In the world of martial arts, grind your skill level to become a saint.

Chapter 170 Investigation

"So what is the first option?"

Su Hao nodded slightly and continued to ask.

Now that the problem lies with that painting, the Zhou family should have already come up with a solution.

Whether it will work or not, I don't know, but at least we have to do it first.

"The second option is to hand the painting over to the government. Only the government has the ability to deal with the Nestorian Christians. As for the secrets in the painting, that's beyond our reach."

Zhou Zhengtang said this.

The entire city of Yanshan is now divided into three major forces: the government, two alliances and one fortress, and the Nestorian Church.

Among these forces, the government is naturally the strongest.

The two families, after discussing it, both leaned towards handing the painting over to the government for disposal.

If there is indeed a secret in this painting, then perhaps it can be used to seek protection from the government.

"However, I still plan to secretly send some of my family members away from Yanshan City in batches. This is no longer a place to stay for long—"

Zhou Zhengtang glanced at the silent Su Hao and said, "Brother, if you're going to leave, why don't you come with me? With our abilities, there's nowhere in this vast world we can't find a place for ourselves."

Zhou Zhengtang's eyes were earnest and his tone sincere.

Su Hao fell silent and did not give Zhou Zhengtang an answer.

After thinking for a moment, he slowly shook his head. "Thank you for your care and kindness, Brother Zhou. As you know, I don't like constraints. I yearn for freedom and the martial arts. If I really have to leave one day, then this world will be my destination. So I'm sorry—"

Su Hao ultimately refused the other party's request.

Just as he said and thought, what he cares more about is improving his strength and pursuing the way of martial arts.

For him, family influence was more of a hindrance and a burden.

He certainly remembered Zhou Zhengtang's good intentions, but he did not want to be bound by them.

"Okay, I knew you wouldn't agree—"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhengtang could only shake his head helplessly.

Su Hao's strength is now comparable to his own, and as a copper-skinned martial artist, he has his own means of self-defense.

Therefore, there is no need for them to depend on the Zhou family.

He was just saddened to lose a friend like Su Hao.

After all, people like that aren't easy to come by.

But all good things must come to an end, so he respected Su Hao's decision.

They did not press the matter further.

"However, Brother Zhou, if you decide on a place to leave, please let me know the location so I can pay you a visit another day."

Su Hao said with a smile.

"Definitely!" Zhou Zhengtang nodded as well.

After chatting for a while, Su Hao bid farewell to Zhou Zhengtang and got up to leave.

After returning to his residence, Su Hao did not delay any longer and began to disguise himself and change his appearance, preparing to stake out the Fuquan Restaurant.

Five days later, as he had agreed with Master Liu, Liu Jun would likely meet at the Fuquan Restaurant, perhaps with other people, and most likely members of the Eight Great Families of the Inner City.

Therefore, he needs to go and stake out the location in advance to observe in a timely manner.

About 15 minutes.

Su Hao stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the middle-aged man in the mirror who had an ordinary appearance, some wrinkles, and a somewhat sinister look in his eyes, and nodded slightly.

This is the effect of his disguise.

Su Hao attached the prepared beard to his temples, lips, and chin, instantly making him look more weathered and giving him a more江湖人 (jianghu person, meaning someone from the martial arts world) feel.

After doing all this, Su Hao took a long knife, put on a bamboo hat, and went out to Fuquan Restaurant.

As one of the liveliest places in Hongqiao Town, Fuquan Restaurant is always bustling with people and brightly lit every night.

As Su Hao walked through the bustling restaurant entrance, his gaze inadvertently swept over the passersby.

Meanwhile, I found a window seat on the second floor, ordered a table full of dishes, and slowly observed the surroundings.

"Master Liu asked me to follow Liu Jun, most likely because someone wants to harm her. This woman is truly stubborn—"

Su Hao ate his food, thinking to himself.

He didn't expect that after the last incident, the other party still wouldn't learn their lesson and would continue to do as they pleased.

This is bound to cause trouble sooner or later!

Ok?

Su Hao paused, his chopsticks snapping, his gaze fixed on the entrance of Fuquan Restaurant.

There was a familiar figure there, following several burly young men into the restaurant.

"Tang Huang?"

Su Hao's eyes turned cold.

I never expected to run into this guy tonight.

"Could it be that he still has contact with Liu Jun?"

Su Hao frowned slightly, pondering to himself.

Since the last time Tang Huang and Liu Jun ambushed him, he has not seen this guy at Fuquan Restaurant again.

He remembered that the other party had joined the Tetsu-i Dokan in Ishibashi-cho, which was even the arch-rival of the Yueshan Fist, and the two dokans had a long-standing feud.

Instead of staying in his Ishibashi Town, this guy has gone to Fukusen Restaurant in Akaibashi Town. What is he trying to do?

It's definitely not as simple as just eating a meal.

Su Hao silently withdrew his gaze, watching out of the corner of his eye as these people went upstairs and entered a private room called "Tianzi No. 1".

He did not get up, but waited quietly.

He only stood up and called out to a waiter when he saw him hurrying upstairs.

"Sir! Is there anything you need me to do?"

The shopkeeper gripped the cloth tightly in his hand, as if afraid of offending the seemingly unapproachable figure in the martial arts world before him.

"You're very lucky; you've landed a big deal today."

Su Hao spoke softly, his voice hoarse, as he took out a piece of silver from his pocket and slowly placed it on the table.

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"Sir, your braised duck heads, braised beef, and the finest Shaoxing wine are here!"

The waiter carefully placed the wine and dishes on the table. As he poured wine for Su Hao, a small note slipped out and was quietly slipped into Su Hao's sleeve without him noticing.

"Alright, you may leave."

Su Hao waved his hand.

"Yes, sir!"

The waiter nodded repeatedly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, Lian Wang withdrew.

Su Hao picked up the wine bowl, took a big bite of braised beef, and swallowed it down with the wine.

"Tomorrow night—the restaurant, Mubai—the inner city—"

Su Hao looked down at the note in his hand, which contained only a few sparse words.

This was something he specifically instructed the waiter to write down everything he heard when he went in to serve the dishes.

Moreover, you only need to pick the important words.

"Mu Bai—could this guy be involved too?"

Su Hao frowned slightly.

Although it is unknown whether this matter is really related to Mu Bai and the others.

But since Tang Huang mentioned Mu Bai here, it must not be without reason.

However, the presence of these people surprised Su Hao somewhat.

He had never heard of any grudges or conflicts between Mu Bai and Liu Jun before. Now, due to the influence of the situation in the city, these disciples who belong to the inner city are also quite distant from Yue Shan Boxing Hall.

But surely it wouldn't be so drastic as to turn around and attack one's own fellow disciples or one's own master's daughter?