Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Even if Zhang Hengbo is a villain who appears loyal, it doesn't matter if it's not obvious on the surface.

"A person's true nature may be well hidden in ordinary times, even in the presence of their spouse, but it will be revealed in times of crisis."

Li Fu squinted and looked towards the Yanshan Mountains.

As for why there was danger.

With his departure, Zhang Hengbo will naturally be in danger.

……

Having obtained Yin Si Niang's confession, everyone knew that Zhang Hengbo had entered Yanshan and there was no time to lose.

Luo Jiugao made a decisive decision, ordering the remaining two hundred or so border soldiers to escort the bodies of the seriously wounded and the dead back to the nearest prefectural city and to report the situation.

He stroked his beard and sighed:

"I had hoped these soldiers could be of help."

However, the bandit king escaped too quickly and had already fled into Yanshan. At present, there is no time to lose and the large group of people is moving slowly, which has become a hindrance.

Now, only by traveling light and working day and night can we have a sliver of hope of intercepting that transverse wave!

Everyone agreed.

With the burden of three hundred border soldiers gone, the nine experts, including Li Fu, Luo Jiugao, and Luo Wei, along with the tightly guarded Yin Siniang, made up a group of ten, and their movements became several times faster.

With Yin Si Niang as their guide, they learned that Tie Liu Wang had already entered Yanshan, so they no longer needed to spend time searching along the way, making their journey much faster.

Luo Wei said on the way.

"With such a light and simple entourage, we can traverse mountains and forests. Even if the Fairy of the Immortal Capital wanted to ambush us on the road ahead, she probably wouldn't be able to find her way."

"Maybe we can bypass her ambush!"

With their spirits lifted, the group quickened their pace and disappeared into the vast forests surrounding the Yanshan Mountains.

Meanwhile, outside an abandoned mountain god temple dozens of miles away in the Yanshan Mountains.

Dozens of burly bandits dressed in various styles stood silently, not daring to utter a sound, their eyes occasionally glancing with awe and fear at the snow-white figure in the open space in front of the temple.

It was a woman who looked to be no more than thirty years old. She had a beautiful face and delicate features, but her expression was as cold as ice, without any trace of human warmth.

She sat cross-legged on a smooth bluestone, with an antique-style longsword lying across her lap, its scabbard black and undecorated.

Her eyes were slightly closed, as if she were lost in thought, meditating, or communicating with the long sword on her lap.

A mountain breeze swept by, ruffling her long, ink-black hair and snow-white robes, making her appear like a mountain spirit or a fairy maiden in the forest.

However, none of the ruthless bandits around them, who were accustomed to killing and robbing, dared to harbor the slightest disrespectful thought. Instead, they all trembled with fear, as if serving a demon that could erupt at any moment.

They already knew what kind of murderous monster this woman, invited by the Jade-Faced Invincible Chieftain to join them in ambush and killing the constables like Iron Flow King, was.

In these days, before they could even see their loved ones, many of their companions had already died.

Someone simply walked by from a distance while she was meditating with her eyes closed, accidentally breaking a dry branch and making a slight noise.

A flash of white light, and a sword aura like a bolt of lightning burst forth from the long sword on the woman's lap, silent and fast, yet faster than sight could be seen!

At a distance of eight or nine zhang, the unfortunate fellow didn't even have time to cry out before his entire body was cleaved in two from his left shoulder to his right waist by that condensed, almost tangible sword energy!

Blood and entrails were spilled all over the ground; the scene was horrific.

This fairy's eccentricity and terrifying martial arts skills far exceeded their imagination.

If you slightly offend him or displease him, you will be killed on the spot.

These past few days, they've been a hundred times more careful than if they were serving their own ancestors.

At this moment, a minor leader, steeling himself, held a small piece of paper in both hands and walked shakily to a distance of three zhang from Zhu Su. He then dared not approach any further and bowed to report.

"Qi...Qibing Fairy, I just...I just received an urgent message from Chief Zheng, the Jade-Faced Wuji..."

Zhu Su, sitting on the bluestone, slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes were clear as water, yet icy cold, devoid of joy or sorrow, as if nothing in the world concerned her except the cold blade in her hand. Her gaze fell on the minor leader.

The junior leader felt an invisible pressure pressing down on him, and his legs trembled. He quickly spoke up.

"The news says... Yin Si Niangzi and Iron-Armed Bear Tong Qianjin's ambush failed, Tong Qianjin died, and Yin... Yin Si Niangzi was captured alive by Li Fu, Luo Jiugao and others!"

Li Fu and his group had already extracted the meeting place between Tie Liu Wang and Chief Zheng in Yanshan from Yin Si Niang.

