Four Harmonies and Good Fortune

Chapter 689 No Way
Huang Qiong gripped the sharp weapon in his hand tightly; he had already clearly seen the current situation.

Setting the ship on fire was clearly an attempt to trap them on the island.

This was the intention of Yang Jun and his associates.

Seeing that the matter could no longer be suppressed, and knowing that the imperial court would not let it go, they came to seize the valuables. Fearing that they would be chased, they would leave them here to wait for the imperial court to come and deal with them.

Having meticulously planned every step, Huang Qiong's eyes were practically blazing with fury.

Gazing at the flames, Yang Jun finally came to his senses. The ship was burning; the people on the island would likely fight him to the death, for he had cut off their means of survival.

“Listen to me,” Yang Jun said, “I was also deceived by the demonic cult, and our ship may be gone too… Think about it, how could I let them burn the ship if I didn’t leave? I can’t just stay here and wait for the authorities to arrest me, can I?”

Huang Qiong frowned.

"We can't keep fighting like this, ending up with both sides exhausted and letting others benefit."

Yang Jun's words seemed to make some sense. The men on Huang Qiong's side looked at each other, hoping it was true, because many lives had already been lost in this fight, and who wouldn't want it to stop?
Seeing that his words had worked, Yang Jun continued, "From beginning to end, have you never seen anyone from the Demon Sect?"

"If you still don't believe me, let's go to the shore together and see who set the fire. Then we'll know for sure. I promise you, I'll help you seize the boat. At this critical moment, we must keep the boat in our own hands."

"We can't delay any longer!" Yang Jun dared not hide anything any longer. At this moment, he only hoped that Huang Qiong would believe him. "If we stay here, the demonic sect can do whatever it wants."

Huang Qiong became confused again. Yang Jun's anxious appearance did not seem like he was lying.

Furthermore, getting entangled here would indeed be more disadvantageous for them.

"Otherwise, let's go to the shore and see if it's not as Yang Jun said, then we can take action again."

As Huang Qiong listened to the words of those around him and was about to make a decision, several flaming arrows suddenly flashed across the horizon.

"Someone informed us."

These arrows were used to deliver messages and were particularly conspicuous at night.

Seeing this, Yang Jun was stunned, and his heart sank. All his efforts were about to be in vain.

Sure enough, under the torchlight, Huang Qiong's face became ferocious, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

“They tried every means to trick us into going to the shore because they had already set up an ambush there,” Huang Qiong said. “The demon cult didn’t show up because they were all waiting there.”

"That arrow was a signal, wasn't I right?"

Yang Jun immediately said, "Don't be fooled by them... I don't know anything about those arrows either."

Huang Qiong was clearly no longer patient with these words. He stretched out his hand and ordered everyone, "Since there is no way to retreat, let's deal with them first, and then go and deal with that demonic sect."

It doesn't matter that the ship was burned; the Demon Sect and Yang Jun still have ships. As long as they kill everyone and seize the large ship from them, they can leave with their people.

As Yang Jun watched Huang Qiong lead his men to attack again, he was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth. This Huang Qiong was a fool. He couldn't even see through such an obvious scheme and was still fighting with him here.

If this is truly a trap, why didn't he use the demonic sect as bait, instead of taking the risk himself?

The demonic cult's arson was clearly a deliberate scheme, and Huang Qiong should have realized it back then. If Huang Qiong had suggested joining forces with him then, they might not have turned on each other and could have dealt with the demonic cult together.

Yang Jun naturally couldn't admit that he was the one who was wrong from the beginning; he was the one who wanted to use the demon cult, but was instead outmaneuvered. So he led his men to the island.

Driven by an intense will to survive, Huang Qiong and his men charged forward like madmen. Yang Jun's men were already few in number, and having been on the run and on the move, they were no match for these people. In just a short while, more than a dozen of them were killed.

Yang Jun dared not continue and immediately shouted, "Retreat! Quickly... leave this place and run to the shore!" If the Demon Cult was really on the shore, he would lure Huang Qiong there, and perhaps there would still be a chance to turn the tide.

Yang Jun headed towards the shore. Huang Qiong was now certain that his guess was correct. His anger flared up, and he swung his arm again, easily killing another person. Even if he died today, he would take Yang Jun with him to his grave.

Yang Jun dared not linger for a moment and kept fleeing forward. Most of his guards had been killed or wounded in their attempts to stop Huang Qiong, and he watched helplessly as the number of people around him dwindled.

He began to regret it. If he had known this would happen, he would have given up the wealth and left with his men first. After escaping the pursuit, he could have slowly made a living at sea. Although it would have been tough, at least he could have saved his life.

It's all his fault for being too greedy. He thought that by using the demonic sect, he could quickly expand his power, obtain money and manpower, and make things easier in the future.

Unexpectedly, that bitch Xu Shu had other ideas.

It wasn't that he underestimated his opponent... but rather that in his mind, Xu Shu was a fool who had no ability to harm him.

Despite their constant fleeing and hiding, Huang Qiong and his companions were like a persistent leech, impossible to shake off.

When Yang Jun reached the shore, only the military officers he had brought with him remained by his side. Yang Jun had used up almost all his strength, and his body was covered in wounds. If the military officers hadn't been supporting him, he wouldn't have been able to move an inch.

There is a small boat.

The general discovered a wooden boat, which was probably hidden behind a huge rock. The members of the demon cult failed to see it and overlooked it.

Yang Jun almost cried with joy.

The two struggled to push the boat out, then jumped in and rowed frantically, hoping to shake off Huang Qiong and the others once they were far enough away.

Yang Jun watched as Huang Qiong plunged into the sea and swam toward them. He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, his face fierce. If Huang Qiong dared to come any closer, he would surely kill him with a single blow.

However, Huang Qiong didn't last long before running out of strength and had to give up.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jun burst into laughter, his entire face contorting in a terrifying manner.

"Commander."

A shout brought Yang Jun back to his senses. He turned to look at the general and saw that the general's tired face was now filled with fear and despair.

Before dawn, the darkness had receded by more than half, and everything was shrouded in a gray haze. Yang Jun looked at the seawater that was gradually surging in, and stood up in a panic, wanting to get away and escape. But immediately... he came to his senses. The ship was surrounded by a vast sea. Where could he escape to?
He was laughing at Huang Qiong just now, but now it's his turn.

"There should be a broken plank in the bottom of the boat. It was fine at first, but once it got to the sea... it couldn't hold up anymore. This boat was probably deliberately left behind by the demonic cult..."

"Commander, we can only try to swim back to shore."

Swim back? Huang Qiong would not survive even if she stayed there.

Yang Jun was immediately filled with despair.

Just as he was about to accept the outcome, a large ship appeared in his field of vision, and on the ship was a person dressed in a particularly eye-catching dress.

(End of this chapter)