[Wuxia] Chasing After the Beauties of Jin Yong's Novels (Tianlong Fengliu) (Complete) - 13

The first part of the Fallen Dragon World, Chapter 64: Taming the Wicked Woman Kang Min 2.

Feng Bo'e shook his head and said, "I can't beat you. The difference in strength is too great. It's not interesting to fight. Goodbye, Chief Qiao."

He admitted defeat without the slightest sign of dejection. As the saying goes, "Victory is gratifying, and defeat is also joyful." He only wanted to fight, and if the fight was intense and exciting, he would be satisfied. Whether he won or lost, he didn't care at all. He could be said to have deeply grasped the essence of "fighting." He raised his hand to say goodbye to Qiao Feng and said to Bao Butong,

"Third Brother, I heard that Young Master went to Shaolin Temple. There are many people there, and there must be a fight. I'll go and stir things up now. You guys can come back later."

He was afraid of missing a fight, so he rushed off without waiting for Bao Butong's reply.

Bao Butong said, "Let's go, let's go! My skills are inferior, I'm ashamed! Even if I practice for another ten years, I'll still lose everything! Better to give up and eat my fill!" He chanted loudly and strode away, losing with a flourish. Wang Yuyan said to A'Zhu and A'Bi,

"Third brother, fourth brother are gone, where are we going to find...find him?"

A'Zhu lowered her head and said, "The Beggars' Sect has serious matters to discuss here, let's go back to Wuxi City." Turning to Qiao Feng, she said,

"Chief Qiao, can the three of us leave?"

Qiao Feng nodded, but Wu Long said,

"Wait. Stay here first, wait until my eldest brother finishes his business, then we'll leave together."

A'Zhu then approached Wu Long curiously and asked,

"Young Master, what are you doing here! Why are you with Chief Qiao? Why do you want us to stay?"

Wu Long wanted to tease her, so he said to A'Zhu,

"Well, there's a reason for that."

"What reason?" A'Zhu asked curiously.

"You want to know? Okay, give me a kiss, and I'll tell you!" Wu Long smiled and pointed to his face.

"Ah! Why are you like this?" A'Zhu said shyly. These past few days, she hadn't had a moment of peace; she felt a sense of panic. Wu Long's mischievous smile kept flashing through her mind, lingering there. At times like this, she felt afraid, but now she thought about Wu Long even more often. She was afraid this situation would worsen. Now, seeing Wu Long make this request, although she wanted to refuse, she felt a little hopeful.

"If you don't kiss me, I won't tell you!" Wu Long laughed.

A'Zhu was also a little anxious. Seeing that Wu Long wouldn't tell her, she thought, "Do I really have to kiss him? What should I do? Oh well! I'll just consider it helping the young master! Just one kiss, this guy is so naughty!" A'Zhu comforted herself. Then, she looked around and, seeing no one was watching, quickly kissed Wu Long on the cheek, then blushed and jumped away, her heart pounding.

Wu Long hadn't expected A Zhu to actually kiss him; he'd only meant to tease her, but feeling the kiss, he thought, "This girl's shyness is truly extraordinary! But! I like it!

" "A Zhu, I'm going to keep your kiss safe. It's a kiss I finally got! I've decided I won't wash my face for the next few days!" Seeing A Zhu standing there after the kiss, head down, hands fidgeting, her face completely red, Wu Long found her adorable! He walked over to her and whispered in her ear,

"You're so bad! I'm never talking to you again!" A Zhu, seeing Wu Long teasing her again, threatened him playfully.

"You're ignoring me? Don't you want to know why?" Wu Long loved seeing her shy demeanor, so he feigned regret.

"Ah! Right, hurry up and tell me! I've already done everything for you. Everything for you, you, you haven't fulfilled your promise yet!" A'Zhu only remembered why she kissed Wu Long after he mentioned it, but she couldn't bring herself to say it, stammering incoherently.

"What did you do to me? Tell me! How am I supposed to know what you want me to fulfill if you don't tell me?" Wu Long feigned ignorance.

"Didn't you say that if I kissed you, you'd tell me why you were here? How could you forget! You, you, you tricked me!?" A'Zhu was no match for Wu Long. Seeing his reaction, she panicked and, forgetting her embarrassment, blurted out, but seeing Wu Long's mischievous smile, she was helpless and could only lower her head even further.

"Actually, Chief Qiao and I just became sworn brothers. Well, I came here specifically to explain the Murong family's affairs to you. Of course, I also came specifically to see you all; I've missed you terribly these past few days."

A'Zhu was immediately overwhelmed and could only seek refuge with A'Bi. A'Bi had been watching Wu Long closely, and although she wasn't angry at his flirting with A'Zhu, she just gave Wu Long a resentful look before giggling at A'Bi. Suddenly,

Wu Long heard a large group of people walking quickly from the east, followed by more people from the north, in even greater numbers. Wu Long whispered to Qiao Feng, "Brother, someone's coming!"

Qiao Feng had already heard this and nodded, thinking,

"It's probably the Murong young master's hidden forces. It turns out that these two surnamed Bao and Feng came to hold us back first, and then the whole force attacked at once."

Just as he was about to secretly give orders to the gang members to retreat to the west and south respectively, while he, the Fourth Elder, and Chief Jiang covered the rear, he suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps from the west and south at the same time. Enemies were approaching from all directions.

Qiao Feng whispered,

"Chief Jiang, the enemy in the south is the weakest. Upon seeing my signal, immediately lead the brothers

to retreat ." Chief Jiang replied, "Yes!"

Just then, fifty or sixty men rushed out from behind the apricot tree in Wulong. They were all ragged, disheveled, some carrying weapons, others broken bowls or bamboo staffs—all members of the Beggars' Clan. Following them, eighty or ninety Beggars' Clan disciples emerged from the north, their expressions grave. They didn't bow to Qiao Feng, but instead displayed a subtle hostility.

Qiao Feng was the most surprised. These were all members of his clan, who usually treated him with great respect. They would have rushed over to greet him from afar. Why had they suddenly appeared today, not even calling him "Chief"? He was filled with doubt when he saw dozens of members from the west and south sides arrive, quickly filling the clearing in the apricot grove. However, apart from the four elders and Chief Jiang who had arrived earlier, none of the other leaders of the Beggars' Clan were present. Qiao Feng grew increasingly alarmed, cold sweat forming on his palms. Even when facing the strongest and most vicious enemies, he had never been so horrified. He could only think:

"Could it be that the Beggars' Clan has suddenly fallen into internal strife? Have the Transmission and Enforcement Elders and the Branch Chief been murdered?"

Suddenly, a refined-looking beggar stepped out from the Beggars' Clan at the east end, his face stern, and said:

"Reporting to the Clan Leader, the great revenge for the tragic death of Deputy Clan Leader Ma has not yet been avenged. How can the Clan Leader let the enemy go so easily?" These words seemed quite polite, but his expression was aggressive, showing no respect for a subordinate.

Upon seeing this man, Wu Long immediately guessed that it was Quan Guanqing, thinking to himself,

"As expected, he looks like that strange scholar."

He then said, "Whether or not to release him is up to my elder brother. Do you intend for the most powerful gang in the world to commit such a shameful act as kidnapping someone's woman?"

Quan Guanqing was taken aback, his prepared words rendered speechless by Wu Long's interruption. He retorted, "Who are you? Our Beggars' Sect's affairs are none of our concern."

Wu Long already knew of the other party's entire scheme; stopping it wouldn't be difficult. However, Wu Long felt that if he stopped this conspiracy, Qiao Feng's true identity might remain hidden for life, which would be even more tragic for Qiao Feng. Moreover, with Xiao Yuanshan lurking in the shadows, the unpredictable nature of the situation was truly unforeseen.

Qiao Feng said,

"We came to Jiangnan to avenge Brother Ma. But after investigating extensively these past few days, I believe that the murderer of Brother Ma may not necessarily be Young Master Murong."

Quan Guanqing, nicknamed "Scholar of Ten Directions," was a resourceful and highly skilled martial artist. He held the position of Eight-Bag Branch Master, second only to the Sixteen Elders, and was in charge of the "Great Wisdom Branch." He asked,

"What makes you say this, Chief?"

Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, and A'Bi were about to leave when they heard someone in the Beggars' Sect mention Murong Fu. All three were very concerned about Murong Fu and immediately stepped aside to listen.

Qiao Feng said,

"I'm just guessing; I have no evidence."

Quan Guanqing said,

"We all want to know what your guess is, Chief."

