The 18th year of the Da Yong reign: The beginning of the story involves rescuing revolutionaries.

Seeing that Wang Zhi's attention was no longer on him, the white-faced strategist quietly retreated. When he thought the time was right, he leaped up as if to jump into the river to escape.

Unfortunately, while he was still in mid-air, he caught a glimpse of a bright blade flashing out of the corner of his eye, slicing across his neck.

With a thud, the strategist collapsed onto the side of the boat, his eyes glaring at Wang Zhi, filled with resentment: "Why... you promised to let me go."

"I hate river bandits the most." Wang Zhi sheathed his sword.

[Punishing evil and eliminating wickedness, the bandit Hu Baizhe has been executed. Character biography search in progress. Dropped items generated.]

Unexpectedly, a white light emanated from the strategist's corpse.

Whoosh, it shot towards Wang Zhi's brow.

Before Wang Zhi could even look at the white-quality item, he lightly touched the top of his toe on the speedboat and landed back on the deck.

In just a short while, the head of the guards, Qian Shun, had completely brought the situation under control.

The bandits were either killed or tied up, and they knelt in a row by the side of the boat.

The passengers excitedly emerged from the cargo hold one after another, embracing each other amidst cheers. The cargo ship pushed through the waves and continued its journey toward Zhaoyang City Wharf.

Seeing Wang Zhi jump onto the deck, everyone looked at him with admiration and gratitude. The leader of the Qian gang immediately stepped forward, holding his knife upside down, and clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thanks to the hero's timely intervention, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable. These bandits of the Eighteen Docks have been running rampant for many days. Today, the hero has acted on behalf of Heaven, so it is their own fault. May I ask the hero's name? My Southwest United Chamber of Commerce will definitely repay you in the future."

"Forget about the name." Wang Zhi waved his hand, as if to leave without a trace, concealing his merits and fame.

In reality, it wasn't easy for him to say the title of leader of the Daxing Gang. He had always kept to himself in the county town, and it was mostly Afu who was out running around. So very few people knew him as the leader.

Some people prefer to keep a low profile when traveling the martial world, which is understandable. Chief Qian didn't press the matter, but simply said, "The government has offered a reward of one hundred silver dollars for this fathead fish. I dare not accept such a reward. What do you think of this head?"

Yes, this bighead carp's head is worth a hundred silver dollars, which is no small amount. Right now, a silver dollar is worth more than a tael of silver. The porters at the docks can only save up one and a half silver dollars in about a month.

So Wang Zhi nodded and went to cut off the head, saying, "I'd like to trouble Chief Qian to find some white cloth to wrap it up for me."

After saying that, the few men with iron fists and iron legs who had casually followed up to chat nodded and strode into the warehouse.

Zhang Dafa gave Wang Zhi a thumbs up when he returned: "Awesome."

"Haha, it's nothing." Wang Zhi laughed. Zhang Dafa was really a remarkable person. He could clearly feel that the martial arts masters were much more reserved when facing him, but Zhang Dafa was still exactly the same as when he asked for steamed buns earlier.

This person knows about firearms, but I don't know how skilled he is. However, he seems to have a good impression of me. Wang Zhi lowered his voice and said, "If you can't join in the fun at the Shen family's place, then come and hang out with me. I'll give you plenty of white flour roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)."

Zhang Dafa's eyes lit up at the mention of white flour roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

After speaking, Wang Zhi turned a corner and stood in front of Wang Lingguan, who was hiding behind the door, casting a huge shadow that completely covered him.

"Are you done?" The girl, who had been pitifully huddled behind the door, saw the joy on Wang Zhi's face, as if he were seeing a relative, and stood up to greet him.

"Hmm." Wang Zhi nodded, then asked expressionlessly, "Wang Lingguan, that's not your real name, is it?"

"Why do you ask that?" Wang Lingguan asked, his eyes filled with doubt. He felt that Wang Zhi was somewhat frighteningly cold at this moment, and he said timidly, "This is my real name, given to me by my father."

Wang Zhi remained silent. He stared at the girl for several breaths, but he couldn't find any flaws in her expression. His doubts were genuine, and her words didn't seem like lies.

If this is a lie, then his acting talent at such a young age is truly remarkable.

So that shouldn't be the case. Given this girl's intelligence and cleverness, how could the name Wang Lingguan not appear in the later stages of the game?

Moreover, this girl comes from a good family and has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. She should be able to make a name for herself in a few years.

