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

Lin Fusheng looked up at his nominal superior, the head of Anrentang, and calmly greeted him, "Uncle Rong."

He thought to himself, "My Uncle Rong is really shameless and cold-hearted."

The reason he ended up in this predicament was partly due to Hu Tiannan's schemes, but also because Rong Chongming didn't treat him like a human being at all.

In Uncle Rong's eyes, a small piece of stone skin is not as valuable as iron tendon.

If Uncle Rong had been willing to send a trustworthy person, Tie Jin, with him at that time, the situation might have been different.

Now that he has returned alive and is confronting Hu Tiannan, he has immediately become a useful pawn in Hu's hands.

This change in attitude was both swift and natural.

You, Rong Chongming, are no better than anyone else!

At this moment, Chen Cang, standing behind Rong Chongming, gradually darkened his expression.

He was completely stunned, as if he had been doused with ice water.

The fervent anticipation for the position of leader that had just arisen because Rong Chongming had shown him around the territory instantly froze and shattered.

Chen Cang looked at Lin Fusheng with disbelief, jealousy, and an almost insane resentment.

He couldn't help but roar in his heart.

Lin Fusheng!

Why don't you just die? Why are you still alive?

How could you possibly survive in that situation? You should have been completely dead!

What are you doing back alive?!

I was already fully prepared to be the foreman; Uncle Rong even personally showed me around the area!

Now that you're back, what am I to you?

He knows Uncle Rong too well.

Now that Lin Fusheng has returned alive, it is very likely that the resources that Uncle Rong originally promised to give him will eventually be taken back.

Uncle Rong only cares about profit.

He cursed inwardly, but dared not utter a single word, only clenching his fists tightly.

Hua Wendong also had a gloomy expression.

Hua Wendong was only in his thirties, but his face was wrinkled and looked extremely unwell, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He thought that Lin Fusheng, this obstacle, had been completely removed, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually climb back.

How did this kid manage to survive both deadly traps set for Lin Fusheng?

A cold look of surprise and confusion flashed across Hu Tiannan's eyes.

To him, the Stone Skin Realm was no different from an ant; crushing such a minor character should have been an easy task.

Logically speaking, Lin Fusheng should have had no chance of surviving the trap he set.

But the reality is that this ant not only didn't die, it returned to this place.

He never imagined that Lin Fusheng would come back alive.

Why couldn't you kill this kid after trying twice?

Now that Lin Fu is back alive, things are getting complicated.

The words of Liu the Black Hand, the words of Old Man Meng, and now, with Lin Fusheng, a living victim...

Rong Chongming, that old fox, will absolutely not let this opportunity slip by easily.

Almost simultaneously, Rong Chongming's voice rang out.

"Fusheng, your return is just in time! There are some matters concerning the previous mission that need to be discussed and clarified by you, the person directly involved, in front of Deacon Shen and the brothers!"

He knew that Lin Fusheng, who had returned alive, would definitely be dissatisfied with his "giving up".

But before that, the trap set by Hu Tiannan needs to be dealt with first.

And then there's this unfair Deacon Shen, sent by the guild.

A look of resentment flashed across Rong Chongming's face as he stared intently at Lin Fusheng: "Since Fusheng has survived this ordeal, the things Liu Heishou said earlier, and all the previous doubts, naturally need to be clarified again. Fusheng, tell me everything that happened that day, from when you received the mission until after. If you have any evidence, bring it along!"

All eyes turned to Lin Fusheng.

Lin Fusheng showed no excitement or indignation; he remained quite calm.

He glanced at Rong Chongming.

Uncle Rong was quite angry and anxious.

He remembered that Uncle Rong's expression was never fixed. He would show a different expression depending on what he wanted to achieve. Even though he was a master of internal energy, he would not always try to act like a master.

Then, Lin Fusheng met everyone's gaze and began to speak.