Qiao Feng said, "When I was in Luoyang, I heard that Brother Ma died from the 'Throat-Locking Grappling Hand' technique. I immediately thought of the Murong family of Gusu's saying, 'An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.' I thought that Brother Ma's 'Throat-Locking

Grappling Hand' was unparalleled in the world; apart from the Murong family, no one else could have injured him with his own unique skill."

Quan Guanqing said, "That's right."

Qiao Feng said, “

But in recent days, I’ve increasingly felt that our previous thoughts might not be

entirely accurate ; there might be other twists and turns.”

Quan Guanqing said,

“All the brothers are eager to hear the details; please enlighten us, Chief.”

Seeing his unfriendly tone and noticing the unusual demeanor of the other members, Qiao Feng knew that something major had happened within the gang and asked,

“Where are Elders Transmission of Skill and Enforcement?” Quan Guanqing replied, “I didn’t see the two elders today.” Qiao Feng then asked, “Where are the leaders of the four branches: Great Benevolence, Great Faith, Great Courage, and Great Etiquette?”

Quan Guanqing turned to a seven-bag disciple in the northwest corner and asked,

“Zhang Quanxiang, why didn’t your branch leader come?” The long-bag disciple replied, “Um… um… I don’t know.” Qiao

Feng knew that Quan Guanqing, the leader of the Great Wisdom Branch, was cunning and capable, and had once been one of his most trusted

subordinates. However, now that he was plotting a coup, Quan Guanqing had become a formidable enemy. Seeing the seven-bag disciple Zhang Quanxiang's ashamed expression, his hesitant speech, and his avoidance of eye contact, Qiao Feng shouted, "Zhang Quanxiang, did you kill our Branch Leader Fang?"

Zhang Quanxiang was shocked and hurriedly said,

"No, no! Branch Leader Fang is right there, not dead, not dead! This...this has nothing to do with me

, I didn't do it."

Qiao Feng said sternly,

"Then who did it?" His voice wasn't loud, but it was full of authority. Zhang Quanxiang trembled and looked towards Quan Guanqing. Qiao Feng knew that the coup was already underway, and if the elders in charge of transmission and enforcement were not dead, they were certainly in grave danger. The opportunity was fleeting, so he sighed and turned to ask the four elders,

"Four elders, what exactly happened?" The

four elders looked at each other, each hoping someone else would speak first. Seeing this, Qiao Feng knew the four elders were also involved, and smiled slightly, saying:

"From myself down, everyone in our gang values loyalty and righteousness..." He abruptly retreated two steps, each step a long, sweeping leap—even a leap forward couldn't match his speed or the breadth of his stride. With

these two steps, he was no more than three feet from Quan Guanqing. Without turning, his left hand lashed out, his right hand seizing the "Zhongting" and "Jiuwei" acupoints on Quan's chest.

Quan Guanqing's martial arts were no less formidable than the four elders, yet he was unable to retaliate even once and was immediately subdued. Qiao Feng channeled his inner energy, channeling it into Quan Guanqing's acupoints, following the meridians to the "Zhongwei" and "Yangtai" acupoints on his knees. Quan's knees buckled, and he involuntarily knelt on the ground. All the gang members paled, terrified, and unsure what to do. Qiao

Feng, observing their expressions, realized that Quan Guanqing was the mastermind behind this rebellion. If he wasn't subdued in one fell swoop, the chaos would... This was no small matter. Even if the traitor was subdued, a bloody internal conflict would be inevitable. With a powerful enemy at hand, how could the Beggars' Sect afford to weaken itself? Seeing that the surrounding members, except for those from the Righteousness Branch, seemed to have been incited by Quan Guanqing, and that a fight would be difficult to control once it started, he deliberately turned to question the Fourth Elder. Taking advantage of Quan Guanqing's lack of vigilance, he retreated and seized his meridians. These few moves were swift and seamless, seemingly effortless, but in reality, they were the culmination of his lifelong skills. If the counter-strike had been slightly off, although it would have subdued Quan Guanqing, it wouldn't have been able to stimulate the acupoints in his knee joint with internal force, and his accomplices might have intervened, making a fight unavoidable. By forcing him to kneel, everyone assumed Quan Guanqing had surrendered, and no one dared to make any further moves.

Qiao Feng turned around, patted his shoulder lightly twice with his left hand, and said, "Since you know you've made a mistake, there's no need to kneel." "The crime of causing trouble and defying superiors is unavoidable, but we can discuss and punish him later." With a slight flick of his right elbow, he struck Quan Guanqing's acupoint that had

previously rendered him speechless. Qiao Feng knew that Quan Guanqing was eloquent and argumentative; if given the opportunity to speak, he could incite the gang members, and the trouble would be difficult to quell. At this moment, with danger lurking everywhere, he had to deal with him decisively. He restrained Quan Guanqing, made him kneel with his head bowed, and loudly said to Zhang Quanxiang, "You will lead the way and guide Chief Jiang of the Righteousness Branch to invite Elder Chuan Gong, Elder Fa Fa, and the others to come here together. If you obey my orders, your punishment will be reduced. Everyone else, sit down on the spot and do not stand up without permission."

Zhang Quanxiang was both surprised and delighted, and repeatedly replied, "Yes, yes!" "

Chief Jiang of the Righteousness Branch had not participated in the rebellion plot. Seeing Quan Guanqing and the others dare to rebel, he was already extremely angry, his face flushed red, and he was panting heavily. Only when Qiao Feng ordered him to go with Zhang Quanxiang to rescue the people did he calm down a little. He then said to the twenty-odd members of his branch:

'Our gang has unfortunately encountered turmoil. This is the time for everyone to do their utmost to repay the kindness of the gang leader. Everyone must do their best to protect the leader and must obey the gang leader's orders without fail.'

He was afraid that the four elders would immediately launch an attack. Although the Righteousness Branch was far outnumbered by the rebels, the gang leader would not be powerless.

Qiao Feng said: 'No! Brother Jiang, you take all the brothers of our branch with you. Rescuing people is a major matter and cannot be neglected.' Chief Jiang dared not disobey and replied: 'Yes!' He added: 'Gang leader, please be careful. I will return as soon as possible.'" Qiao Feng smiled slightly and said, "These are all our good brothers who have shared life and death for many years. It's just that we had a little disagreement for a while. It's nothing serious. You can go with peace of mind." He added, "Send someone to inform the 'First-Class Hall' of Xixia that the Huishan Agreement will be postponed for seven days." "

Chief Jiang bowed and agreed, then led his men away. Qiao Feng spoke casually, but inwardly he was truly worried. With the departure of the twenty-odd members of the Righteousness Branch, apart from Wu Long, Wang Yuyan, A Zhu, and A Bi—four outsiders—the remaining two hundred or so people in Apricot Grove were all accomplices in the conspiracy. If even one of them gave a signal, the ensuing uproar would be extremely difficult to handle. He looked around at the assembled heroes, seeing that everyone's expression was extremely awkward. Some were trying to remain calm, some were bewildered and helpless, and some were eager to try, showing a willingness to take risks. The two hundred or so people around him remained silent, but if anyone uttered a word, chaos would immediately ensue.

At this moment, darkness gradually fell, twilight enveloped the area, and a thin mist drifted around the edge of Apricot Grove. Qiao Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief..." Suddenly, the sound of horses galloping from the northwest corner of the woods was heard, accompanied by two whistles. Immediately, someone from the Beggars' Sect responded with a whistle. The sound of hooves also came from the northeast corner.

The northwest horse galloped closer and closer, reaching the edge of the woods in a short time. A man spurred his horse into the woods and dismounted. The man wore a wide-sleeved robe, his attire quite ornate. He swiftly removed his outer garment, revealing the tattered Beggars' Sect clothing underneath. He rushed to Qiao Feng, presenting a package with both hands, and cried out, "Urgent military intelligence..." before collapsing. The horse also foamed at the mouth, neighed twice, and fell down.

Qiao Feng had just taken the package, opened it, taken out the wax pills inside, crushed them, and pulled out the note when the man on the northeast horse dismounted and rushed over, shouting, "Qiao Feng, this is a matter of great military importance! You can't look at this!"

Qiao Feng tightened his grip on the note, crumpling it into a ball, and called out loudly, "Elder Xu! What brings you here?"