Could it be that, as in the original story, after being sold to a brothel by Wang Zhifa, she was trapped in a shallow pool and never escaped, with no one from her family rescuing her? How strange.

However, even if the name is real, this girl definitely still has something she hasn't finished telling him.

When talking to a smart person, there's no need to beat around the bush. Wang Zhi cut to the chase: "The bandits at Shibawu are faking the boat robbery; their real intention is to rob you. So, is there anything you want to say to me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Lingguan's expression froze. She pursed her lips and looked around. Perhaps because Wang Zhigang had just killed someone and his ferocity was still there, the surroundings were empty and no one approached. Even Zhang Dafa wisely refrained from disturbing her.

Wang Lingguan sighed like a little adult and then said, "After I was drugged and kidnapped by human traffickers, I started to wonder who was trying to harm me. The most likely culprit was my third brother, who was traveling with me. But that would be too obvious. If I were missing, my third brother would be the prime suspect, but that doesn't seem like him. All of my relatives could have been involved in this."

"I am my parents' only daughter. If I die, the children of my uncles and cousins ​​will all have the possibility of inheriting the title. Now it's not so easy to guess."

"Stop, stop, stop." Wang Zhi interrupted Wang Lingguan with a frown. He was getting a headache listening to this convoluted and tangled family feud. He said, "In other words, you have a premonition that someone will harm you on the way back, but you still can't figure out who wants to harm you."

The little girl nodded.

"So your family actually has a noble title."

The little girl continued to nod.

"What title?" Wang Zhi asked thoughtfully. Since the surname was Wang, he couldn't be a member of the royal family. The current emperor's surname was Wu, and at the end of the dynasty, Tianxi Province was vast and populous, with quite a few nobles of all ranks residing in the provincial capital.

In the game "Da Yong 18 Years", it is entirely possible for women to inherit titles. As long as they are legitimate sons and daughters and have made achievements in martial arts before the age of thirty-five, they can smoothly inherit the title. Different titles correspond to different levels of martial arts cultivation.

If none of the direct descendants of the main family can achieve the required level, then the title must be inherited by adopting from a collateral branch. If no martial artist with the corresponding martial arts skills can be found among all the collateral branches, it means that the family has truly declined, and the title will be inherited at a lower level, and the martial arts requirements can be relaxed accordingly.

"The Earl," Wang Lingguan said without hiding anything.

"Your surname is Wang. Is Marquis Wuyi, Wang Donglai, your father?" Wang Zhi asked in surprise.

"It is my father." Wang Lingguan nodded.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhi looked down at Wang Lingguan's small face and fell into deep thought.

These days, many noblemen have titles and honors but no real power or official position.

But this Earl of Wuyi is different. He is a true military general, not only an earl but also the provincial commander-in-chief. He should be leading troops in the north to suppress the rebels of the Cangsheng Sect and is not at home.

It seems those people are taking advantage of this loophole, causing trouble and creating chaos at home.

If the old man comes back and finds out that his precious daughter is missing, he will surely be furious.

Moreover, this old man fought bravely on the battlefield to resist the invasion of foreigners in his later years, making him a heroic figure.

Wang Zhi finally understood why he had never heard of the name Wang Lingguan. In the original story, it was only written that Wu Yibo's daughter suffered setbacks in her childhood and went through many hardships before returning home. She happened to meet the young Taoist master who came down the mountain, told her fortune, and changed her name.

His name is Wang Xiaomai, a name that sounds like a joke, but it was actually given by the little Taoist priest.

Later, her father died on the battlefield, and this woman slaughtered her family, suppressing all dissenting voices with ruthless methods. Then she raised the banner of rebellion against the Great Yong Dynasty and embarked on the path of overthrowing the feudal dynasty.

This is a spark of hope, we're saved.

But now, Wang Zhi looked at this girl who was only a little over a meter tall, with even her hair still very young, and he couldn't see any connection between her and Wang Xiaomai from the game's storyline.

That's all in the future. Right now, this girl's background is so complicated. Wang Zhi thought for a moment and said, "You didn't mention that you were the eldest daughter of an earl before we made the pinky promise. This journey isn't exactly far, but it's not exactly close either, so..."

"Add more money," Wang Lingguan said bluntly.

"Well, it's not about the money."

"I will have my father pass on to you the ultimate martial arts technique, the Hell Sealing Blade Technique."

Wang Zhi's breath hitched.

"make a deal."