Half-human, half-ghost, the number one divine fist

Is this really true?

It was Lu Gang who spoke!

The regret on Lu Gang's face was instantly replaced by immense joy!

He jumped up, looking over at them intently: "You saw clearly? It really is Lin Fusheng? He... he's really alive? And he even went to Jinrong Casino?"

"It's absolutely true, Master Lu! That figure, that appearance, there's no mistake! He was heading towards Jinrong Gambling House!"

The man said resolutely.

"OK."

Lu Gang's clenched fists trembled slightly, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Heaven has eyes! This young man is truly blessed with good fortune!"

Although Gu Yunzhou did not show his emotions as openly as Lu Gang, a look of shock and relief appeared on his usually calm face.

He slowly put down the prayer beads, stood up, and looked out of the manor, as if he could see through the layers of buildings and see the stubborn boy walking towards the gambling den.

"They actually survived."

Gu Yunzhou murmured to himself, his tone filled with disbelief, but even more so with relief and admiration, "A body made of stone, enduring such a calamity, not only did it not die, but it was able to return on its own... This child's resilience and tenacious will to survive are probably far beyond imagination. Having survived such a great calamity, he is sure to have good fortune in the future!"

Then, Gu Yunzhou turned around.

"Did he go to Jinrong Casino?"

He looked at Xiao Ji, who was bowing and standing at attention, and instructed, "Xiao Ji, come with me to the inner treasury immediately. Take out my century-old ginseng, as well as that box of top-grade bird's nest from Southeast Asia. Also, bring the warm jade and tiger bone ointment that were sent a few days ago. Focus on medicinal herbs and tonics, and also prepare some practical gold bars and silver dollars. Pack them in the best gift boxes; they should be presentable and, more importantly, practical."

"Yes, sir!"

Xiao Ji perked up and quickly agreed, but secretly he was astonished.

Century-old ginseng, top-grade bird's nest, warm jade, tiger bone paste... these are all treasures from Gu Yunzhou's private collection, each one priceless and unavailable for purchase!

This time, they really went all out!

It seems that Gu Lao wants to thank Lin Fusheng in person.

Having followed Gu Yunzhou for so many years, he knew all too well that Gu Yunzhou valued loyalty and righteousness and never cared about the other person's status or wealth.

At this moment, Gu Yunzhou looked at Lu Gang and said, "Gang'er, don't just sit idly by. Immediately contact Mo Feihong and those copper-bone experts who were saved by Lin Fusheng that day. Tell them that Lin Fusheng has returned alive."

"I, Gu Yunzhou, have spent most of my life in the martial world, and I value 'righteousness' above all else! Lin Fusheng saved their lives; this is an immense favor! Tell them to prepare gifts of gratitude. I will be waiting for them outside Jinrong Gambling House in an hour. If they can't even come to express their thanks for saving their lives, then the 'righteousness' signboard of the Tongxin Society should be torn down!"

"When the Tongxin Society was founded, righteousness was the top priority, but after so many years, I feel that many people have forgotten that word. Hehe, this Lin Fusheng incident is a good opportunity to remind the members of the society and spread the word about it. Some of you are always scheming and plotting, which is really outrageous. I heard that now some people in the society are even trying to seize the spots in the Kwantung Military Academy left behind by the fallen members, is that right?"

These words were spoken in a calm tone.

But it carried an undeniable authority and a subtle warning.

Lu Gang immediately understood Gu Yunzhou's intention.

This is not only to thank Lin Fusheng, but also to use this incident to re-emphasize "loyalty" and "gratitude" within the association.

Let's rectify the recent chaos.

Also, they gave Hu Tiannan a warning.

Hu Tiannan, you've gone too far!

While internal strength martial artists are indeed the foundation of a gang, you can't always act recklessly!

"Don't worry, I understand! I'll contact them right away!" Lu Gang nodded emphatically, his eyes gleaming.

Gu Yunzhou said no more and nodded slightly to the butler, Xiao Ji: "Let's go pick out a gift."

After saying that, he stood with his hands behind his back and took the lead in walking towards the main building.

The hem of his dark blue robe swayed gently, revealing the air of authority that could decide the fate of the world with a single word.

Xiao Ji quickly followed.

Lu Gang, who had stayed where he was, quickly walked to another black telephone in the corner of the terrace and turned the handle.

"Feed?" The call connected, and a slightly aged but strong voice came from the other end.

"Old Master Mo, it's me, Lu Gang."

Lu Gang got straight to the point, his tone serious, "We have definite news: Lin Fusheng is still alive. Just now, someone saw him leave his house and head towards Jinrong Casino."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Soon, Mo Feihong's shocked and delighted voice rang out: "Really?!"

"Absolutely true!"

Lu Gang confirmed, "The Elder already knows and takes it very seriously. He is personally preparing generous gifts and will later visit Lin Fusheng at Jinrong Gambling House to thank him in person. The Elder's intention is that everyone Lin Fusheng saved that day, including you and those Copper Bone Brothers, should ideally be present. A life-saving grace must be repaid."

"Perfect timing, Gu Lao can also take this opportunity to promote the word 'Tongxin' in our Tongxin Association."

"Yes! Of course we'll go!"

"This boy has shown us immense kindness, how could we not go? For the elder to personally go is the greatest honor! Rest assured, Master Lu, I will make preparations immediately and then meet you at Jinrong Gambling House!"