They are currently advancing swiftly and lightly, traversing mountains and valleys, heading straight for us...we have lost their exact whereabouts!

He spoke extremely fast, as if afraid that speaking too slowly would bring about his death.

Having learned a painful lesson in the past few days, they knew that when speaking to this wicked fairy, they had to be quick and never keep her waiting.

The last one who made her wait two more breaths for a reply had already had his head sliced ​​off by a sword strike.

Zhu Su's expression remained unchanged after hearing this, but the surrounding air seemed to grow even colder.

She parted her lips slightly, her voice clear and melodious, yet carrying an undeniable chill.

Where in Yanshan should we look for Li Fu?

"Chief Zheng said it was in... in the area of ​​Huchoujian in Yanshan."

"I've never been to Yanshan. Draw me a map."

The leader was taken aback. He thought for a long time before stammering.

"I know where Tiger Sorrow Gorge is, but how do I draw this mountain shape? I can't read a single word, I don't know how to draw it..."

All the people saw was Zhu Su gently raise her right index finger and point it lightly at the leader.

"laugh--!"

A faint yet sharp sound of something cutting through the air rang out!

An invisible sword aura shot out, piercing the minor leader's brow with perfect accuracy.

The leader's eyes were wide open, his face still showing shock and fear, before he fell backward and died.

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground made the other bandits' hearts pound, and cold sweat instantly soaked their backs, but none of them dared to move, let alone retrieve the body.

Zhu Su seemed to have merely brushed away a speck of dust, then turned her gaze to the others and asked again, "Li Fu, where should we look for him?"

This time, the robber whose gaze first fell upon her was startled, and spoke rapidly, his voice even trembling slightly: "I, I can draw."

He quickly drew a picture and carefully presented it with both hands.

Zhu Su put away the map and said no more. He seemed to have no interest in saying another word to these bandits and stood up.

Everyone only saw a white shadow flash by, and then the blue stone was empty.

Upon closer inspection, the white-clad figure had already vanished like a wisp of cloud into the dense forest ahead, disappearing in a few leaps and bounds, its speed as swift as a ghost.

Until that white figure completely disappeared from sight,

The bandits all breathed a long sigh of relief, and many of them collapsed to the ground, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, feeling utterly exhausted as if they had survived a calamity.

"My god...we've finally gotten rid of that menacing monster..."

One of the leaders muttered with lingering fear.

However, before he could finish speaking—

"Hiss hiss hiss—!"

Several sharp and incomparable sword energies suddenly surged out from the forest where Zhu Su had just disappeared!

Like the cold moonlight, like the Milky Way cascading down, they flashed and intertwined in the sky!

"Ah!" "Ugh!"

A scream suddenly rang out!

The leader who had just uttered those words, along with seven or eight other underlings nearby who also looked relieved, were all cut in half by these sudden, unpredictable sword strikes!

Blood and internal organs were sprayed all over the ground; the scene was horrific!

Zhu Su's cold and ethereal voice seemed to come from a great distance on the wind, yet it rang clearly in everyone's ears.

"Why are you all so relaxed?"

Is it terrifying to be around me? Am I some kind of... terrifying monster?

"He deserves to die."

The remaining bandits were terrified and knelt down in a flurry, kowtowing repeatedly in the direction from which the sword energy had come, tears streaming down their faces, saying they dared not do it and begging the fairy to spare their lives.

The forest fell silent, except for the thick stench of blood that permeated the air.

……

Deep in the Yanshan Mountains, there are towering peaks and deep valleys.

Li Fu and his group escorted Yin Si Niang, hurrying along a secret path she had initially instructed them to take.

However, after walking for most of the day, the place became increasingly remote and desolate, with the path gradually disappearing into vines and rocks, showing no signs of human activity or large groups of people traveling through it.

If they continue like this, they'll probably never catch up with Iron Stream King.

"Yin Si Niang, you dare to play tricks!"

Luo Wei grabbed Yin Si Niang by the collar, his eyes wide with anger.

Yin Si Niang said, "There are many paths into the mountains. Perhaps Tie Liu Wang didn't take this one. I know a few other paths."

"No need to say anything more."

Li Fu stepped forward, looking at her coldly: "Tell us the real meeting place now and lead us there. My patience is limited."

And this time, it's best if it's not fake again.

Yin Si Niang felt uneasy under his gaze and was starting to get nervous.

"Why waste your breath on her?"

Driven by a burning desire for revenge for her family, Madam Zhong pulled out a dagger, its gleaming blade flashing before Yin Si Niang's eyes.

She gently pressed the cold blade against Yin Si Niang's smooth, delicate cheek, making a cut.