The Beggars' Sect members were startled. Elder Xu held an extremely high position in the Beggars' Sect, being eighty-seven years old this year. Even the former sect leader, Wang, addressed him as "Senior Uncle," and everyone in the sect was his junior. He had long since retired from worldly affairs. Qiao Feng and the other elders, including those in charge of skill transmission and law enforcement, would pay their respects to him annually, only exchanging casual greetings about sect matters. They were all surprised by his sudden arrival and his prevention of Qiao Feng from reading the Western Xia military intelligence.

Elder Xu appeared before Qiao Feng in the blink of an eye. Qiao Feng respectfully presented him with the crumpled paper, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Elder Xu!" Elder Xu swiftly snatched the paper from Qiao Feng's hand, clutching it tightly, and said, "Excuse me!"

Qiao Feng was the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Although his seniority was lower than Elder Xu's, he ultimately gave orders in matters of great importance to the sect. Even if the previous leaders were resurrected, they would still be subordinate to Elder Xu, let alone Elder Xu, who was merely a retired senior. Unexpectedly, Elder Xu forbade him to view the urgent military report from Western Xia, yet he offered no resistance, leaving everyone astonished. Only Wu Long smiled wryly.

Chapter 65 of Part One: Fallen Dragon World - Taming the Wicked Woman Kang Min 3

Elder Xu said,

"Excuse me!" He took the crumpled paper from Qiao Feng's hand, held it in his left hand, and then

swept his gaze across the group of beggars, saying loudly, "Madam Ma, the widow of Brother Ma Dayuan, is about to arrive. She has something to say to you all. Please wait for her for a moment, shall we?"

The beggars all looked at Qiao Feng, wondering what he had to say. Qiao Feng was full of doubts and said,

"If this matter is of great importance, then please wait."

Elder Xu said, "This matter is indeed of great importance."

After saying these six words, he said nothing more, gave Qiao Feng the proper greeting to the leader, and then sat down to the side.

Seeing that his accomplices, Elders Song, Xi, Chen, and Wu, were all captured, Quan Guanqing knew he was doomed. Seeing Elder Xu arrive, he made a final stand, shouting,

"I believe that Vice Chief Ma was murdered at Qiao Feng's behest!"

Qiao Feng was startled, exclaiming,

"What?"

Quan Guanqing said,

"You've always hated Vice Chief Ma, wishing you could get rid of him, feeling that your

position as chief wouldn't be secure unless you removed this thorn in your side."

Qiao Feng slowly shook his head, saying,

"No. Although my relationship with Vice Chief Ma wasn't deep, and our conversations weren't particularly congenial, I've never harbored any intention to harm him. Heaven and earth bear witness. If Qiao Feng intended to harm Ma Dayuan, may I be disgraced, suffer a thousand cuts, and become a laughingstock among all heroes." These words were spoken with utmost sincerity, and his bold and unyielding heroic spirit left no room for doubt.

Quan Guanqing retorted,

"Then why do you repeatedly collude with

the enemy ?"

Pointing to Wang Yuyan and the other two girls, he said,

"These three are Murong Fu's family members and relatives; you are protecting them."

Pointing to Wu Long, he said, "This man is Murong Fu's friend, yet you have become sworn brothers with him..."

Wu Long coldly replied,

"I am not Murong Fu's friend. I have never seen Young Master Murong's face. These three girls may be considered Murong Fu's family and relatives, but they are not necessarily his relatives."

Wang Yuyan was merely Murong Fu's "relative," not his "relative"; the distinction must be made.

Quan Guanqing said:

"No, no!" Bao Butong is the master of Jinfeng Manor under Murong Fu, and "A Gust of Wind and Waves" is the master of Xuanshuang Manor under

Murong Fu . If it weren't for your help, Qiao Feng, they would have been torn to pieces long ago, or at least died from poisoning. Everyone witnessed this, so what are you trying to deny?"

Qiao Feng slowly said, "Our Beggars' Clan has been established for hundreds of years and is respected in the martial arts world, not because of our large numbers or superior martial arts, but because of our chivalrous deeds and upholding of justice. Master Quan, you have accused me of protecting these three young ladies, but..." "No, I did protect them, but it's because I cherish the reputation of our sect built up over hundreds of years. I can't bear to let the heroes of the world say, 'The elders of the Beggars' Sect ganged up to bully three young and weak women.' Elders Song, Xi, Chen, and Wu—aren't they all renowned figures in the martial arts world? You may not cherish the reputation of the Beggars' Sect and the four elders, but all the brothers in the sect do."

Hearing these words, and glancing at the three delicate girls, Wang Yuyan and

the other two, everyone agreed that it made perfect sense. If they were to make things difficult for these three girls, and word got out, it would severely damage the reputation of the Beggars' Sect. Just then, the sound of hooves rang out again, and two riders galloped towards Xinglin. The Beggars

' Sect had left markings along the roadside for their gathering, and there were also people nearby to warn of any potential enemies. Everyone assumed one of them must be Ma Dayuan's widow, but to their surprise, the riders were an old man and an old woman; the man was short, while the woman was quite tall, a striking contrast.

Qiao Feng stood up to greet them, saying, "The virtuous couple, Master Tan and Granny Tan from Chongxiao Cave in Taihang Mountain, have arrived! I apologize for not welcoming you sooner." Elder Xu and the six elders, including the Transmission of Skills and the Enforcement of Law, stepped forward to bow.

Just then, the clatter of hooves sounded, and a donkey burst into the woods. A person was riding it backwards, facing away from the donkey's head and towards its tail. Granny Tan

immediately beamed, calling out, "Senior Brother, what strange trick are you playing now? I'll spank you!"

When everyone looked at the person on the donkey's back, they saw him curled up in a ball, seemingly a seven or eight-year-old child. Granny Tan reached out and

slapped his bottom. The person tumbled to the ground, suddenly stretching out his hands and feet, becoming tall and large. Everyone was slightly startled. Master Tan, however, looked displeased, snorted, and glanced sideways at him, saying, "Who do we have here? It's you."

He then turned to look at Granny Tan.

The man riding the donkey backwards was said to be very old, yet he didn't seem old at all; he wasn't young either, somewhere between thirty and sixty years old. His appearance was neither ugly nor handsome. He gazed intently at Granny Tan, his expression full of concern, and softly asked,

"Xiao Juan, how have you been lately?"

Granny Tan was tall and robust, with silver hair and a face full of wrinkles, yet her name was "Xiao Juan," a name that sounded delicate and incongruous with her appearance. Everyone found it amusing. But every old woman was once young; if she was called "Xiao Juan" as a young girl, she couldn't very well change her name to "Lao Juan" (Old Juan) when she was old, could she? This time, however, she wasn't running at a rapid pace. Everyone wondered: who had arrived?

The several horses entered the apricot grove, and in front of them were five young men, all with thick eyebrows and large eyes, their appearances remarkably similar. The oldest was in his thirties, and the youngest in his twenties; they were clearly five brothers from the same mother. Following a horse galloping into the forest, the Five Heroes of Mount Tai rushed forward to pull the horse's head back. An elderly man in a silk robe dismounted and bowed to Qiao Feng, saying, "Chief Qiao, Shan Zheng has come uninvited; I apologize for disturbing you."

Qiao Feng immediately returned the bow, saying, "If I had known Senior Shan would grace us with his presence, I would have welcomed him from afar." Just as

the donkey rider was about to speak, Wu Long flicked out a finger strike, landing on the rider's acupoint for speech. Unfortunately, although Wu Long's internal strength was strong, his acupoint striking technique was not yet perfect, and it was ineffective. However, the donkey rider was startled and cursed, "Who the hell attacked me? Step forward!"

Wu Long remained a bystander. Qiao Feng and Shan Zheng frowned secretly, thinking: This man is so rude!

Shan Zheng ignored his angry shouts and said loudly, "Please invite Madam Ma out for a chat."

A small sedan chair emerged from behind the trees, carried by two strong men. They moved swiftly and placed it in the forest, lifting the curtain. A woman dressed entirely in white silk slowly stepped out of the sedan chair. The woman lowered her head, bowed gracefully to Qiao Feng, and said,

"The widow of the Ma family, Wen, greets the Chief."

Qiao Feng returned the greeting, saying, "Greetings, sister-in-law!"

Madam Ma said, "My late husband has unfortunately passed away. I am deeply grateful to the Chief and all the uncles and elders for taking care of the funeral arrangements."

Her voice was very clear and crisp, indicating she was quite young, but she kept her eyes fixed on the ground, so her face could not be seen.