Old Mo's voice was resolute, even urgent.

"good!"

Lu Gang ended the call decisively.

After putting down the microphone, Lu Gang was about to call over some of his more familiar henchmen when he noticed that the man in gray was 'quietly' watching him.

Seeing this, Lu Gang smiled and said, "Well done. Go find the manager and tell him it's my order to collect five yellow croakers."

"Also, tell the manager to call the Copper Bone Realm brothers on the list who were rescued by Lin Fusheng, and inform them one by one. Tell them that Lin Fusheng has returned safely and is currently at Jinrong Gambling House. Vice President Gu Yunzhou, Mr. Lu, and Elder Mo will all be going there in person to thank their benefactor. Please ask them to bring generous gifts and arrive at Jinrong Gambling House as soon as possible. Remember, the message must be clear, and the gifts must be 'valuable'—this is an ancient principle. It concerns 'righteousness,' so it cannot be taken lightly."

Upon hearing the word "five small yellow croakers," the gray-clad man's eyes lit up!

He originally thought he would get two.

It seems that Lin Fusheng is really valued by these important figures.

"Yes, Master! I understand!"

His expression turned serious, his body straight as a spear, and he swiftly moved away.

.......

At the same time, in a quiet room on the top floor of the "Tianhong Entertainment Club" in downtown Songjiang.

Mo Feihong slowly put down the telephone receiver.

At this moment, his usual composure was gone, replaced by an indescribable excitement and emotion. He murmured to himself, "I actually came back alive! Good, good! This is God giving me a chance to give thanks..."

Mo Feihong took a couple of steps and beckoned to his trusted subordinates who were standing outside the door.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black silk shirt immediately entered, bowed, and said, "Elder Mo."

"I had you check Lin Fusheng's information. The information said he practices the 'Six Harmonies Fist' left by his father?"

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and nodded in confirmation: "Yes, Elder Mo. The investigation is very thorough. Lin Fusheng's father, Lin Yuanshan, was a skilled iron-willed fighter at Anrentang, and he practiced Liuhequan. Although Lin Fusheng's Liuhequan was not taught by his father, Lin Yuanshan, it was taught by Rong Chongming, the head of the Rong family."

"Six Harmonies Fist..."

Mo Feihong repeated in a low voice, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

He waved his hand and ordered, "Go and prepare a generous gift for me immediately. The medicinal herbs and tonics must be top-grade, and also prepare two large yellow croakers. Pack them in a fine gift box, and be quick! I need them soon."

"yes!"

The middle-aged man quickly withdrew from the arrangement.

After his men left, Mo Feihong went to the telephone again.

He took a deep breath, his expression extremely solemn, and slowly dialed a special number that he rarely used.

The call connected, and a slightly deep, weathered yet calm and gentle male voice came from the other end.

Mo Feihong smiled and spoke in a friendly yet respectful tone:

"Brother Zheng, it's me, Fei Hong. How have you been feeling lately?"

Although they were old buddies, Mo Feihong spoke with considerable respect.

Because his elder brother Zheng Tingyuan was already a master of internal strength, and the other party was a direct descendant of the Liuhequan school.

More importantly, Zheng Tingyuan is the most talented person in the Liuhequan sect in the past hundred years. It is said that he has cultivated Liuhequan to an extremely terrifying level.

On the other end of the phone, Zheng Tingyuan seemed to chuckle: "Oh, it's Feihong. I'm doing alright, just an old man, but still able to move around. How about we get together sometime? I'm not leaving Songjiang for a while yet."

Mo Feihong's smile faded, and his tone became serious:

"Brother Zheng, we've known each other for decades, so I won't beat around the bush."

"This time, I have a favor to ask, and after much thought, I've realized that only you can help me with this."

"Oh?"

Zheng Tingyuan's voice carried a hint of curiosity, "What could be so important to you, Mo Feihong, that you're taking this so seriously? Tell me about it."

Mo Feihong organized his thoughts and slowly said, "It's like this, I have a very good young brother under me. He's young, courageous, kind-hearted, and loyal. This time I ran into big trouble and almost lost my life. Thanks to this kid who risked his own safety to save me, I was able to escape with my life."

He paused, his tone becoming even more sincere: "The martial art this young man practices is the family tradition of 'Liuhequan'. Brother Zheng, you are a true direct descendant of Liuhequan, and your skills have already reached a level of extraordinary mastery, reaching the 'half-step to the peak' realm. You are hailed by fellow practitioners of Chinese martial arts as the greatest Liuhequan practitioner in a hundred years! No one in the world can surpass your achievements."

Reaching the pinnacle in just a step!

Mo Feihong remembered clearly that his old brother had reached the pinnacle of this half-step Six Harmonies Fist and had killed a Dark Force expert of the same realm!

Zheng Tingyuan listened quietly on the other end of the phone.

Mo Feihong continued, "So, brother, I'm shamelessly asking you for a favor. Could you... perhaps spare a moment to give my young friend some pointers? Even just a word or two of guidance, a correction of a couple of crucial points, could be a lifelong blessing for him! I know this request is somewhat abrupt, but he saved my life, and I have no way to repay this debt of gratitude. This is the only way I can think of that might help his future in martial arts..."