Yin Si Niang cried out in pain, her face filled with terror.

"If you dare to play any more tricks, I'll slash seventeen or eighteen cuts on your face and turn you into an ugly monster."

Other grown men wouldn't stoop to lay a hand on a weak woman like you, but I'm different.

For a woman like Yin Si Niang, who relied on her beauty and seductive arts and was extremely proud of her appearance, disfigurement was far more terrifying than killing her!

Yin Si Niang trembled violently.

"No...no, I'll tell you, I really mean it!"

She dared not hide anything any longer.

"It's Tiger's Sorrow Gorge!"

Iron Stream King and Chief Zheng agreed to meet at Tiger Sorrow Stream!

Heading northeast from here, over the two mountains ahead, there's a hidden canyon leading there. I swear this time it's true!

Madam Zhong sheathed her sword.

Luo Jiugao understood and ordered someone to write down the directions.

Without further delay, the group immediately turned northeast and sped away.

Yin Si Niang slumped down as if her bones had been removed, knowing that from this moment on, she had completely betrayed Zhang Hengbo and there was no turning back.

Tiger Sorrow Ravine is an extremely secluded deep ravine in the mountains, with sheer cliffs on both sides and a rapid current at the bottom of the ravine. Only a narrow natural stone beam spans the two banks, making the terrain extremely dangerous.

When Li Fu and his nine men escorted Yin Siniang to the vicinity of Shiliang, they saw that hundreds of people had already gathered on a relatively open flat area on the opposite bank.

Although their clothes were slightly disheveled, each of them had sharp eyes and a calm demeanor, clearly indicating that they were all skilled fighters. They were Zhang Hengbo's former Iron Rod subordinates and the elite troops under Zheng Shaoqing, the Jade-Faced Wuji.

They seemed to have just met up and were about to leave.

Two people stood in the center of the crowd, attracting particular attention.

The man on the left was tall, with a broad face and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. Although his clothes were ordinary and even dusty, he had a calm and steady demeanor as he stood there. His eyes were bright and piercing as he looked around, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

He was about forty years old, with a short beard on his chin and a slightly weathered face, which only added to his resolute appearance.

It was none other than Zhang Hengbo, the Iron Stream King who once commanded tens of thousands of rebel troops and shook the north.

Although he was on the run, he did not appear anxious at all. Instead, he seemed quite calm and even had a hint of magnanimity and boldness, which was admirable.

The person on the right was wearing a slightly worn blue shirt, which had been starched until it turned a bit white. The style was simple and without any decoration.

He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a slightly pale complexion, as if he had been thinking about something for a long time. His brows were furrowed with an unyielding melancholy and worry, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Only in those eyes, which occasionally opened and closed, flashing with a sharp light, did his unfathomable inner strength and wisdom become apparent.

This person is Zheng Shaoqing, the leader of the three major strongholds in the North, known as the Jade-Faced Wuji!

The appearance of Li Fu and his group was clearly unexpected by the people on the other side of the strait.

After a slight commotion, it quickly quieted down, and hundreds of eyes shot towards them, filled with hostility and murderous intent.

Zhang Hengbo's gaze swept over Li Fu and the others. When he saw Yin Siniang bound, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of pity and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said loudly.

"Are those approaching from the other side your friends, including Constable Luo from the Six Doors, Constable Li Fu, the Dragon-Slaying Palm Master?"

His voice was booming and full of energy, echoing through the valley.

Luo Jiugao also stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"good!

Zhang Hengbo, you once gathered a crowd to rebel and wreak havoc on the region. The imperial court spared your life but imprisoned you. Yet you showed no remorse and dared to escape.

"We've reached a dead end, why don't you surrender and come back with us!"

Li Fu didn't speak; he just watched for a moment.

This Iron Stream King appears to be quite imposing, seemingly completely unrelated to rapists and villains.

But we should take another look.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hengbo was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Detective Luo, I have a clear conscience regarding Zhang's actions!"

The court is corrupt, treacherous officials are in power, and the people are suffering. I, Zhang, am merely speaking out for the people. What crime have I committed?

"But you gentlemen, traveling thousands of miles and venturing into dangerous places to pursue me, I admire your courage and perseverance!"

His words were spoken with righteous indignation, and combined with his appearance and demeanor, it was difficult for people to immediately equate him with the word "traitor."

Zheng Shaoqing then spoke in a deep voice.

"Old Master Luo, Officer Li, Brother Luo, Madam Zhong, I have long admired your names."

Especially Officer Li, I have received news that Iron-Armed Bear Tong Qianjin, the chieftain of the stronghold, seems to have died at your hands in just a few moves. Your martial arts are truly unparalleled.