From meeting Wang Benliu and his two companions in Ginkgo Park, receiving the sketch and clear orders to cover their retreat, to how they met Liu Heishou, how they were chased, how they fought their way back to the park, and then to how Wang Benliu and his men stood idly by while they stood by, and how someone even launched a sneak attack, and how he was severely injured by Gao Hansheng...

"Later, I felt that Gao Hansheng and Qian Biao were fleeing in the wrong direction, and I felt that something was wrong, so I chased after them. However, my injuries were too serious, so I chose to go home and recuperate for a few days."

Lin Fusheng finished his narration, his gaze calmly fixed on Rong Chongming, then seemingly casually sweeping over Hu Tiannan.

Just as he had thought, Uncle Rong intended to use this incident to make trouble for Hu Tiannan.

He wasn't going to hide anything; he was happy to make Hu Tiannan uncomfortable.

"Is there any physical evidence?"

Rong Chongming pressed for answers at the opportune moment.

Lin Fusheng thought for a moment.

Physical evidence?

He does seem to have physical evidence.

Soon, under the breathless gaze of everyone, Lin Fusheng took out a piece of neatly folded, rough-edged, blood-stained scrap paper.

He slowly unfolded the paper, revealing a crude map sketched in charcoal, marked with arrows and scrawled handwriting.

This was the very same route map that Wang Benliu had given him, the one that was supposed to "support Liu Heishou and cover the rear."

"This is the roadmap that Wang Benliu gave me back then."

"The rendezvous point and the requirements for 'covering the rear' were marked on it. I think someone in the association should be able to recognize Wang Benliu's handwriting and drawing habits."

Upon seeing this picture, Rong Chongming's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

This is almost irrefutable evidence.

On the other side, Hu Tiannan's face instantly turned so gloomy it could drip water, his eyes sharp as knives as he stared intently at the piece of scrap paper.

Lin Fusheng still has this picture?

It's just a piece of waste paper. You can just throw it away after you're done using it. Why are you keeping it?

Not only have you returned alive, but you've also kept this death warrant close to your body?

Lin Fusheng had long anticipated that there would be a confrontation.

This kid is so cunning!

How could a mere brat from the Stone Skin Realm possess such cunning? Or is this just a coincidence?

What angered him even more was that Lin Fusheng actually dared to produce this evidence and confront him and Huai Rentang face to face!

This completely exceeded his expectations of such a "small person".

In his eyes, there was no difference between a stone skin and a pig or a dog.

If I tell you to die, you should die quietly and obediently!

A man wanted to eat pork and decided to slaughter a pig. The pig actually dared to resist.

Your current behavior, Lin Fusheng, is like that ignorant pig rebelling!

Who gave you the guts?

However, Hu Tiannan quickly narrowed his eyes, pondering, "Could this kid have some kind of backing?"

"Master Hu, what do you say about this picture and Fusheng's testimony?"

Rong Chongming's voice interrupted Hu Tiannan's thoughts, carrying an aggressive tone, "Wang Benliu is a skilled fighter in your Huai Ren Tang. Did he give this order to send his fellow disciple Shi Pi to his death? Was that his own idea?"

Hu Tiannan quickly regained his composure, his face returning to its cold, formulaic expression, and he scoffed:

"Master Rong, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Wang Benliu is dead, there's no way to verify his story. A picture and a few words, and you think you can prove I ordered it? At most, it proves Wang Benliu's own misconduct, perhaps he had some personal grudge with Lin Fusheng and abused his power for personal gain. What does it have to do with me, Hu Tiannan, or Huai Ren Tang?"

At this opportune moment, Deacon Shen, who had been observing from the sidelines, stepped forward, adopting a posture of impartial mediation: "Hall Master Rong, what Hall Master Hu said is not without reason. This route map only proves that the late Wang Benliu gave inappropriate instructions to Lin Fusheng. As for whether it was instigated by a higher level... it seems that the chain of evidence is indeed incomplete and difficult to directly link to Hall Master Hu himself. When handling meeting affairs, we emphasize solid evidence to avoid wrongly accusing innocent people."