Qiao Feng guessed that Madam Ma must have discovered a crucial clue about her husband's death, which was why she had come in person. However, she hadn't reported the Chief to the Chief first, but instead sought Elder Xu and the Iron-Faced Judge to make the decision regarding matters within the gang. There was something fishy about this. He turned to look at Elder Bai Shijing, the Enforcement Elder. Bai Shijing was also looking at him. Both of their gazes were filled with strange expressions.

Qiao Feng first received the guest, then discussed matters within the gang. He said to Shan Zheng,

"Senior Shan, are you acquainted with the Tan couple from Chongxiao Cave in Taihang Mountain?" Shan Zheng clasped his hands in greeting.

"I have long admired the esteemed reputation of the Tan couple. It is an honor

to meet you," Qiao Feng said. "Old Master Tan, please introduce me to this senior, so as not to be impolite." Before Old

Master Tan could answer, the man on the donkey interrupted, "My surname is Shuang, my given name is Wai, and my nickname is 'Iron-Butt Judge'."

Even the usually composed Iron-Faced Judge Shan Zheng couldn't help but feel a surge of anger at this point. He thought, "My surname is Shan, and yours is Shuang. I have a name, and you have Wai. Isn't this directed at me?" Just as he was about to explode, Granny Tan said, "Old Master Shan, don't listen to Zhao Qiansun's nonsense. This man is crazy. Don't take him seriously." "Yes."

Elder Xu coughed and said, "Brother Shan and his son from Mount Tai, the Tan couple from Mount Taihang, and this gentleman, your presence today is an honor to our entire gang. Madam Ma, please begin your story."

Madam Ma, who had been standing to the side with her hands at her sides and her back to the crowd, turned around slowly upon hearing Elder Xu's words and said in a low voice, "My late husband has unfortunately passed away. I can only lament my bitter fate, and I am even more saddened that he left no son or daughter to continue the Ma family line..."

Although she spoke very softly, her voice was clear and melodious, each word reaching everyone's ears. As she spoke, her voice trembled slightly, and

she sobbed softly. Countless heroes in the medical community felt a pang of sorrow. The same weeping made Zhao Qiansun laugh, A Zhu amaze, but Madam Ma's sorrow was heartbreaking. Wu Long looked closely and saw her delicate, pretty, and petite appearance, and his heart stirred. Seeing her panicked state, her eyes filled with helplessness, one couldn't help but feel an urge to protect her. Wu Long, thinking of her venomous heart, shuddered, thinking to himself: "Kang Min is a real actress, no less so than me." However, another wicked feeling began to grow within him: "If I could have her beneath me, what an intoxicating pleasure that would be!" Thinking this, Wu Long felt a surge of desire rising in his lower body. He took several deep breaths to calm himself, but the wicked feeling grew stronger.

She continued, "After burying my late husband, I was examining his belongings. In the place where he kept his boxing manuals, I found a letter sealed with sealing wax. The envelope read:

'If I die a natural death, this letter shall be burned immediately. Anyone who opens it will be considered to have desecrated my remains, causing me unrest in the afterlife. If I die a violent death, this letter shall be immediately handed over to all the elders of this gang for joint reading. This matter is of utmost importance and must not be neglected.'" "

Madam Ma said this, and the apricot grove fell silent; you could hear a pin drop. She paused, then continued,

"Seeing how solemnly my late husband wrote it, I knew it was of great importance. I immediately went to see the gang leader to present this will, but fortunately, the gang leader, along with the elders, came to Jiangnan to avenge my late husband. Thanks to that, I didn't get to see the letter."

Hearing the unusual tone in her voice, using both "fortunately" and "thankfully," everyone involuntarily glanced at Qiao Feng.

From the events of the evening, Qiao Feng had already sensed a very serious plot against him. Although Quan Guanqing and the Fourth Elder's rebellion had been quelled, the matter was clearly not over. Hearing Madam Ma's words, he felt relieved, his expression calm. He thought to himself, "Whatever schemes you have, go ahead and use them. I, Qiao, have never done anything wrong in my life. What harm or false accusations could I possibly have?" "

Madam Ma continued, "I know this letter involves important matters of the Beggars' Sect. Since the Sect Leader and the elders are not in Luoyang, I fear I might miss the opportunity, so I immediately went to Zhengzhou to see Elder Xu, present the letter, and ask him to make a decision. Please inform everyone of the subsequent events, Elder Xu."

Elder Xu coughed a few times and said, "This matter is complicated by grudges and grievances; my wife is truly in a difficult position." His voice was hoarse, carrying a sense of desolation. He slowly untied a burlap bundle from his back, opened it, took out an oilcloth document bag, and then pulled out a letter, saying,

"This is Ma Dayuan's last letter. Dayuan's great-grandfather, grandfather, and father were all members of the Beggars' Sect for generations, either elders or eight-bag disciples. I watched Dayuan grow up from childhood, and I recognize his handwriting very clearly. The words on this envelope are indeed written by Dayuan. When Madam Ma handed the letter to me, the sealing wax was still intact, untouched." I was also worried about making a mistake, so I opened the letter before meeting with the elders. Brother Shan, the Iron-Faced Judge of Taihang Mountain, was also present when I opened it, which serves as proof.”

Shan Zheng said, “Indeed, I was a guest at Elder Xu’s residence in Zhengzhou at the time and personally witnessed him opening this letter.”

Elder Xu opened the envelope, pulled out a piece of paper, and said, “When I saw this letter, I was slightly surprised to see that the handwriting was strong and vigorous, not written by Da Yuan. I was even more puzzled to see the address ‘Brother Sword Beard.’ As everyone knows, ‘Sword Beard’ was the pseudonym of our former leader, Wang. Only someone close to him would address him that way. And since Leader Wang has been dead for a long time, why would someone write to him? I didn’t look at the words on the paper; I looked at the signature at the end, and I was even more astonished. I couldn’t help but exclaim, ‘So it’s him!’” "Brother Shan, his curiosity piqued, peeked over and exclaimed in surprise, 'Huh! It's him!'"

Shan Zheng nodded, indicating that he had indeed said that.

Zhao Qiansun interjected, "Brother Shan, that's where you went wrong. This is a confidential letter from the Beggars' Sect. You're not even a first or second-class disciple; you're not even a lowly beggar. How could you possibly spy on someone else's private affairs?"

Despite his seemingly eccentric behavior, his words were quite reasonable. Shan Zheng's face flushed slightly as he said, "I only glanced at the signature at the end of the letter; I didn't read the text."

Zhao Qiansun said, "Stealing a thousand taels of gold makes you a thief, but stealing a single coin is still stealing. It's just a matter of how much money is involved and how big or small the thief is. A big thief is a thief, and a petty thief is also a thief. Peeking at someone else's letter makes you no gentleman, and if you're no gentleman, you're a villain. And if you're a villain, you're a despicable scoundrel, and you deserve to die!" Dan

Zheng waved to his five sons, signaling them not to act rashly and to let him spout nonsense. He was still annoyed, but also quite surprised: "This person always

finds fault with me the moment we meet. Could it be some old grudge? There aren't many in the martial world who don't take the Dan family of Mount Tai seriously. Who is this person? I can't remember him at all!"

Everyone hoped Elder Xu would reveal the name of the person who signed the letter, wanting to know who this person was and why they and Dan Zheng were so surprised. However, Zhao Qiansun kept pestering them, causing a ruckus, and many glared at him angrily. Suddenly, Granny Tan said, "What are you looking at? My senior brother's words are absolutely correct."

Hearing Granny Tan's support, Zhao Qiansun was overjoyed and said,

"Look, even Xiao Juan says so, so how could she be wrong? Xiao Juan's words and actions are never wrong."

Suddenly, a voice identical to his said, "Yes, Xiao Juan's words and actions are never wrong. She

married Tan Gong, not you, and she made the right choice." The speaker was none other than A Zhu. She was furious that Zhao Qiansun had slandered Murong Gongzi, so she kept opposing him. Upon

hearing this, Zhao Qiansun couldn't help but laugh and cry. A Zhu was using his own weapon against him, employing the Murong family's signature tactic: "An eye for an eye."

At that moment, two grateful, kind eyes shot towards A'Zhu from the left and right, one from Master Tan and the other from Shan Zheng.

In that instant, a figure flashed, and Granny Tan was already in front of A'Zhu, raising her hand to slap her right cheek, shouting, "Whether I married the wrong person or not is none of your business, you brat!" The attack was incredibly fast; A'Zhu tried to dodge, but it was too late, and no one else could help. With just a soft slap, five bluish-purple finger marks appeared on A'Zhu's fair and delicate cheek.