"You all accepted this perilous mission, yet you still managed to pursue them to this point; it is clear that you are all men of loyalty, courage, and integrity."

He paused for a moment before speaking.

"In the current situation, although you all had Yin Si Niang to guide you to this place, we also have several hundred elite troops here, enough to withstand a thousand soldiers."

Furthermore, there were Tie Liu Wang and Zheng, as well as Brother Xu and General Chang.

If a fight were to break out, even with Officer Li's unparalleled martial arts skills, casualties would be inevitable, resulting in mutual destruction—a move not made by a wise man.

This Jade-Faced Wuji Chief Zheng, in a sudden change of tone, also offered to recruit, just like Yin Si Niang.

"The world today has been in turmoil for a long time, and the people are suffering. Only a great ruler can emerge to stabilize the world and rebuild the land."

King Tieliu is ambitious and his benevolence is known far and wide; he is exactly the kind of ruler that I, Zheng, can assist.

Officer Li and everyone else are outstanding individuals. Why not change course and join hands in this great undertaking?

With your abilities, you will surely achieve great things and leave your names in history. Wouldn't that be far better than serving a corrupt and incompetent court?

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When Li Fu and his nine men escorted Yin Siniang to the vicinity of Shiliang, they saw that hundreds of people had already gathered on a relatively open flat area on the opposite bank.

Although their clothes were slightly disheveled, each of them had sharp eyes and a calm demeanor, clearly indicating that they were all skilled fighters. They were Zhang Hengbo's former Iron Rod subordinates and the elite troops under Zheng Shaoqing, the Jade-Faced Wuji.

They seemed to have just met up and were about to leave.

Two people stood in the center of the crowd, attracting particular attention.

The man on the left was tall, with a broad face and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. Although his clothes were ordinary and even dusty, he had a calm and steady demeanor as he stood there. His eyes were bright and piercing as he looked around, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

He was about forty years old, with a short beard on his chin and a slightly weathered face, which only added to his resolute appearance.

It was none other than Zhang Hengbo, the Iron Stream King who once commanded tens of thousands of rebel troops and shook the north.

Although he was on the run, he did not appear anxious at all. Instead, he seemed quite calm and even had a hint of magnanimity and boldness, which was admirable.

The person on the right was wearing a slightly worn blue shirt, which had been starched until it turned a bit white. The style was simple and without any decoration.

He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a slightly pale complexion, as if he had been thinking about something for a long time. His brows were furrowed with an unyielding melancholy and worry, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Only in those eyes, which occasionally opened and closed, flashing with a sharp light, did his unfathomable inner strength and wisdom become apparent.

This person is Zheng Shaoqing, the leader of the three major strongholds in the North, known as the Jade-Faced Wuji!

The appearance of Li Fu and his group was clearly unexpected by the people on the other side of the strait.

After a slight commotion, it quickly quieted down, and hundreds of eyes shot towards them, filled with hostility and murderous intent.

Zhang Hengbo's gaze swept over Li Fu and the others. When he saw Yin Siniang bound, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of pity and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said loudly.

"Are those approaching from the other side your friends, including Constable Luo from the Six Doors, Constable Li Fu, the Dragon-Slaying Palm Master?"

His voice was booming and full of energy, echoing through the valley.

Luo Jiugao also stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"good!

Zhang Hengbo, you once gathered a crowd to rebel and wreak havoc on the region. The imperial court spared your life but imprisoned you. Yet you showed no remorse and dared to escape.

"We've reached a dead end, why don't you surrender and come back with us!"

Li Fu didn't speak; he just watched for a moment.

This Iron Stream King appears to be quite imposing, seemingly completely unrelated to rapists and villains.

But we should take another look.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hengbo was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Detective Luo, I have a clear conscience regarding Zhang's actions!"

The court is corrupt, treacherous officials are in power, and the people are suffering. I, Zhang, am merely speaking out for the people. What crime have I committed?

"But you gentlemen, traveling thousands of miles and venturing into dangerous places to pursue me, I admire your courage and perseverance!"

His words were spoken with righteous indignation, and combined with his appearance and demeanor, it was difficult for people to immediately equate him with the word "traitor."

Zheng Shaoqing then spoke in a deep voice.

"Old Master Luo, Officer Li, Brother Luo, Madam Zhong, I have long admired your names."

Especially Officer Li, I have received news that Iron-Armed Bear Tong Qianjin, the chieftain of the stronghold, seems to have died at your hands in just a few moves. Your martial arts are truly unparalleled.

"You all accepted this perilous mission, yet you still managed to pursue them to this point; it is clear that you are all men of loyalty, courage, and integrity."

