded by everyone as they returned to the village, arriving at one of the few big houses there, invited to the place of honor. The tour guide and driver also returned but did not come in, sitting in the car, as if facing a major enemy, desperately wishing Li Yifei would come back later, like a big event was going to happen.

Seventh Uncle was also helped over, but he had taken a hit on the back, now walking more painfully, possibly with a bone injury. Seeing this, Li Yifei said, "Seventh Uncle, I know some massage techniques; how about I take a look and simply treat it for you first, and go to the hospital later."

A girl in her twenties’ eyes lit up, saying, "Benefactor, you know medicine? That’s great, quickly help Seventh Uncle look at it, he is already ninety years old, taking a hit can’t be comfortable."

Li Yifei dared not bother girls now, so he simply nodded and went over to hold Seventh Uncle, holding his hand, inputting a strand of True Qi into him. Soon Seventh Uncle felt the pain in his back greatly reduced, even the wound area had a warm feeling.

It’s also Seventh Uncle’s luck, he took a blow, but surprisingly, his bones weren’t much damaged, just some muscle strain. Li Yifei rotated his True Qi for a while, and the pain vanished.

Seventh Uncle held Li Yifei’s hand, continually thanking him, "Thank you, thank you!"

The others had taken hits to varying degrees, but when Li Yifei asked who else needed treatment, they all stepped back, saying they didn’t need it, treating Seventh Uncle was enough. Li Yifei looked at them more highly, different from some villagers he had met.

Once some people stepped out, Seventh Uncle looked at Li Yifei and asked, "Benefactor, could you repeat your question from before..."

"I dare not accept the title of benefactor, my surname is Li, Seventh Uncle can just call me Little Li." After Li Yifei finished speaking, he explained his purpose for coming: "I’ve been afflicted by a kind of witchcraft, and only a linguist can solve it. Someone told me this is the Cang Jie’s hometown, and the people of Cang Village are descendants of Saint Cang Jie, so I came here to try my luck."

In the room, there were only Seventh Uncle and a few elderly people of similar age, who were also clan chiefs and respected elders. After hearing Li Yifei’s purpose, they couldn’t help but look at each other in confusion, and Li Yifei caught a glimpse of bewilderment in their eyes, feeling slightly disappointed.

The elders fell into silence, seemingly contemplating and reminiscing, but Li Yifei wasn’t in a hurry, he waited patiently. It was Seventh Uncle who first coughed, his face showing some guilt, as he stood up and said to Li Yifei, "Mr. Li, in truth, even we don’t know if we’re descendants of Cang Jie. Although we do have the surname Cang, considering how many years have passed, a lot of data is missing, and recent generations don’t know much about this, but our ancestors definitely bore the Cang surname, and we have indeed lived here."

"Yes, we should have the surname Cang, but as for the linguist you mentioned, we’ve really never heard of that. During the Qing Dynasty, a saint did emerge from our ancestors, who became a governmental official and rose to a third-rank official position. Many disciples in the family also practiced martial arts, but no one has ever heard of harming others with words..."

"I don’t have any impression either. I manage the inherited literary archives of the clan. When I was young, I read many family histories and confirmed there’s no record of this!"

Spoken by the elders in a chaotic manner, all unfamiliar with the term ’linguist’. Li Yifei was helpless, he nodded lightly, saying, "Alright, then I was presumptuous. I’m not sure of the exact information, I just thought this was the place of Cang Jie’s descendants, and came here, troubling you elders."

"No, no, it’s us who didn’t help you, instead you saved us."

"Indeed, without you, with those people being so brutal today, we wouldn’t have survived at our age."

Li Yifei smiled and said, "There’s no need for thanks, I also couldn’t stand their actions and intervened."

"But we didn’t help..." An elder was quite unwilling.

Suddenly, Seventh Uncle exclaimed, attracting everybody’s attention. Everyone saw the elder’s eyebrows twitch, seemingly excited, then he looked up at Li Yifei and said, "Mr. Li, although we no longer know about our ancestors, when you mentioned words, I suddenly thought of something."

"What is it?" Li Yifei asked instinctively, the others also looked at Seventh Uncle.

Seventh Uncle shook his head and said, "I can’t say for sure. It was given to me when I took over the position of clan chief from the previous chief, and I haven’t looked at it all these years, so I’m not sure, but I feel it should be related to the words you mentioned."

The hope Li Yifei erased reignited, he thought, even if I don’t find the linguist, finding clues would be good.

An elder said, "Clan chief, where is the thing? I’ll help you get it!"

Seventh Uncle shook his head and said, "Let’s go together."

Li Yifei followed a group of elders to a hall, one elder took out a stone and placed it in the center of the hall where there was a small depression. Once the stone was placed, a creaking sound came, Li Yifei was a bit surprised, this turned out to be a mechanism, with the sound gradually growing louder, the ground cracked open a gap, after a while, the gap widened further, inside wasn’t pitch black, instead, there was light, but it wasn’t like flames, rather it was a cold glow, not particularly bright.

Seventh Uncle took a candle, lit it, and now the crack in the ground was about a meter wide, the mechanical sound had stopped, Seventh Uncle said to Li Yifei, "Mr. Li, you saved us, you’re not an outsider, come down with us!"

Seventh Uncle said, and first descended, this was the Cang family’s secret vault, but really there wasn’t much treasure left inside anymore, most of it had been donated decades ago as military funds, so although the secret vault was well-preserved now, there wasn’t much treasure left, including the so-called golden head, which fundamentally didn’t exist.

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