The Cycle of Reincarnation in the Four-Courtyard House: A Journey Through the Heavens

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng did not furrow his brows in the slightest; he had already made up his mind.

He stepped forward, placed his hand on A'Zhu's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Miss A'Zhu, step back. I will handle this matter."

A'Zhu looked at Qiao Feng with her beautiful eyes, which seemed to gleam with reverence.

A'Zhu had long heard of this "Northern Qiao Feng," having grown up alongside Murong Fu and always harboring a deep-seated admiration for heroes.

The leader of the Beggars' Sect before her was a legendary figure in the martial arts world, known for his righteousness and clear sense of right and wrong. The young girl naturally felt a sense of goodwill towards this chivalrous hero, Qiao, after seeing him in person.

Qiao Feng didn't notice the change in A Zhu's eyes. He directly bent down and squatted down next to Feng Bo'e. Ignoring the surprised looks of everyone, he raised his hand and picked up Feng Bo'e's hand that had been stung by a poisonous scorpion. The wound had turned bluish-black, and the surrounding flesh was slightly swollen, exuding a chilling aura.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qiao Feng bent down and began to suck the wound.

He sucked out a mouthful of dark purple poisonous blood and spat it all out onto the ground, where even the grass instantly withered.

Bao Butong and the others stood aside, their expressions complex, a mixture of astonishment and emotion, their previous hostility fading somewhat.

Seeing this, Elder Chen quickly took out the antidote and handed it to Qiao Feng, whispering, "Chief, be careful. Take three to five puffs and then stop. The remaining toxins can be suppressed with the antidote."

Qiao Feng did as instructed, sucking out four mouthfuls of poisoned blood. After the blood he spat out turned bright red, he raised his hand to take the antidote, deftly opened the porcelain bottle with his fingertips, and evenly applied the pale yellow ointment inside to Feng Bo'e's wound. He then took a clean strip of cloth and carefully wrapped it around the wound.

After doing all this, he raised his hand to wipe the corner of his lips, circulated his internal energy to suppress the slight cold poison that had invaded his body, and looked at Feng Bo'e on the ground with a calm expression, saying, "Brother Feng, the poison has been removed, and you will recover in a moment."

At this moment, Feng Bo'e could not speak, but he winked at Qiao Feng with a hint of gratitude.

Bao Butong and the other two also sheathed their swords at this moment, and their gazes toward Qiao Feng were no longer so hostile.

Just as he finished dealing with matters here, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the woods. A Beggar Clan disciple rushed over to report: "Chief, Madam Ma has arrived. She brought several people with her, saying she has important matters to report. Her expression is quite unfriendly."

Qiao Feng frowned slightly. Ma Dayuan had just passed away, and Kang Min should have been at home observing mourning. Why would she suddenly lead people into Xingzilin? He suppressed his doubts and said in a deep voice, "Let them in."

A moment later, Kang Min entered the forest, surrounded by three elderly men and women.

Her gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Qiao Feng. Before she could speak, tears streamed down her face as she choked out, "Chief Qiao, did you kill my husband, Ma Dayuan?"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

The leaders of each branch looked astonished, their gazes towards Qiao Feng filled with disbelief. Qiao Feng's face darkened, and he stepped forward, saying, "Vice Chief Ma is my senior, and he has helped me a great deal. How could I harm him? Don't listen to the instigation of others, lest you create more misunderstandings."

"Misunderstand?"

Kang Min suddenly raised her voice, but quickly wiped away her tears, her eyes brimming with resentment.

"My husband's death was suspicious. He seemed uneasy a few days before his death, only saying that he had some disagreements with the gang leader and was very worried. Now that he has died suddenly, who else but Gang Leader Qiao, who wields great power and can kill without making a sound, could have such ability?"

Bai Shijing stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Chief, on the day Vice Chief Ma died, I went to investigate and confirmed that he died from an extremely powerful and yang palm strike. Although I cannot definitively say that it was Chief's doing, Madam Ma's words are not entirely without reason. I urge Chief to give everyone an explanation."

His tone seemed fair, but every word he said was actually pointing the finger at Qiao Feng.

Quan Guanqing then spoke up at the opportune moment: "Chief Qiao, Vice Chief Ma has followed the former chief for many years and has been loyal to him, as everyone in the Beggars' Clan has witnessed. Now that he has died under mysterious circumstances, Madam Ma has come with evidence. We urge the chief to clarify the situation so as to put the minds of everyone in the clan at ease."

He deliberately emphasized the word "evidence," his gaze sweeping over the crowd, attempting to incite the surrounding gang members.

Qiao Feng looked at the scene before him and sensed that something was wrong.

Bai Shijing is always cautious, while Quan Guanqing is ambitious. The fact that the two of them are standing together beside Kang Min at this moment is obviously premeditated.

He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Madam Ma, you say you have evidence, then please produce it. If it can truly prove that I did it, I, Qiao Feng, am willing to accept punishment according to the gang rules; if it is just empty talk, don't blame me for treating it as spreading rumors!"

Kang Min gave a cold laugh, slowly taking out a letter from her sleeve. She pinched the edge of the letter between her fingers, deliberately making her wrist tremble slightly, as if overwhelmed with grief. Yet her voice, clear and distinct, echoed through the forest: "This is my husband's last letter, hidden under his pillow before his death. I found it yesterday while sorting through his belongings; every word is filled with sorrow!"

"Elders and leaders, please look at this letter. It clearly states that Chief Qiao's true identity is that of a Khitan! My husband learned of this shocking secret by chance and refused to submit to him, which is why he cruelly silenced him!"

After saying that, she handed the letter to Elder Chen Qingxi, the most senior member of her family, a hint of smugness hidden in her eyes.

The letter was passed around among the people, and the handwriting was a perfect imitation of Ma Dayuan's. The content was even more shocking!

The letter details how Ma Dayuan accidentally discovered Qiao Feng's Khitan identity documents. He intended to inform the elders of the gang, but Qiao Feng discovered his identity. After several attempts to coerce and entice him failed, Ma Dayuan ultimately met a tragic end.

The more people looked, the more alarmed they became. Their expressions changed from doubt to shock, and their gazes toward Qiao Feng completely changed. Discussions surged like a tide, and the entire place was filled with disbelief and uproar.

The Beggars' Sect has always taken "expelling the barbarians" as its mission, and the fact that its leader is a Khitan is even more unacceptable to everyone than Qiao Feng killing Ma Dayuan.

Qiao Feng stepped forward and snatched the letter, his eyes scanning the paper, his fingertips turning white from the force.

The forgery of the handwriting on the letter far exceeded his expectations, and what shocked him even more was the word "Khitan"!

He grew up in the Beggars' Guild and no one had ever mentioned this matter before, which was undoubtedly a more fatal accusation than "murder to silence him".

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his gaze sharp as a knife as he stared directly at Kang Min: "This is utter nonsense! I'm talking nonsense! My parents are Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. This letter is clearly something you deliberately fabricated to ruin my reputation!"

Kang Min, her eyes brimming with tears, pretended to be a frail woman. She pulled over the elderly woman next to her and said, "Let me introduce you all. This is Granny Tan, and the two elders beside her are Master Tan and Senior Zhao Qiansun."

"They were eyewitnesses to the Yanmen Pass incident thirty years ago. Back then, they witnessed the battle between Xiao Yuanshan, the chief instructor of the personal guard of the Liao Empress Shushan, and Wang Jiantong, the gang leader."

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