This blatantly biased statement caused Rong Chongming's face to darken.

"Personal grudge? Wang Benliu and Lin Fusheng have never met, so how could there be a grudge?! This is clearly someone instigating this!"

"This task was originally proposed to President Du by you, Hu Tiannan, who also specifically requested Lin Fusheng's participation! Everyone in the association knows that Anrentang and Huairentang have had a lot of friction. As the newly promoted leader of Anrentang, you had every motive to take this opportunity to get rid of Lin Fusheng! You had both the motive and the qualifications and opportunity to issue the task. Now, Wang Benliu's actions are in line with your original proposal. Is this just a coincidence?!"

Hu Tiannan seemed to have been prepared. Hearing this, he didn't panic. Instead, he sneered and pointed to the Stone Skin Realm thugs behind him who had come with him and participated in the mission planning:

"Rong Chongming, stop making baseless accusations! The mission was arranged publicly within the branch. I never gave Wang Benliu any private orders targeting Lin Fusheng! You lot, tell Deacon Shen and the other brothers, how did the branch arrange things? Did I ever say a word about sending Lin Fusheng to his death?"

The stone-skin thugs immediately stepped forward one after another:

"Reporting to Deacon Shen, Master Rong! At the time, Hall Master Hu only said that he needed to send people to participate in the operation. The list was drawn up by everyone together, and there was absolutely no targeting of Foreman Lin!"

"Yes, Brother Wang Benliu... We have absolutely no idea what he said to Foreman Lin afterwards!"

"We can all testify that Master Hu absolutely did not issue such an order!"

These people had clearly been given a coordinated story beforehand, shifting all the blame onto the deceased Wang Benliu.

Upon seeing this, Hu Tiannan sneered.

It just so happens that Wang Benliu and the other two are dead, but even if they hadn't died, Wang Benliu and the others wouldn't have betrayed him.

"It seems that's how things are."

At this moment, Deacon Shen revealed an expression of 'I knew it' and spoke again: "Hall Master Rong, you see, many brothers from Huai Ren Hall can testify. It seems that Wang Ben and the other six were indeed punished for their misconduct. As for whether higher-ups are implicated, there is currently insufficient evidence. In my opinion, it would be better to close this matter here."

"Lin Fusheng, the foreman, is fortunate to have returned safely, which is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. The association will continue to provide him with compensation as before, and may also give him an additional reward. Huai Ren Tang should also acknowledge its lax discipline of its subordinates, and the specific compensation can be negotiated between the two halls. In this way, we can appease Lin Fusheng, maintain harmony within the association, and make it easier for Shen to explain himself when he returns to the main hall."

These words almost reinforced the biased stance once again.

Using excuses such as "insufficient evidence," "personal behavior," and "maintaining harmony," they downplayed Hu Tiannan's suspicions.

Rong Chongming's expression turned cold.

With Deacon Shen now bribed, it will be difficult to bring down Hu Tiannan unless someone of a higher rank intervenes and can keep him in check.

The situation is already very clear.

Whoever controls the head hall representative in charge of this matter, namely Deacon Shen, will have the upper hand in terms of the rules.

Even if it's unfair, within the gang's rules, Steward Shen's mediation opinion carries significant weight.

Rong Chongming felt a sense of suffocation.

Du Zhenyun is dealing with matters at the cotton mill along the river and simply cannot come. All the other bigwigs in the association are busy, so how could he possibly hire someone at the last minute?

What should we do now?

His carefully prepared attack was easily dismissed and dealt with by an "official figure" invited by Hu Tiannan.

The atmosphere inside the gambling den became subtle once again.

Many people looked at Lin Fusheng with more sympathy and helplessness.

Even if the person involved returns alive and produces evidence, it seems that it will still be difficult to get justice in the face of real power and rules.

"If there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

Hu Tiannan's lips curled into a smile as he spoke calmly.

It was at this moment that a commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance.

Many people were looking towards the entrance of the gambling den!