He paused for a moment before speaking.

"In the current situation, although you all had Yin Si Niang to guide you to this place, we also have several hundred elite troops here, enough to withstand a thousand soldiers."

Furthermore, there were Tie Liu Wang and Zheng, as well as Brother Xu and General Chang.

If a fight were to break out, even with Officer Li's unparalleled martial arts skills, casualties would be inevitable, resulting in mutual destruction—a move not made by a wise man.

This Jade-Faced Wuji Chief Zheng, in a sudden change of tone, also offered to recruit, just like Yin Si Niang.

"The world today has been in turmoil for a long time, and the people are suffering. Only a great ruler can emerge to stabilize the world and rebuild the land."

King Tieliu is ambitious and his benevolence is known far and wide; he is exactly the kind of ruler that I, Zheng, can assist.

Officer Li and everyone else are outstanding individuals. Why not change course and join hands in this great undertaking?

With your abilities, you will surely achieve great things and leave your names in history. Wouldn't that be far better than serving a corrupt and incompetent court?

Although their clothes were slightly disheveled, each of them had sharp eyes and a calm demeanor, clearly indicating that they were all skilled fighters. They were Zhang Hengbo's former Iron Rod subordinates and the elite troops under Zheng Shaoqing, the Jade-Faced Wuji.

They seemed to have just met up and were about to leave.

Two people stood in the center of the crowd, attracting particular attention.

The man on the left was tall, with a broad face and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. Although his clothes were ordinary and even dusty, he had a calm and steady demeanor as he stood there. His eyes were bright and piercing as he looked around, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

He was about forty years old, with a short beard on his chin and a slightly weathered face, which only added to his resolute appearance.

It was none other than Zhang Hengbo, the Iron Stream King who once commanded tens of thousands of rebel troops and shook the north.

Although he was on the run, he did not appear anxious at all. Instead, he seemed quite calm and even had a hint of magnanimity and boldness, which was admirable.

The person on the right was wearing a slightly worn blue shirt, which had been starched until it turned a bit white. The style was simple and without any decoration.

He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a slightly pale complexion, as if he had been thinking about something for a long time. His brows were furrowed with an unyielding melancholy and worry, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Only in those eyes, which occasionally opened and closed, flashing with a sharp light, did his unfathomable inner strength and wisdom become apparent.

This person is Zheng Shaoqing, the leader of the three major strongholds in the North, known as the Jade-Faced Wuji!

The appearance of Li Fu and his group was clearly unexpected by the people on the other side of the strait.

After a slight commotion, it quickly quieted down, and hundreds of eyes shot towards them, filled with hostility and murderous intent.

Zhang Hengbo's gaze swept over Li Fu and the others. When he saw Yin Siniang bound, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of pity and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said loudly.

"Are those approaching from the other side your friends, including Constable Luo from the Six Doors, Constable Li Fu, the Dragon-Slaying Palm Master?"

His voice was booming and full of energy, echoing through the valley.

Luo Jiugao also stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"good!

Zhang Hengbo, you once gathered a crowd to rebel and wreak havoc on the region. The imperial court spared your life but imprisoned you. Yet you showed no remorse and dared to escape.

"We've reached a dead end, why don't you surrender and come back with us!"

Li Fu didn't speak; he just watched for a moment.

This Iron Stream King appears to be quite imposing, seemingly completely unrelated to rapists and villains.

But we should take another look.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hengbo was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Detective Luo, I have a clear conscience regarding Zhang's actions!"

The court is corrupt, treacherous officials are in power, and the people are suffering. I, Zhang, am merely speaking out for the people. What crime have I committed?

"But you gentlemen, traveling thousands of miles and venturing into dangerous places to pursue me, I admire your courage and perseverance!"

His words were spoken with righteous indignation, and combined with his appearance and demeanor, it was difficult for people to immediately equate him with the word "traitor."

Zheng Shaoqing then spoke in a deep voice.

"Old Master Luo, Officer Li, Brother Luo, Madam Zhong, I have long admired your names."

Especially Officer Li, I have received news that Iron-Armed Bear Tong Qianjin, the chieftain of the stronghold, seems to have died at your hands in just a few moves. Your martial arts are truly unparalleled.

"You all accepted this perilous mission, yet you still managed to pursue them to this point; it is clear that you are all men of loyalty, courage, and integrity."

He paused for a moment before speaking.

"In the current situation, although you all had Yin Si Niang to guide you to this place, we also have several hundred elite troops here, enough to withstand a thousand soldiers."

Furthermore, there were Tie Liu Wang and Zheng, as well as Brother Xu and General Chang.