Zhao Qiansun laughed and said, "Let me teach you a lesson, you brat! Who taught you to be so talkative!"

But their hopes were dashed.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Azhu, easily blocking Tan Po's way. He grabbed her hand and casually tossed her aside. Tan Po flew dozens of meters into the air, scaring her so much that she screamed. Zhao Qiansun and Tan Gong were both taken aback and rushed over, managing to catch Tan Po as she fell. However, the impact was too great, and all three of them fell into a heap.

Seeing that Wu Long had protected her, A Zhu was grateful, and her eyes immediately filled with tenderness as she looked at him. Wang Yuyan also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself,

"He was just next to Chief Qiao, and he came over in an instant. This is simply the long-lost 'shifting position' technique of the martial arts world. And the way he easily threw Tan Po twenty feet into the air, such divine power can only be achieved by cultivating the Western Regions' divine skill 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Skill' to the tenth level, possessing the power of ten dragons and ten elephants."

Wu Long's simple move immediately

surprised everyone present. Although Wu Long did not want to stop this from happening, after all, he was not a firefighter. With his and Qiao Feng's martial arts, he could kill everyone, but he could not stop things from escalating. Moreover, he had made up his mind, and immediately shouted,

"The Beggars' Sect's affairs are my brothers' affairs, and I will not interfere. But if anyone dares to touch my woman, I will make him bleed on the spot!"

After saying that, his fingers began to glow, and the light grew brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire forest!

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After speaking, his fingers began to glow, the light growing brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire forest! The temperature in the surrounding air rose rapidly, the humid air evaporating white vapor under the high temperature. Then, the light transformed into a shooting star, a meter-long transparent flame meteor burning the air and boiling water vapor a hundred meters away.

With a sharp "whoosh!" tearing through the air, it shot forward. This sword energy was condensed by Wu Long using eighty percent of his true energy, and the power contained within was absolutely astonishing. When it shot out a hundred meters, it had expanded to an astonishing length of tens of meters. When the expansion reached an astonishing length of tens of meters, the momentum of the flame meteor that had impacted nearly a hundred meters finally weakened. At this moment, the true yang energy that made up the flame sword energy, no longer restrained by Wu Long, could no longer maintain its shape, and thus exploded and shattered with a loud bang.

Wu Long's eighty percent true energy was no joke. In the violent explosion, several large rocks a hundred meters away were instantly shattered into pieces, leaving them mangled beyond recognition. A shallow crater, over a meter deep and seven or eight meters in diameter, was blasted into the solid ground. Countless fragments of mud and rocks, carrying immense force, were flung everywhere by the surging shockwave, pelting nearby trees with a crackling sound. Several unfortunate people were even left with mangled flesh.

A

collective gasp rang out as everyone stared at Wu Long as if he were a ghost. Was this human power? Wang Yuyan's beautiful mouth gaped open in astonishment, her mind almost blank as she thought,

"This is... transforming qi into form! True qi is inherently formless and intangible, yet he can make it emit light, transforming it into innate qi, indestructible and powerful. This must be achieved by opening at least three of the seven meridians and eight extraordinary vessels. My cousin has probably barely stepped into the threshold of the innate realm, or perhaps he hasn't even reached that level yet. Is there really such a terrifying martial art in the world?"

Qiao Feng's Dragon-Capturing Skill had already shocked her, but Wu Long's move terrified her even more. Not to mention her cousin, even Uncle Murong probably couldn't do this. A'Zhu and A'Bi didn't have as much martial arts knowledge as Wang Yuyan. They were simply shocked by Wu Long's godlike attack, and filled with pride. Wu Long's domineering "my woman" move didn't specifically target anyone, but it seemed to encompass all three of them. A'Bi was naturally delighted, and A'Zhu was inexplicably excited, nervous, and joyful. Only Wang Yuyan was stunned by Wu Long's martial arts and didn't think too much about it.

Qiao Feng was also quite surprised, thinking,

"It seems my second brother didn't use his true strength when he fought me earlier. Putting aside everything else, his innate internal energy is truly unparalleled; I am far inferior to him."

Wu Long secretly regulated his breathing. The previous attack had consumed too much energy. The Meteor Sword Qi seemed incredibly powerful, but it wasn't very practical. It wasn't as effective as the Finger Flicking Divine Skill. He would have to modify it later. That attack had consumed too much energy even for someone with inexhaustible innate internal energy like him. Moreover, the launch time was a bit slow. For a true master, it wouldn't hit at all. If you can't hit someone, even if you have the destructive power of an atomic bomb, it's useless.

Tan Gong and Tan Po, who were originally furious and wanted revenge, gasped at this scene, looking at him in fear, not daring to say anything. For a moment, the scene was somewhat awkward. After a long silence, it was Madam Kang Min who showed the most courage. Although she didn't know much about martial arts, and despite her shock, she wouldn't abandon her carefully crafted plan. She said,

"I know this letter involves important matters of the gang. Since the gang leader and elders are not in Luoyang, I fear I might miss the opportunity. I will immediately go to Zhengzhou to see Elder Xu, present the letter, and ask him to make a decision. Please inform everyone of what happens next."

Elder Xu coughed a few times and said, "This matter is complicated by grudges and grievances, and I am truly in a difficult position!" His voice was hoarse and filled with a sense of desolation.

Elder Xu slowly untied a burlap bundle from his back, opened it, took out an oilcloth document bag, and then pulled out a letter from it, saying, "This is Ma Dayuan's last letter. Dayuan's great-grandfather, grandfather, and father were all members of the Beggars' Sect for generations, either elders or eight-bag disciples! I watched Dayuan grow up from childhood, and I recognize his handwriting very clearly. The words on this envelope are indeed written by Dayuan. When Madam Ma handed the letter to me, the sealing wax was still intact, and no one had touched it. I was also worried about delaying important matters, so I opened it immediately without waiting to meet with the elders. When I opened the letter, Brother Shan, the Iron-Faced Judge of Taihang Mountain, was also present, which can serve as proof." Quan Guanqing, who had not had a chance to speak until now, immediately said, "I believe Elder Xu would never do such a despicable thing." "It's a matter!"

Qiao Feng glanced at Quan Guanqing, cupped his hands to Elder Xu, and said, "I, Qiao, also believe Elder Xu!"

Elder Xu sighed, opened the envelope, pulled out a piece of paper, and said, "When I saw this letter, I was slightly surprised to see that the handwriting was strong and vigorous, not written by Da Yuan. I was even more surprised to see that the recipient was addressed to 'Brother Sword Beard.' As everyone knows, 'Sword Beard' was the nickname of our former leader, Wang. Only someone who was close to him would address him like that. And since Leader Wang has been dead for a long time, why would someone write to him? I didn't look at what was written on the paper; I looked at the signatory at the end of the letter, and what I saw made me even more astonished!"

Everyone hoped that Elder Xu would reveal the name of the signatory at the end of the letter, wanting to know who this person was and why he was so surprised!

Elder Xu said in a low voice, “Brothers, I cannot reveal who wrote this letter at this moment. I have been a member of the Beggars' Clan for over seventy years, and for the last thirty years I have retired to the mountains, no longer venturing into the martial world, avoiding conflict and making enemies. I have little time left in this world, with neither children nor disciples, and I have no selfish motives whatsoever. I will say a few words; do you believe me or not?”

The beggars all replied, “Who would not believe Elder Xu’s words?”

Elder Xu turned to Qiao Feng and asked, “What does the Chief think?”

Qiao Feng replied, “I have always respected Elder Xu, as you know.”

Elder Xu said, "After reading this letter, I pondered it for a long time, but my doubts remained. Fearing there might be some mistake, I immediately handed it to Brother Shan for review. Brother Shan and the writer have always been on good terms, and he recognizes the handwriting. This matter is of great importance, and I need Brother Shan to verify the authenticity of this letter… Alas, it's a pity Brother Shan is gone!"

He paused, then continued, "I've lived a few more years and am extremely meticulous in my work. Moreover, this matter concerns the rise and fall of our sect, and the reputation and life of a hero. How can I act rashly?"

Hearing him say this, everyone involuntarily looked at Qiao Feng, knowing that the "hero" he was referring to was Qiao Feng. However, no one dared to meet his gaze; as soon as he turned his head, they immediately lowered their eyes.

Elder Xu continued, "I learned that the Tan couple from Taihang Mountain had a close relationship with the person who wrote the letter, so I went to Chongxiao Cave to consult them. Mr. and Mrs. Tan explained the whole story to me in detail. Alas, I really couldn't bear to tell you the whole story. It's pitiful, regrettable, and lamentable!"

