Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 846 - 83: Master and Famous Catcher (6000 words)_3

Chapter 846 -83: Master and Famous Catcher (6000 words)_3

“The Central Plains truly is a land where crouching tigers and hidden dragons lurk, indeed it is no lie.” fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

“If I have the opportunity in the future, I will certainly seek your instruction with all my heart, farewell!”

He then flew away, his long howl never ceasing, gradually drifting away, as if there were a dragon beast roaring in the sky. Accompanied by his movement technique, he went very far, but unfortunately, this sound, which should have frightened all the beasts, could hardly affect the village’s wild animals. Most of them had already been scared stiff by Wang Anfeng; thus, the magnificent air of a master calmly retreating was somewhat diminished.

It was only after the man had retreated for a long time that the ‘unfathomable’ Wang Anfeng in the house let out a long sigh, the whole person seemed a bit fatigued.

After resting for a while, Wang Anfeng raised his hand to remove the mask, his forehead was already covered in cold sweat, the black hair at his temples damp with perspiration, a result of the immense pressure from that final move a moment ago.

If he hadn’t already set an imperceptible and odorless poisonous mist upon entering, and if the old man hadn’t recklessly inhaled a deep breath during regathering qi, he might have had to resort to a direct confrontation.

Yet, daring to take a deep breath in the enclosed chamber of a Medicine King Valley disciple, such an action is extremely rare in all the records of Medicine King Valley. If the Second Master saw it, he would certainly exclaim at the bravery seen once in a hundred years.

Like him, behind Medicine King Valley in the cemetery, there are plenty; most of the graves have already seen dozens of seasons of grass.

Wang Anfeng indulged in fanciful thoughts amidst his woes.

Yet he also thought that if it came to direct confrontation, he would undoubtedly have to flee in a sorry state, and whatever facade of an otherworldly master he had put on would shatter just like a glazed cup crashing from a height.

If it weren’t for his previous experiences combating grandmasters, and having similar techniques himself, he might have weak legs by now.

Wang Anfeng closed his eyes, not rushing to stand, remaining seated on the bamboo chair.

Once he cleared the matters in his mind, he opened his eyes, raised his left hand, holding a piece of quality jade, shaped like a crescent moon, with a relief of a howling wolf on one side.

This was exactly what he had taken from the old man’s waist when he was dulled by the inhalation of the poisonous mist. Wang Anfeng toyed with the Jade Pendant as a thought gradually became clear in his mind.

Initially considering to shift blame to the Famous Swords Organization when making trouble for them, he worried that they wouldn’t believe it, and whether they were connected with the White Tiger Hall, fearing that his clumsy attempt to direct disaster elsewhere would be easily seen through.

Now with this Jade Pendant, he might as well implicate it on this old man and young man duo, with this piece as evidence, and knowing the old man’s martial arts and appearance, imitating that domineering palm technique with the Shaolin Temple’s Vajra Palm Force would certainly be a precise and harsh framing.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Anfeng carefully stored the Jade Pendant in his bosom, then moved out to seize the two masked men he had knocked down at the outset, initially intending to just gather some evidence, but on second thought, decided to directly take them with him and throw them to Wuxin to deal with.

Here was a village farmhouse, not lacking carrying poles and baskets. Wang Anfeng tossed one person into the basket on one side of the pole, then took big strides out of the yard. As expected, the three martial artists outside had all fled, leaving no trace.

Wang Anfeng felt a slight regret, then quickly extinguished this thought and sprinted toward State City, with this other ‘master’ at the yard leaving in such an unrefined manner.

He sprinted across the plains, avoiding the city guards, returning to the inn, and dumped the person from the basket on the ground, destroying the pole completely with inner strength to avoid exposing his whereabouts, discarding the debris into the bushes.

Then he dragged out Xu Sixing’s body wrapped in a sheet from under the bed.

After handling all this, Wang Anfeng barely exhaled in relief, only to hear the door click, Li Qidao pushed it open while yawning, and said, “All night long, I hear you making a racket here, and you can’t even cleanly handle a few thieves…”

The voice stopped abruptly.

Li Qidao widened his eyes, seeing in Wang Anfeng’s small guest room four bodies lying there, all jet-black, as if they were Kunlun slaves struck by lightning and burned, with Wang Anfeng standing in the middle, chuckling dryly, his mouth twitching slightly.

“Four?”

………

Li Qidao initially planned to take a nap in Wang Anfeng’s room, but seeing four bodies lying in a row dispelled any hint of interest, patting his bottom, he turned and left. Wang Anfeng, who stayed up all night, at the hour of dawn, as promised, took out a carrier pigeon from one side of the cage to send a message to Wuxin.

In less than half an hour, Wuxin appeared at the inn, then seeing the four bodies in Wang Anfeng’s room, fell silent.

Wang Anfeng coughed twice, roughly recounting the events of the night to Wuxin, who nodded and said:

“You did the right thing.”

“Bringing these people back can naturally lead to more clues.”

“But…”

Pausing his voice, Wuxin said, “But next time, maybe don’t strike them like this, cut a little less, it’d be easier to deal with.”

“That’s what the coroner asked me to tell you.”

He thought about it but decided not to repeat the coroner’s words, ‘I’m a coroner, not a cook.’

Wang Anfeng maintained a calm expression, ensuring not to show signs of embarrassment or shame, nodded, then pointed to the only man caught in the fray’s corpse, and said softly:

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