If a fight were to break out, even with Officer Li's unparalleled martial arts skills, casualties would be inevitable, resulting in mutual destruction—a move not made by a wise man.

This Jade-Faced Wuji Chief Zheng, in a sudden change of tone, also offered to recruit, just like Yin Si Niang.

"The world today has been in turmoil for a long time, and the people are suffering. Only a great ruler can emerge to stabilize the world and rebuild the land."

King Tieliu is ambitious and his benevolence is known far and wide; he is exactly the kind of ruler that I, Zheng, can assist.

Officer Li and everyone else are outstanding individuals. Why not change course and join hands in this great undertaking?

With your abilities, you will surely achieve great things and leave your names in history. Wouldn't that be far better than serving a corrupt and incompetent court?

Although their clothes were slightly disheveled, each of them had sharp eyes and a calm demeanor, clearly indicating that they were all skilled fighters. They were Zhang Hengbo's former Iron Rod subordinates and the elite troops under Zheng Shaoqing, the Jade-Faced Wuji.

They seemed to have just met up and were about to leave.

Two people stood in the center of the crowd, attracting particular attention.

The man on the left was tall, with a broad face and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. Although his clothes were ordinary and even dusty, he had a calm and steady demeanor as he stood there. His eyes were bright and piercing as he looked around, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

He was about forty years old, with a short beard on his chin and a slightly weathered face, which only added to his resolute appearance.

It was none other than Zhang Hengbo, the Iron Stream King who once commanded tens of thousands of rebel troops and shook the north.

Although he was on the run, he did not appear anxious at all. Instead, he seemed quite calm and even had a hint of magnanimity and boldness, which was admirable.

The person on the right was wearing a slightly worn blue shirt, which had been starched until it turned a bit white. The style was simple and without any decoration.

He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a slightly pale complexion, as if he had been thinking about something for a long time. His brows were furrowed with an unyielding melancholy and worry, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Only in those eyes, which occasionally opened and closed, flashing with a sharp light, did his unfathomable inner strength and wisdom become apparent.

This person is Zheng Shaoqing, the leader of the three major strongholds in the North, known as the Jade-Faced Wuji!

The appearance of Li Fu and his group was clearly unexpected by the people on the other side of the strait.

After a slight commotion, it quickly quieted down, and hundreds of eyes shot towards them, filled with hostility and murderous intent.

Zhang Hengbo's gaze swept over Li Fu and the others. When he saw Yin Siniang bound, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of pity and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said loudly.

"Are those approaching from the other side your friends, including Constable Luo from the Six Doors, Constable Li Fu, the Dragon-Slaying Palm Master?"

His voice was booming and full of energy, echoing through the valley.

Luo Jiugao also stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"good!

Zhang Hengbo, you once gathered a crowd to rebel and wreak havoc on the region. The imperial court spared your life but imprisoned you. Yet you showed no remorse and dared to escape.

"We've reached a dead end, why don't you surrender and come back with us!"

Li Fu didn't speak; he just watched for a moment.

This Iron Stream King appears to be quite imposing, seemingly completely unrelated to rapists and villains.

But we should take another look.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hengbo was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Detective Luo, I have a clear conscience regarding Zhang's actions!"

The court is corrupt, treacherous officials are in power, and the people are suffering. I, Zhang, am merely speaking out for the people. What crime have I committed?

"But you gentlemen, traveling thousands of miles and venturing into dangerous places to pursue me, I admire your courage and perseverance!"

His words were spoken with righteous indignation, and combined with his appearance and demeanor, it was difficult for people to immediately equate him with the word "traitor."

Zheng Shaoqing then spoke in a deep voice.

"Old Master Luo, Officer Li, Brother Luo, Madam Zhong, I have long admired your names."

Especially Officer Li, I have received news that Iron-Armed Bear Tong Qianjin, the chieftain of the stronghold, seems to have died at your hands in just a few moves. Your martial arts are truly unparalleled.

"You all accepted this perilous mission, yet you still managed to pursue them to this point; it is clear that you are all men of loyalty, courage, and integrity."

He paused for a moment before speaking.

"In the current situation, although you all had Yin Si Niang to guide you to this place, we also have several hundred elite troops here, enough to withstand a thousand soldiers."

Furthermore, there were Tie Liu Wang and Zheng, as well as Brother Xu and General Chang.

If a fight were to break out, even with Officer Li's unparalleled martial arts skills, casualties would be inevitable, resulting in mutual destruction—a move not made by a wise man.

This Jade-Faced Wuji Chief Zheng, in a sudden change of tone, also offered to recruit, just like Yin Si Niang.

"The world today has been in turmoil for a long time, and the people are suffering. Only a great ruler can emerge to stabilize the world and rebuild the land."

