Free Web NovelChapter 166: Chapter 149: Mochizuki’s Waist Token, Bountiful Harvest
Wangyue Xiner was dead.
His severed head lay on the ground, eyes wide open and face contorted, as if he refused to accept such an end.
Wu Liangchen paid it no mind. After sheathing his blade, he began to search the corpse.
On Wangyue Xiner, he first found a bag full of silver coins and a pouch of medicinal powder. There were several strange characters written on the pouch.
Wu Liangchen knew they were likely words from the East Sea nation, so he put it away for now. He would find someone who could read the East Sea script later to ask.
Besides that, there was a small, exquisitely made shovel and a waist token.
The shovel’s design was quite clever and suited Wangyue Xiner’s height. It was clearly the tool he used to move underground and set up ambushes.
As for the waist token, it was also inscribed with East Sea script. Wu Liangchen simply took everything.
On Wangyue Xinyi, however, there was nothing besides that strangely shaped short blade.
He did, however, find a coin purse on Ni Jingtian containing a few silver coins and some coppers.
In addition to that, he also found a large, full box of pills on Ni Jingtian. The four words on the box—Nine-Whip Erection Pills—left Wu Liangchen not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
’This old bastard really has a young heart in an old body. A Martial Artist’s physique, yet he still uses such potent medicine. One can only imagine how debauched his daily life was.’
Wu Liangchen didn’t hold back, pocketing everything before saying to the two women, "Let’s go. Back to Flower Square first."
"Aren’t you going to do something about these bodies?" Yang Lian’Er asked.
"No need. We didn’t kill Ni Jingtian, and as for these two..." Wu Liangchen sneered.
"Leaving their bodies here will serve as a good warning to anyone else with ill intentions."
Afterward, Wu Liangchen escorted the two women back to Flower Square but didn’t disturb Third Brother Xie. He simply told Yan Feng to notify the brothers to stay sharp tonight and prevent anyone from causing trouble.
Hearing this, Yan Feng’s spirits immediately lifted.
"Don’t worry, Brother Wu. If anyone dares to cause trouble at our Flower Square, we’ll make sure they never leave."
Wu Liangchen nodded, then leaped onto a rooftop. After a few bounds, he vanished from sight.
Yan Feng watched the direction of Wu Liangchen’s departure with a face full of admiration. He then took a deep breath and turned to notify the young men.
Soon, many more patrolling figures appeared on the main street of Flower Square.
Meanwhile, Wu Liangchen was racing across the skies of Huangpu Guard City at extreme speed.
He had already found out the location of the Yu Xiang Inn beforehand, so it only took him a moment to arrive.
At this moment, the entire inn was dark. The guests were almost all asleep; only the night watchman’s room by the entrance still showed a faint light.
Without alerting anyone, Wu Liangchen silently approached the inn’s front desk. He found the guest ledger, located the room where Wangyue Xinyi and his companion were staying, and then crept over.
A moment later, Wu Liangchen reached the corridor outside the room. Snores rose and fell from the other rooms, with some people talking in their sleep. Only the room he was looking for was unnaturally quiet, as if it were unoccupied.
But this facade could only fool an ordinary person; to Wu Liangchen, it was a joke.
To his ears, the deliberately suppressed breathing inside the room couldn’t have been more obvious.
Wu Liangchen smiled silently. He then walked openly to the door but didn’t knock, simply standing there quietly.
After a moment, the breathing inside the room clearly became much more rapid.
Just then, Wu Liangchen gently placed a hand on the doorframe. With a slight exertion of force, the bolt inside was shattered by the vibration.
SWOOSH!
Before Wu Liangchen could even step inside, a poisoned Crossbow Arrow shot out from the room.
But Wu Liangchen simply tilted his head slightly to dodge the Crossbow Arrow, then strode into the room.
It was dark inside, but this was no challenge for Wu Liangchen. With a single punch, he sent the figure rushing at him with a dagger flying.
With a loud CRACK, a bed frame shattered. Wu Liangchen then slowly walked closer.
Mo Daoyuan lay among the splinters, watching the approaching Wu Liangchen with a face full of terror, his whole body trembling.
In truth, from the moment the footsteps had stopped abruptly outside his door, Mo Daoyuan knew that he had failed again.
His heart filled with regret and despair.
’Even the top assassins from the Moon Pavilion can’t kill this Wu Liangchen... Is he really that powerful?’
At that moment, Wu Liangchen looked down at the trembling Mo Daoyuan, who was shaking like a leaf in the wind, and said coolly, "Tell me, should I call you Advisor Mo, or should I follow the custom of the East Sea nation and call you Mo-san?"
Mo Daoyuan’s face was deathly pale. He was utterly speechless.
Wu Liangchen shook his head. "Actually, after you escaped last time, I was planning to just let it go. After all, it’s not worth the trouble of hunting down trash like you."
"But who would have thought you’d deliver yourself right to my doorstep? So tell me, shouldn’t I kill you?"
A foul, pungent smell suddenly emanated from Mo Daoyuan. Wu Liangchen frowned, and without any more pointless talk, he drew the short blade he had taken from Wangyue Xinyi and swung it down.
"The Moon Pavilion won’t let you...!" Knowing his death was imminent, Mo Daoyuan suddenly screamed with boundless, venomous hatred.
But his voice was cut short as his head rolled to the side.
"Moon Pavilion..." Wu Liangchen murmured the name Mo Daoyuan had shouted before he died, then smiled, figuring it must be the organization the two assassins belonged to.
However, Wu Liangchen didn’t pay it any mind and began to quickly search the room.
He didn’t find anything of value in the room.
On Mo Daoyuan’s body, however, the haul was quite good. Besides a coin purse, there was a hand-mounted crossbow strapped to his left arm.
This was what had fired the Crossbow Arrow at Wu Liangchen earlier. Its power wasn’t great—after all, limited by its size, it couldn’t possibly match the force of a bolt from a large crossbow.
But the greatest advantage of this kind of hand-mounted crossbow was its concealability.
Imagine a sudden point-blank shot to the face after getting close. Even a high-level Martial Artist would suffer if they weren’t on guard.
Wu Liangchen packed the item away with great satisfaction, then picked up the head from the floor and turned to leave the inn.
He did not return to Flower Square, but instead headed straight east.
Soon, he arrived at the encampment of the Black Banner Camp.
The place was brightly lit with torches. Armored soldiers formed small squads, patrolling every corner without leaving any blind spots. The security was incredibly tight.
But Wu Liangchen had no intention of going inside. He landed on a large tree outside the camp and gazed at the flagpole within.
The distance was at least two hundred paces by his estimation, and it was the middle of the night, so one could imagine the difficulty of hitting it.
But Wu Liangchen wasn’t just planning to hit it; he also wanted to deliver something to Zhang Pengcheng.
He took out a feathered arrow and, after getting ready, violently threw Mo Daoyuan’s head toward the distant flagpole. freēwēbnovel.com
Immediately after, he drew his bow, nocked the arrow, took a moment to aim, and then released the bowstring.
SWOOSH!
The feathered arrow shot straight through Mo Daoyuan’s head, pinning it firmly to the Black Banner Camp’s flagpole.
The sound of the arrow cutting through the air finally caught the attention of the Black Banner Camp’s soldiers.
"What’s going on?!"
"Enemy attack!"
Amid the shouts, Wu Liangchen gave a faint, cold smile and vanished into the darkness.