Only then did everyone understand that Elder Xu had invited the Tan couple and Shan Zheng and others to the Beggars' Sect to testify.

Elder Xu continued, "Granny Tan said that she has a senior brother who witnessed this matter firsthand. If you ask him to tell you in person, you'll know the truth. This senior brother is Mr. Zhao Qiansun. This gentleman's temperament is slightly different from others, and he won't come unless you ask him. Fortunately, Granny Tan has a lot of influence. She sent a letter, and this gentleman came as soon as he was summoned..."

Tan Gong suddenly became angry and said to Granny Tan, "What? Did you go and call him? Why didn't you tell me beforehand? Why did you keep it from me?"

Granny Tan angrily said, "What do you mean by keeping it from you? I wrote a letter and asked Elder Xu to send someone to deliver it. It was an open and aboveboard matter. It's just that you're jealous, and I was afraid you'd nag and fuss, so I preferred not to tell you."

Tan Gong said, "Acting against your husband's wishes and not being a wife is unacceptable!"

Granny Tan didn't answer, but instead slapped her husband across the face with a "smack."

Tan Gong's martial arts skills were clearly far superior to Tan Po's, but when his wife struck him, he neither parried nor dodged, taking the blow without moving an inch. Then, he took out a small box from his bosom, dipped his hand in some ointment, and applied it to his face, instantly fading the bruises. One was quick to strike, the other quick to heal; in this way, both their anger dissipated.

The onlookers couldn't help but laugh.

Then Zhao Qiansun sighed deeply, his voice filled with sorrow and resentment, saying, "So that's how it is! So that's how it is! Alas, if only I had known this earlier! Taking a few blows from her wouldn't have been so difficult!" His voice was filled with regret. Suddenly, from the apricot grove, an aged voice said, "Amitabha! If you wish to settle the old grudges, count this old monk!"

Everyone turned around and saw an old monk in a gray robe emerge from behind the apricot tree. He had a square face, large ears, and a dignified appearance.

Elder Xu exclaimed, "Master Zhiguang of Tiantai Mountain has arrived! More than thirty years have passed, yet you remain as vigorous as ever!"

The name of Monk Zhiguang was not well-known in the martial arts world, and the younger generation of the Beggars' Sect did not know his origins. However, Qiao Feng, the Sixth Elder, and others all stood up in respect, knowing that he had once made a great vow, crossing oceans to distant wildernesses to collect bark from exotic trees and cure countless people in Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong who had been afflicted by miasma. He had fallen seriously ill twice as a result, losing all his martial arts skills, but his benevolence towards the people was truly immense. Everyone immediately approached and bowed.

Elder Xu said, "Master Zhiguang's virtue and benevolence are vast and boundless; no one does not respect him!" " But for the past ten years or so, I have long since ceased to concern myself with the affairs of the martial world. Today, your esteemed presence is truly a blessing for the Beggars' Sect! I am deeply grateful!"

Zhi Guang said, "Elder Xu of the Beggars' Sect and Judge Shan of Taihang Mountain jointly sent a letter of invitation, how could this old monk dare not come? Tiantai Mountain is not far from Wuxi, and the two also said in their letter that this matter concerns the fate

of all people, so I should naturally obey the invitation!" Qiao Feng thought to himself: So you were also invited by Elder Xu and Judge Shan! However, I have long heard that Master Zhi Guang is highly respected, so I suppose he would not participate in the conspiracy to frame me. His arrival is truly a good thing!

At this moment, Zhao Qiansun suddenly said, "The great battle in front of the Chaotic Stone Valley outside Yanmen Pass, Monk Zhi Guang was also involved, you tell us!" After saying that, he started digging a pit on the side, muttering, "Xiao Juan, although your senior brother cannot share a bed with you in life, we can share a grave after death!" "It turns out Zhao Qiansun already harbored thoughts of death.

Zhiguang glanced at Zhao Qiansun and said, 'Alright, there's no need to hide the mistakes I made in the past. Just tell the truth!'

Zhao Qiansun, while digging the pit, said, 'We did it for the country and the people, we can't say we made mistakes!'

Zhiguang shook his head and said, 'If you made a mistake, you made a mistake. Why deceive yourself?' Turning to the crowd, he said, 'Thirty years ago, the heroes of the Central Plains received news that a large number of warriors from the Khitan Kingdom were going to attack Shaolin Temple, intending to seize the martial arts manuals that had been secretly kept in the temple for hundreds of years...' Then, Zhiguang recounted the events of thirty years ago, just as in the original story.

Qiao Feng had guessed most of what Zhiguang had said and asked in a trembling voice, 'Master Zhiguang, what... what is the surname of that farmer at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain?'

Zhiguang said, 'Since you've already guessed, I don't need to hide it. That farmer's surname is Qiao, and his name is Sanhuai!'" "

Qiao Feng shouted loudly, "No, no! You're talking nonsense, fabricating this gibberish to frame me. I am a Han Chinese, how could I be a Khitan barbarian? I...I...Sanhuai Gong is my own father, if you keep talking nonsense..." Suddenly, he spread his arms and rushed in front of Zhiguang, grabbing his chest with his left hand.

Elder Xu was shocked and hurriedly said, "Chief Qiao, Master Zhiguang is respected by everyone in the martial arts world, you must not harm his life!"

Qiao Feng's blood boiled, and he shouted loudly, "That's right, I also admire Master Zhiguang's character! But you...you...want to remove my position as chief, fine, I'll just hand it over, why fabricate these words to frame me? What...what bad thing have I done that you're so hard on me?" His voice was hoarse as he spoke the last few sentences, and everyone who heard it couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.

At this moment, Zhao Qiansun suddenly chuckled coldly and said, "How laughable, how laughable!" "Han people are not necessarily superior, and Khitan people are not necessarily worse than pigs and dogs! What kind of feeling is it to be a Khitan yet insist on pretending to be Han? Refusing to acknowledge even one's own parents, what kind of man or hero are you?"

Qiao Feng opened his eyes wide, staring fiercely at him, and asked, "You also say I am a Khitan?"

Zhao Qiansun said, "I don't know! But that day outside Yanmen Pass, the Khitan warrior's appearance and build were exactly like yours, brothers! That fight terrified me, Zhao Qiansun, to the point of losing my soul and my heart breaking. I will never forget that enemy's face, even a hundred years later. And I personally witnessed Master Zhiguang holding those two Khitan infants!"

Seeing Qiao Feng slowly put Master Zhiguang down, Elder Xu said at the opportune moment, "Thank you, Master Zhiguang, for recounting the past, making everyone feel as if they were there." "This letter..." He waved the letter in his hand and continued, "It's from that leading hero to Chief Wang. In the letter, he strongly advises Chief Wang not to pass the leadership of the gang to Chief Qiao! Chief Qiao, you might as well take a look yourself." As he spoke, he handed over the letter. Zhiguang,

who had been put down by Qiao Feng, said, "Let me see if it's really the original letter." He stepped forward, took the letter, read it once, and said, "That's right, it is indeed the leading hero's handwriting." "With a slight effort of his left hand, he tore off the signature at the end of the letter, put it in his mouth, curled it with his tongue,

and swallowed it. As Zhiguang tore the letter, he first took a few steps towards the fire, distancing himself from Qiao Feng, then brought the letter close to his eye. Perhaps due to insufficient light, he couldn't see clearly, and then tore it off and put it in his mouth. The letter was barely an inch from his lips. Qiao Feng never expected this highly respected old monk to use such a cunning trick. With a roar, he struck out with his left palm, hitting Zhiguang's pressure point mid-air, and immediately snatched the letter with his right hand, but he was too slow; the signature at the end of the letter had already been swallowed.

Qiao Feng struck again, releasing the pressure point, and angrily said, 'You... what are you doing?'"

Zhiguang smiled slightly and said, "Chief Qiao, now that you know your background, you must be determined to avenge the murder of your father and mother! Chief Wang is already dead, so that goes without saying. But I don't want you to know the name of this leader. I participated in the ambush of your father and mother back then, and I am willing to bear all the sins myself. Kill me or torture me, go ahead and do it!"