King Tieliu is ambitious and his benevolence is known far and wide; he is exactly the kind of ruler that I, Zheng, can assist.

Officer Li and everyone else are outstanding individuals. Why not change course and join hands in this great undertaking?

With your abilities, you will surely achieve great things and leave your names in history. Wouldn't that be far better than serving a corrupt and incompetent court?

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Although their clothes were slightly disheveled, each of them had sharp eyes and a calm demeanor, clearly indicating that they were all skilled fighters. They were Zhang Hengbo's former Iron Rod subordinates and the elite troops under Zheng Shaoqing, the Jade-Faced Wuji.

They seemed to have just met up and were about to leave.

Two people stood in the center of the crowd, attracting particular attention.

The man on the left was tall, with a broad face and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. Although his clothes were ordinary and even dusty, he had a calm and steady demeanor as he stood there. His eyes were bright and piercing as he looked around, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

He was about forty years old, with a short beard on his chin and a slightly weathered face, which only added to his resolute appearance.

It was none other than Zhang Hengbo, the Iron Stream King who once commanded tens of thousands of rebel troops and shook the north.

Although he was on the run, he did not appear anxious at all. Instead, he seemed quite calm and even had a hint of magnanimity and boldness, which was admirable.

The person on the right was wearing a slightly worn blue shirt, which had been starched until it turned a bit white. The style was simple and without any decoration.

He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a slightly pale complexion, as if he had been thinking about something for a long time. His brows were furrowed with an unyielding melancholy and worry, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Only in those eyes, which occasionally opened and closed, flashing with a sharp light, did his unfathomable inner strength and wisdom become apparent.

This person is Zheng Shaoqing, the leader of the three major strongholds in the North, known as the Jade-Faced Wuji!

The appearance of Li Fu and his group was clearly unexpected by the people on the other side of the strait.

After a slight commotion, it quickly quieted down, and hundreds of eyes shot towards them, filled with hostility and murderous intent.

Zhang Hengbo's gaze swept over Li Fu and the others. When he saw Yin Siniang bound, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of pity and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said loudly.

"Are those approaching from the other side your friends, including Constable Luo from the Six Doors, Constable Li Fu, the Dragon-Slaying Palm Master?"

His voice was booming and full of energy, echoing through the valley.

Luo Jiugao also stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"good!

Zhang Hengbo, you once gathered a crowd to rebel and wreak havoc on the region. The imperial court spared your life but imprisoned you. Yet you showed no remorse and dared to escape.

"We've reached a dead end, why don't you surrender and come back with us!"

Li Fu didn't speak; he just watched for a moment.

This Iron Stream King appears to be quite imposing, seemingly completely unrelated to rapists and villains.

But we should take another look.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hengbo was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Detective Luo, I have a clear conscience regarding Zhang's actions!"

The court is corrupt, treacherous officials are in power, and the people are suffering. I, Zhang, am merely speaking out for the people. What crime have I committed?

"But you gentlemen, traveling thousands of miles and venturing into dangerous places to pursue me, I admire your courage and perseverance!"

His words were spoken with righteous indignation, and combined with his appearance and demeanor, it was difficult for people to immediately equate him with the word "traitor."

Zheng Shaoqing then spoke in a deep voice.

"Old Master Luo, Officer Li, Brother Luo, Madam Zhong, I have long admired your names."

Especially Officer Li, I have received news that Iron-Armed Bear Tong Qianjin, the chieftain of the stronghold, seems to have died at your hands in just a few moves. Your martial arts are truly unparalleled.

"You all accepted this perilous mission, yet you still managed to pursue them to this point; it is clear that you are all men of loyalty, courage, and integrity."

He paused for a moment before speaking.

"In the current situation, although you all had Yin Si Niang to guide you to this place, we also have several hundred elite troops here, enough to withstand a thousand soldiers."

Furthermore, there were Tie Liu Wang and Zheng, as well as Brother Xu and General Chang.

If a fight were to break out, even with Officer Li's unparalleled martial arts skills, casualties would be inevitable, resulting in mutual destruction—a move not made by a wise man.

This Jade-Faced Wuji Chief Zheng, in a sudden change of tone, also offered to recruit, just like Yin Si Niang.

"The world today has been in turmoil for a long time, and the people are suffering. Only a great ruler can emerge to stabilize the world and rebuild the land."

King Tieliu is ambitious and his benevolence is known far and wide; he is exactly the kind of ruler that I, Zheng, can assist.

Officer Li and everyone else are outstanding individuals. Why not change course and join hands in this great undertaking?

