Starting with photographic memory, I've worked my way up to become a martial arts immortal.

Inside the room, Hou An leaned against the overturned table, trembling like a spoiled dog.

"Based on the information I've gathered over this long period, the Black Tiger Gang is considered a top-tier gang in the east of the city. Their leader is suspected to be a master of the Dark Force realm, and they have several Ming Force martial artists under their command. Logically, they shouldn't collapse so quickly, but judging from Hou An's appearance..."

Jiang Yuan collected his thoughts, picked up the long knife from the ground, and held it against Hou An's neck. "Aren't you going to talk?"

Hou An swallowed hard. Seeing that Jiang Yuan was serious, he knew he couldn't delay any longer, so he carefully said, "The night before last, I was sleeping in my room when I heard shouts of killing. The fighting went all the way from the front hall to the back courtyard. When I saw that something was wrong, I quickly ran away through the secret passage and that's how I survived."

His face was filled with fear and a hint of relief. He glanced at the gleaming blade and continued, "The next day, I went to look for the gang members and found that all the strongholds had been destroyed, even the headquarters. Only the Poison Scorpion Gang was cleaning up the scene. I only dared to take a look from afar and didn't dare to get close at all."

Jiang Yuan's expression turned serious. "So you're saying it was the Scorpion Gang who did it? When did they become so powerful? Besides, the government isn't going to do anything about such a commotion?"

After hearing Hou An's words, he felt uneasy. The two gangs had been fighting for territory for some time, and they had been winning and losing against each other.

How could a gang like the Black Tiger Gang, which had been entrenched in the outer city for over a decade and had intricate relationships with various forces, be uprooted overnight?

"The government has never really interfered with the fights between gangs in the outer city. If some people don't die every day, how can they possibly manage it? As for the Poison Scorpion Gang, although they have been suppressing us recently, they don't actually have that much strength. Otherwise, they would have wiped us out long ago, instead of waiting until now," Hou An said.

Jiang Yuan tightened his grip a little more. "Continue talking, don't hide anything."

"That's all I know. If I dare to lie, may I be struck by lightning!"

Hou An tremblingly extended three fingers in an attempt to gain Jiang Yuan's trust.

"Stop talking nonsense to me! Where's your gang leader? And... where's Liu San?!"

A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes.

"I...I don't know either. How would I know where the gang leader went? And I can't find Liu San either. He must have run away with Ah Xiu."

Hou An squeezed out two tears, unsure whether it was from the thought of becoming a public enemy or from sadness that the woman had run off with Liu San.

Jiang Yuan watched coldly and said indifferently, "Everyone else is hiding, but you came here. If I remember correctly, this place is very close to the territory of the Poison Scorpion Gang."

"I came here looking for you."

Hou An's face was full of bitterness, and his voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Master Jiang, I took the poison you gave me, and I haven't been cured yet."

"Oh? I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it," Jiang Yuan said with a half-smile.

"Master Jiang, my dear ancestor, how could you forget this? I've been hoping you could give me the antidote as soon as possible so I can save my life!" Hou An burst into tears, as if he had truly suffered a great injustice.

"Alright, stop acting with me. You can have the antidote, but that depends on how much your life is worth," Jiang Yuan said calmly.

Hou An was somewhat dumbfounded, and said hesitantly, "What do you mean... Master Jiang, this is different from what you said before..."

"What did I say?"

"You said if I behave well, you'll give me... the antidote."

"Your memory is pretty good, but did you perform well?"

Jiang Yuan held up three fingers and rubbed them together in front of him. "Now it's your turn to prove yourself. Tell me, how much is your life worth?"

Hou An's expression changed drastically, his eyes flashing with furious madness. "Master Jiang, don't push your luck! I'm already in this state, where would I get much money? Do you want to squeeze every last penny out of me so I can starve to death? If so, you might as well just chop me up right now and end it all!"

"You've suddenly become quite assertive; for that reason alone, I'm starting to admire you."

Jiang Yuan sheathed his sword, ran his fingers along the blade, and suddenly a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He swiftly slashed the long sword toward Hou An's neck.

"Then I'll grant your wish!"

"Don't!"

Hou An closed his eyes in despair and shouted, "Don't kill me! I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, okay?!"

The blade hovered over his neck, tearing a gash in his skin, and blood flowed instantly.

He had been in the world for so long, and had managed to catch Liu San's eye through flattery. His good days had only just begun, and he really didn't want to die.

However, he also knew that giving away the money so easily would put him in greater danger, as the thugs on the other side might try to silence him. But when the knife was close, he realized that he didn't have the courage to die and would rather prolong his life.

However, he believed that by now, the person's doubts about him would have been greatly dispelled, and that was enough.

He pointed to the wardrobe against the wall, "The money's there! At the very back!"

Jiang Yuan sneered, "You should have said so earlier."

He walked to the cabinet, and as soon as he opened it, he saw a hand reach out from inside, and a dagger flashed coldly as it stabbed towards him.

Jiang Yuan instinctively raised his knife to block.

"Clang!" A crisp metallic sound rang out, and at the same time, a foot kicked out.

Jiang Yuan only had time to gather his strength and pull in his abdomen before the force of the kick sent him staggering back three or four steps.

Before Jiang Yuan could even regain his footing, a vicious leg slashed diagonally towards him. He couldn't dodge in time, so he raised his arm to block and simultaneously pushed off with his foot, retreating to create more distance.

"puff!"

After spitting out a small mouthful of blood, Jiang Yuan felt much better, as the other party's kick had been so fast and heavy that it had almost knocked him unconscious.

Fortunately, he had already entered the Ming Jin stage, and his physical condition had improved considerably; otherwise, he might not have been able to withstand this series of blows.

Jiang Yuan looked up and only then did he realize that the person who had attacked him was a lean man with a short scar on his forehead, like a third eye.

"Jiang Yuan, how's this surprise?"

Hou An staggered to his feet, came up behind the man, and laughed triumphantly.

"You plotted against me?" A hint of malice flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes. "It's been more than ten days since we last met. Where did you find this assassin?"

"Never mind that, you're just unlucky." Hou An smiled and pointed at the man. "This Master Qian is the most powerful expert in our gang, besides the few hall masters at the Ming Jin realm."

Jiang Yuan tossed aside the long sword in his hand and laughed, "You're wrong, it's not me who's unlucky."

"Kid, you're pretty arrogant. Don't come kneeling down begging me later."

"I'm sorry," Qian Ye said coldly, and then kicked him in the chest.

Jiang Yuan sidestepped, and silently jabbed the man's knee with his left hand.