Zhao Qiansun said:

"I don't know. But that day outside Yanmen Pass, the Khitan warrior's appearance and build were exactly like yours. That fight terrified me, Zhao Qiansun, to the point of utter panic. I will never forget that opponent's face, even a hundred years from now. I also personally witnessed Master Zhiguang holding that Khitan infant. I, Zhao Qiansun, am a walking corpse. Apart from Xiao Juan, I have no one and nothing to care about in this world. Whether you become the leader of the Beggars' Sect or not is none of my business. Why would I frame you? What good would it do me to admit that I participated in the murder of your parents? Chief Qiao, my martial arts are far inferior to yours. If I didn't want to live, wouldn't I at least be able to commit suicide?"

Qiao Feng gently put Master Zhiguang down, lowered his head in thought. In his life, he had always escaped danger and never suffered any major losses, while many opportunities had often come to him without his asking. He had always thought himself blessed with good fortune and a lucky life, but now, hearing Zhiguang's words, he wondered if he was truly being secretly supported by some powerful figure without his knowledge. A sense of bewilderment washed over him:

"If Zhiguang's method is true, then I am a Khitan, not a Han. Chief Wang is not my mentor, but my father's killer. The hero who secretly helped me wasn't truly helping me out of kindness, but merely seeking redemption out of guilt. No! No! The Khitans are cruel and tyrannical, the mortal enemies of the Han people. How can I become a Khitan?"

At that moment, a hand patted his shoulder. Qiao Feng looked up and saw it was Wu Long. Wu Long didn't speak, but his eyes conveyed his thoughts: regardless of whether Qiao Feng was a Khitan or a Han, he was still his elder brother. After a moment of contemplation, Qiao Feng finally made his decision.

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Qiao Feng took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd, and said,

"The green hills remain unchanged, the green waters flow forever. My good brothers, since there are so many doubts about my identity, then I will relinquish my position as gang leader. Farewell. Whether I am Han or Khitan, I will never harm a Han person in my lifetime."

After saying this, Qiao Feng threw the Dog-Beating Stick. Elder Xu reached out to catch it, and as soon as his right hand grasped the bamboo stick, he suddenly felt a shock from his palm to his arm, and from his arm to his whole body, as if struck by lightning. He hurriedly let go, but the bamboo stick, still carrying the force of the throw, stuck straight into the mud. The beggars exclaimed in unison, looking at this important weapon of their gang, "seeing the stick is like seeing the gang leader," their hearts filled with countless thoughts.

As the sun rose, rays of golden light filtered through the leaves of the apricot trees, illuminating the "Dog-Beating Stick" with its glossy green sheen.

"Chief, no!"

"Chief, the Beggars' Sect can't do without you!

" "Who cares if they're Khitan or Han? No one but you is qualified to be the Beggars' Sect Chief!"

"..."

Just as the crowd of beggars was in turmoil, a clear, melodious female voice suddenly rang out:

"Uncles and elders, please hear me out! My late husband has tragically passed away, and it's difficult to say for sure who committed this heinous act. But my late husband was honest and reliable, not given to words, and had no enemies in the martial world. I truly cannot fathom why anyone would want to take his life. However, as the saying goes, 'Hidden treasures invite thieves.' Could it be that my late husband possessed something important that someone coveted? Or perhaps they feared he would leak secrets and ruin their plans, and thus wanted to silence him?" The speaker was Kang Min, the widow of Ma Dayuan. The meaning of these words was crystal clear: they pointed directly to Qiao Feng as the murderer of Ma Dayuan, and his motive was to cover up evidence that he was a Khitan.

Qiao Feng slowly turned his head, looking at the woman dressed entirely in white, delicate, pretty, and petite, and said,

"You suspect that I killed Vice Chief Ma?"

Kang Min, who had been facing away with her back to the ground, suddenly raised her head and looked at Qiao Feng. Her eyes were bright as jewels, sparkling in the darkness. Qiao Feng was slightly startled as she said,

"I am an ignorant and uneducated woman. It is already wrong of me to show my face in public. How dare I falsely accuse someone? It is only because my late husband died unjustly that I beg you uncles and elders to remember our past friendship, investigate the truth, and avenge my late husband!" As she spoke, she gracefully knelt down and kowtowed to Qiao Feng. She didn't say a single word that Qiao Feng was the murderer, but every word pointed to him.

Seeing her kneeling before him, Qiao Feng was furious but couldn't retaliate, so he knelt down in return, saying, "Sister-in-law, please rise!"

Suddenly pulling Qiao Feng up, Wu Long said menacingly, "My elder brother has already relinquished his position as leader of the Beggars' Sect. Are you still not going to let him go? Let me tell you, I know all about your shady dealings. If you continue to cause trouble, don't blame me for revealing everything right now and ruining your reputation!"

Originally, Wu Long had thought Kang Min, though hateful, also had some pitiable aspects, but now, filled with rage, he was no longer willing to let her off the hook.

Before Kang Min could reply, a young girl's voice suddenly came from the left side of the apricot grove: "Madam Ma, I have a question in my mind. May I ask you a question?" Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw a girl in a light red dress—it was A'Zhu.

Kang Min was naturally pleased that someone had changed the subject and asked, "What questions does the young lady have to ask me?"

A'Zhu replied, "I dare not ask! I heard from Madam that Senior Ma's will was sealed tightly with sealing wax, and when Elder Xu opened it, the wax seal was still intact. So, before Elder Xu opened it, no one else had seen the contents of the letter?"

Kang Min nodded and said, "That's right!"

A'Zhu said, "Then, apart from Senior Ma, no one else knew about the letter from that leading hero and Chief Wang's will. It's impossible to say that he concealed it, encouraged theft, or killed someone to cover it up!"

Everyone who heard this felt that her words made a lot of sense.

Kang Min said, "Who are you, young lady? Why are you interfering in the important affairs of my gang?"

A'Zhu replied, "How dare I, a mere woman, interfere in the important affairs of your gang? But you are trying to frame our young master, and I must defend him with reason!"

Kang Min then asked, "Who is your young master? Is it Master Qiao?"

A'Zhu shook her head and smiled, saying, "No, my young master is Young Master Murong!"

Wu Long naturally knew that A'Zhu wanted to help Qiao Feng clear his name from Kang Min's accusations, but he also knew how malicious Kang Min's intentions were.

But before Wu Long could speak, Kang Min's tone changed, and she said, "That young lady's suspicions are quite valid. At first, I had the same thought. But the night before I received the news of my late husband's death, someone suddenly broke into my house to steal."

All the beggars were shocked. Immediately, someone asked, "Theft? What was stolen? Was anyone hurt?"

Kang Min replied, "No one was hurt. The thief used cheap incense, which knocked me and my two maids unconscious. He ransacked the place and stole about ten taels of silver. The next day, I received the devastating news of my late husband's tragic death. How could I possibly care about the theft? Fortunately, my late husband's family hid this will in a very secret place, preventing the thief from finding and destroying it!"

These words were crystal clear, implying that Qiao Feng himself or someone sent to steal the book from Ma Dayuan's house. Since he went to steal the book, he must have known its contents beforehand, making the murder to silence him obvious. As for how he knew the contents of the will, it was perhaps unintentionally leaked by the leading hero, Chief Wang, or Deputy Chief Ma, which wouldn't be surprising.

Wu Long couldn't help but snort coldly, finally speaking, "Did you also find a fan that the thief deliberately left behind? If I'm not mistaken, that fan should belong to my elder brother!"

Kang Min was shocked upon hearing this. Only a handful of people knew about the "fan," and among them, there was no way Wu Long was one of them. Yet, he seemed to know about it and was completely familiar with the whole affair. This forced Kang Min to reconsider whether to proceed with the original plan.

After pondering for a long time, Kang Min finally gritted her teeth and pulled a folding fan from the bag on her back!

However, after Wu Long's words, the effect of this folding fan was not as Kang Min had hoped. Instead, it greatly surprised everyone present with Wu Long's precognitive abilities, and many astute individuals began to doubt Kang Min's previous words.

Seeing that Kang Min finally took out her folding fan, Wu Long was already furious. Without saying a word, he leaped in front of Quan Guanqing and kicked him towards Kang Min. He then did the same to Elder Bai Shijing.

Although the beggars were very dissatisfied with Wu Long's actions, considering his ghostly movements and the astonishing strength he had previously displayed, not a single Beggar Clan disciple dared to rebuke him. As for Qiao Feng and the others, they believed that Wu Long's actions were not without reason, so they remained silent.

"This gentleman is indeed highly skilled in martial arts, but to treat the Elder Bai and Elder Quan in such a way in front of all the Beggar Clan brothers, are you implying that our Beggar Clan has no capable people besides Qiao Feng!"