With your abilities, you will surely achieve great things and leave your names in history. Wouldn't that be far better than serving a corrupt and incompetent court?

When Li Fu and his nine men escorted Yin Siniang to the vicinity of Shiliang, they saw that hundreds of people had already gathered on a relatively open flat area on the opposite bank.

Although their clothes were slightly disheveled, each of them had sharp eyes and a calm demeanor, clearly indicating that they were all skilled fighters. They were Zhang Hengbo's former Iron Rod subordinates and the elite troops under Zheng Shaoqing, the Jade-Faced Wuji.

They seemed to have just met up and were about to leave.

Two people stood in the center of the crowd, attracting particular attention.

The man on the left was tall, with a broad face and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and fierce eyes. Although his clothes were ordinary and even dusty, he had a calm and steady demeanor as he stood there. His eyes were bright and piercing as he looked around, exuding an aura of authority without anger.

He was about forty years old, with a short beard on his chin and a slightly weathered face, which only added to his resolute appearance.

It was none other than Zhang Hengbo, the Iron Stream King who once commanded tens of thousands of rebel troops and shook the north.

Although he was on the run, he did not appear anxious at all. Instead, he seemed quite calm and even had a hint of magnanimity and boldness, which was admirable.

The person on the right was wearing a slightly worn blue shirt, which had been starched until it turned a bit white. The style was simple and without any decoration.

He was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a slightly pale complexion, as if he had been thinking about something for a long time. His brows were furrowed with an unyielding melancholy and worry, as if he were carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Only in those eyes, which occasionally opened and closed, flashing with a sharp light, did his unfathomable inner strength and wisdom become apparent.

This person is Zheng Shaoqing, the leader of the three major strongholds in the North, known as the Jade-Faced Wuji!

The appearance of Li Fu and his group was clearly unexpected by the people on the other side of the strait.

After a slight commotion, it quickly quieted down, and hundreds of eyes shot towards them, filled with hostility and murderous intent.

Zhang Hengbo's gaze swept over Li Fu and the others. When he saw Yin Siniang bound, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a trace of pity and anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said loudly.

"Are those approaching from the other side your friends, including Constable Luo from the Six Doors, Constable Li Fu, the Dragon-Slaying Palm Master?"

His voice was booming and full of energy, echoing through the valley.

Luo Jiugao also stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"good!

Zhang Hengbo, you once gathered a crowd to rebel and wreak havoc on the region. The imperial court spared your life but imprisoned you. Yet you showed no remorse and dared to escape.

"We've reached a dead end, why don't you surrender and come back with us!"

Li Fu didn't speak; he just watched for a moment.

This Iron Stream King appears to be quite imposing, seemingly completely unrelated to rapists and villains.

But we should take another look.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hengbo was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Detective Luo, I have a clear conscience regarding Zhang's actions!"

The court is corrupt, treacherous officials are in power, and the people are suffering. I, Zhang, am merely speaking out for the people. What crime have I committed?

"But you gentlemen, traveling thousands of miles and venturing into dangerous places to pursue me, I admire your courage and perseverance!"

His words were spoken with righteous indignation, and combined with his appearance and demeanor, it was difficult for people to immediately equate him with the word "traitor."

Zheng Shaoqing then spoke in a deep voice.

"Old Master Luo, Officer Li, Brother Luo, Madam Zhong, I have long admired your names."

Especially Officer Li, I have received news that Iron-Armed Bear Tong Qianjin, the chieftain of the stronghold, seems to have died at your hands in just a few moves. Your martial arts are truly unparalleled.

"You all accepted this perilous mission, yet you still managed to pursue them to this point; it is clear that you are all men of loyalty, courage, and integrity."

He paused for a moment before speaking.

"In the current situation, although you all had Yin Si Niang to guide you to this place, we also have several hundred elite troops here, enough to withstand a thousand soldiers."

Furthermore, there were Tie Liu Wang and Zheng, as well as Brother Xu and General Chang.

If a fight were to break out, even with Officer Li's unparalleled martial arts skills, casualties would be inevitable, resulting in mutual destruction—a move not made by a wise man.

This Jade-Faced Wuji Chief Zheng, in a sudden change of tone, also offered to recruit, just like Yin Si Niang.

"The world today has been in turmoil for a long time, and the people are suffering. Only a great ruler can emerge to stabilize the world and rebuild the land."

King Tieliu is ambitious and his benevolence is known far and wide; he is exactly the kind of ruler that I, Zheng, can assist.

Officer Li and everyone else are outstanding individuals. Why not change course and join hands in this great undertaking?

With your abilities, you will surely achieve great things and leave your names in history. Wouldn't that be far better than serving a corrupt and incompetent court?