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Li Jitong came out of the house with a very unpleasant expression.

Seeing this, Zheng Xuan knew that Li Jitong was angry. As for why he was angry, Zheng Xuan could guess that the reason why the court ordered the search for the two corpses was most likely because the foreigners were behind it.

After spending time with Li Jitong, Zheng Xuan had a very clear understanding of what kind of person he was.

This is a chivalrous person full of passion and patriotism.

"Walk!"

Li Jitong didn't explain much, but simply took Zheng Xuan and Zhou Xun to the dock, boarded a boat, and left the body retrieval team.

The small boat left the dock and entered the Haihe River. At this time, no one could eavesdrop. Li Jitong said, "This time, it was the foreigners who asked us to find those two corpses. The county magistrate has already accepted the foreigners' bribes. Recently, the Tianjin patrol battalion will help block the Haihe River, and any passing ships will be randomly inspected."

At this point, Li Jitong said bitterly, "It's laughable that I, a proud Chinese man, have become a lackey of foreign devils. All these high-ranking officials in the government only want to be bloated, fat parasites on the nation!"

"Master..."

Zhou Xun was terrified. Slandering the imperial court was a serious crime. If this had happened during the reigns of Kangxi, Qianlong, and Yongzheng, it might have been a literary inquisition, punishable by beheading. Although the regulations were not as strict now, people dared not speak recklessly!

"Master, be careful what you say!"

Zheng Xuan then reminded Li Jitong, who took a breath and said, "I was so angry with them that I lost my mind."

As they were talking, Li Jitong looked at Zheng Xuan and asked, "Xuan, what do you think we should do now?"

Zheng Xuan said, "As long as we don't get involved in this matter, it won't affect us. We can just continue living our lives as usual."

Zhou Xun nodded upon hearing this, agreeing with Zheng Xuan's assessment.

Upon hearing this, Li Jitong calmed down, but a surge of anger welled up inside him, and he gritted his teeth: "The imperial court has lost its backbone, and even foreign dogs can ride on our heads and shit on us!"

Seeing Li Jitong like this, Zheng Xuan also felt a pang of emotion. The Great Jing Dynasty was a useless dynasty. The mighty China had become fish on the chopping block of foreigners!

Under the circumstances, an individual's strength is insignificant.

However, Zheng Xuan knew that China would gradually emerge from its predicament in the future, so he could not give up even if there was only a small hope, because a single spark can start a prairie fire.

Zheng Xuan and his two companions cruised along the Haihe River, pretending to be salvaging something. During this time, they saw patrol team members patrolling the Haihe River, as well as foreign ironclad ships moored on the river.

On the shore, there were even constables from the government patrolling. In order to cover up the foreigners' crimes, they actually mobilized the entire force of Nanjinmen.

Han Chinese are treated like dogs by foreigners.

The boats were rowing and cruising until nightfall. Zheng Xuan was already tired and was thinking of going home to rest, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at Li Jitong's head and he froze.

Because he actually saw a blue exclamation mark on Li Jitong's head!

An opportunity!

Zheng Xuan was stunned. There was nothing like this during the day, so why did an opportunity suddenly appear in his mind at night?

Moreover, it's a rare blue-level opportunity.

Zheng Xuan thought for a moment, then looked at Li Jitong, and then pretended to step forward and touch Li Jitong directly.

The trigger condition for an opportunity is contact with the target.

[Touch the target, and opportunity will arise.]

[Opportunity Name: Patriotic Hero]

[Scene Description: The Great Jing Dynasty is corrupt, its officials are incompetent, it faces internal and external troubles, and foreigners oppress it. However, the backbone of China cannot be broken. With the court inactive, the people will rise up in resistance!]

Tonight, Li Jitong will be invited by Song Jin'ao to help escort Wen Mofang to Shandong. Both Wen Mofang and Song Jin'ao are members of the Baoguo Society; befriending them will bring them assistance!

Zheng Xuan looked at the opportunity prompt.

Song Jin'ao and Wen Mofang—these two names sound familiar.

Song Jin'ao, isn't this Li Jitong's friend in the martial arts world, a seventh-rank martial artist?

He was also the guarantor among the three masters who introduced him to his master on the day he became an apprentice.

A martial artist who has mastered the Transformation Realm, that's a big shot.

And then there's Wen Mofang. Zheng Xuan thought for a moment and remembered the name. His beloved Erdan had mentioned it to him. Wasn't that the doctor Wen from the medical profession, the Uncle Wen who helped Erdan escape from the foreigners' den?

How did he get involved with Song Jin'ao? And what kind of organization is this Baoguo Society?

Zheng Xuan was overwhelmed by so much information and needed time to process it.

Thinking this, they returned to the shore and went home. Zheng Xuan had something on his mind, so after having dinner at the fisherwoman's place, he told her to rest well while he went out.

They didn't run far, but went straight to their master Li Jitong's house.

Zheng Xuan had a key to his master's house because he had to go to the ancestral hall to clean it every morning and evening. After entering his master's house, Zheng Xuan went into the ancestral hall.

They encountered Zhou Xun along the way. Seeing that Zheng Xuan was still cleaning the ancestral hall so late, Zhou Xun remarked that his heart was sincere, and then went back to his back room to sleep.

Nothing much happened for the first half of the night, until the second half, when suddenly a person jumped in from outside the courtyard.

That's right, it was a jump. Zheng Xuan could see it clearly from the ancestral hall. He saw a person jump directly in from outside, land silently, then go around to the gate and open it.

Then a person wearing a black hood walked in.

The person who jumped in took off his hood and carefully closed the courtyard gate.

Then they walked towards the house. Zheng Xuan had already blown out the candles in the Ancestral Hall and held his breath, using his water lung skill to breathe through his skin. At this moment, the moonlight shone down and shone directly on their faces.

The leader was indeed Song Jin'ao.

Song Jin'ao found Li Jitong's room familiarly and knocked gently on the door: "Brother Jitong."

"Who?"

Li Jitong's voice came from inside the house.

"I am Jin'ao."

Upon hearing this, Li Jitong said, "Wait for me."

Then they heard the rustling sound of clothes being put on inside the house. Immediately afterwards, they saw Li Jitong carrying a kerosene lamp to the door. He opened the door and saw Song Jin'ao, and the hooded man behind him.

"Jin'ao, what are you doing so late?"

"Brother Ji Tong, I've come to ask for your help."

Upon hearing this, Li Jitong asked, "Want some help?"

He glanced at the hooded man and then said, "Come in."

He quickly ushered the hooded man into the house, and Song Jin'ao also entered the house at that moment.

Inside the room, there was a kerosene lamp and three people. Zheng Xuan carefully came out, trying not to make a sound, and came to the base of his master's wall. He held his breath and listened to the voices inside.

"Jin Ao, what's wrong?"

Li Jitong asked, and Song Jin'ao looked at Li Jitong and said, "Brother Jitong, I was forced into this situation, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you for help."

"Come on, let me introduce you to someone first."

Song Jin'ao then gestured for the hooded man to remove his hood, and a face was revealed the next moment. Li Jitong was stunned when he saw the face and asked, "You're not dead?"