Kang Min showed no panic on her face, and in just a few words, she labeled Wu Long as the public enemy of the Beggar Clan. Wu Long coldly said,

"Don't try to pin this on me. You know why I brought them both to your side!"

He then suddenly raised his voice, saying, "Quan Guanqing was instructed by you to instigate the rebellion of the four elders, trying to oust my brother from his position as gang leader. And Bai Shijing was having an affair with you. After your cuckolded husband, Ma Dayuan, caught them in the act, Bai Shijing used the 'Throat-Locking Grappling Hand,' a technique he learned from Ma Dayuan, to kill him. Since many people in the martial world have recently died from 'an eye for an eye,' you simply claimed that Ma Dayuan was killed by Murong Fu! What do you say, Kang Min? Did I say anything wrong?!"

Hearing Wu Long's words, the entire audience erupted in uproar. However, apart from Qiao Feng and a few others, few were willing to believe him, as Bai Shijing's character was generally considered quite good. Moreover, Wu Long had just admitted to being a Khitan. These Beggars' Sect disciples had an innate hatred for Khitans, and it was already quite remarkable that they hadn't driven him away on the spot.

Kang Min's heart was in turmoil, but she showed no outward sign. She simply said calmly, "Master Qiao, are you implying that I had an affair with Elder Bai first, then conspired with Elder Bai to murder my husband, and framed Young Master Murong? And to cover up the truth, you even spread rumors that Chief Qiao is a Khitan!"

"You don't need to play these word games with me! My elder brother is indeed a Khitan, and you did indeed have an affair and murder your husband!" Although Kang Min was cunning and somewhat quick-witted, her methods were utterly insignificant and wouldn't be easily fooled by Wu Long.

After a moment of silence, Kang Min finally found a weakness in Wu Long's defenses and said confidently, "As the saying goes, 'Catch the thief with the stolen goods, catch the adulterer in the act!' Master Qiao, do you have any evidence to support your accusations against me?"

This question truly stumped Wu Long. Even if he knew the plot well, he couldn't possibly find evidence of Kang Min's adultery with Bai Shijing and her plot to murder Ma Dayuan without preparation. Wu Long sneered,

"Madam Ma, tell me, are mooncakes tastier when they're savory or sweet?"

Kang Min's face changed drastically. This was her conversation with Bai Shijing about their adultery. How did he know? Thinking of his terrifying power just now, could it be… could he really be a ghost or a god?!

"You… what nonsense are you spouting… let me go!!"

Wu Long was too lazy to waste words with her. Showing no mercy, he slapped Kang Min so hard she dared not cry out again, then dragged her by the hands towards Qiao Feng. Half of her body scraped against the uneven ground, her clothes torn, with traces of blood still visible. Poor thing, she had never suffered such torment before; she cried incessantly, a heartbreaking sight. Seeing his ruthlessness, the Beggars' Sect members cried out,

"Boy, what are you doing? Release Madam Ma!"

"You villain, release her!"

Wu Long sneered, his palm swirling and then exploding outwards with a powerful roar, sweeping through like a whirlwind, sending everyone who approaching flying several meters away.

"Hmph! I, Wu Long, am right here. Anyone who dares to challenge me, come on up—!"

A final, deep, wild roar erupted from his throat, piercing the sky like an arrow, then spreading out like a raging torrent. The wild, powerful roar echoed between the mountains and valleys, like a thunderclap, rolling and spreading, sweeping across the entire world, shaking the air, shaking the forests, clearly audible for dozens of miles; the ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble imperceptibly as if startled; the surrounding trees shook violently, the dust that had accumulated on them falling like rain.

This roar was none other than the Lion's Roar of Shaolin, unleashed by Wu Long. Instantly, all the Beggars' Sect disciples fell to the ground, their faces deathly pale. Wu Long tossed Kang Min aside beside Qiao Feng, saying,

"Brother, you can handle this wicked woman."

Qiao Feng was puzzled by Wu Long's actions and asked,

"Second Brother, although I'm no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect, why are you treating such a weak woman like my sister-in-law like this?"

Wu Long replied,

"Brother! Do you know that everything that happened today was instigated by this vicious woman? She's the mastermind behind it all."

Qiao Feng exclaimed in surprise,

"Second Brother, what do you mean?"

Kang Min cried out, "Uncle, save me! Don't listen to his nonsense!"

Wu Long coldly smiled and said...

"Still talking tough even when you're about to die? If you don't tell me today, I'll sever your tendons, cut you all over, and pour honey water into your wounds to attract ants to bite you, making you suffer for days and nights, wishing you were dead. Of course, I'll take special care of your pretty face."

With each sentence, Kang Min felt a chill creep into her heart. She instinctively knew he would do what he said. The thought of her body covered in ants made her tremble. A'Zhu and A'Bi also gasped, clearly terrified. Wu Long turned and gave them a gentle smile, then looked coldly at Kang Min again. Kang Min saw that Wu Long alone had deterred hundreds of Beggar Clan members from approaching, and her heart sank. She never imagined there would be someone like Wu Long, so unpredictable and with such terrifying martial arts skills. What frightened her most was his apparent foresight.

Seeing Wu Long's serious expression, which didn't seem like a joke, Qiao Feng, somewhat doubtful, asked,

"Sister-in-law, did you really kill Chief Ma? Did you arrange everything today? Why? I've never been disrespectful to you." Kang Min knew she couldn't escape today, and her eyes flashed with murderous intent as she said hatefully, "Do you have to ask?"

Qiao Feng replied, "Yes, I have to ask."

Kang Min spat and said, "I've fallen to this state today all because of you! You arrogant, conceited beast who doesn't respect anyone! You pig-and-dog Khitan barbarian, may you fall into the eighteenth level of hell after you die, to be tormented by evil spirits every day. You even poured honey water on my wounds, why didn't you dare? You bastard, you son of a bitch..." Her curses grew increasingly vicious, clearly filled with pent-up resentment that she had to unleash. Towards the end, her curses were nothing but vulgar, obscene, and utterly incomprehensible language.

A'Zhu, A'Bi, and the other two women, who had initially felt sorry for her and somewhat blamed Wu Long for his cruelty towards women, found it utterly unbelievable after hearing her vicious insults. Qiao Feng had grown up among beggars and was used to all sorts of vulgar language. When he was drunk and in high spirits, he often joined in with the others, swearing and cursing. But seeing Kang Min, who was usually so refined and elegant, curse so viciously was a complete surprise to him. Many of the obscene words were ones he had never heard before. He remained silent until she had finished her tirade. He noticed that her face, which had been pale, was now flushed red after this excited outburst, and her eyes shone with joy. After cursing for a while, her voice gradually lowered, and she finally said,

"Qiao Feng, you dog of a scoundrel! You've ruined my life! Just wait and see what happens to you!"

Qiao Feng calmly replied,

"Are you done cursing? This is our first meeting, and I really can't understand why you harbor so much resentment towards me."

Kang Min said bitterly,

"Ha, you said that this is our first meeting outside Wuxi City, and that's all it was about! That's right, it's all because of that one sentence! You arrogant, self-important bastard who thinks he's the best in the world, you son of a bitch!"

Her string of curses continued for quite a while.

Qiao Feng let her rant until she was hoarse before asking, "Have you had enough?" Kang Min said resentfully, "I'll never be done! You...you arrogant fool, even if you were the emperor, it wouldn't make you anything special." Qiao Feng said,

"That's right, even if you were the emperor, what would make you special? I've never considered myself invincible. It's my second brother's martial arts that deserve that title."

Kang Min shuddered at the thought of Wu Long's terrifying power, but still couldn't hold back her words:

"You said today was our first meeting? Humph, didn't you see me at the Hundred Flowers Festival in Luoyang?"

Qiao Feng was taken aback. The Hundred Flowers Festival in Luoyang was two years ago. He had gone to the festival with his Beggar Clan brothers, playing drinking games and having a great time, but he couldn't recall ever seeing her there. He said, "Brother Ma did go that time, but he didn't bring you to see me."

Kang Min cursed:

"Who do you think you are? You're nothing but the leader of a bunch of beggars. What makes you so arrogant? At the Hundred Flowers Gathering that day, I stood there by the yellow peony, and every hero and hero in the gathering gave me a second glance. If you really didn't see me, that's fine, I won't blame you. But you clearly saw me, yet you pretended not to. Your eyes swept over my face without lingering for even a moment, as if I were no different from any other ordinary woman. Hypocrite, shameless scoundrel."

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