Chapter 49: Reporting
To be honest, Chen Shun’an had no absolute certainty that Ah Hua was the culprit who secretly harmed him.
Insufficient evidence.
But…
In our Sacred Dynasty, we don’t talk about evidence, only strength.
I suspect you, and my strength is greater than yours, that’s enough.
All insufficient evidence will make way for my strength.
Chen Shun’an merely tested the waters by throwing out a brick, and naturally, a dog got hit and yelped in pain.
Now seeing this, Chen Mou was right, you Ah Hua are indeed a treacherous, two-faced villain!
The world is declining, the young generation nowadays is worse than the last, they’ve almost forgotten benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust!
After Ah Hua, Shopkeeper Xiang, and Zhuang Kun entered the room, they did not come out again.
Fine wine and delicacies were served into the room like flowing water, it seemed it wouldn’t end for a while.
Seeing this, Chen Shun’an leaped up, lightly stepping a few times on the tower’s relief carvings to dissipate the force, then plummeted over ten zhang in height.
Finally, like a swallow skimming through the air, he skimmed close to the ground, flashing away like the wind toward the distance.
Chen Shun’an prepared to employ the ‘reporting technique’.
He would report this matter to Shopkeeper Li and Landlord Zhao.
For his own selfish interests, Ah Hua not only secretly harmed a senior, but also colluded with the Pounding House.
This was not merely Chen Shun’an’s personal affair, but a major matter concerning the rules of the water stations!
If this trend continues, brothers will suspect each other, and the stations will grow divided… this is digging at the roots of the water delivery trade!
Wuqing County was prosperous, and though the night was deep, there were still pedestrians on the streets, yet no one noticed a figure flashing past like a shooting star chasing lightning.
Soon, Chen Shun’an arrived at Shopkeeper Li’s residence.
A second courtyard, with a loquat tree in front and a small bamboo grove behind, secluded amid the bustle, quite fitting for Shopkeeper Li’s status.
A knock sounded, and soon rustling noises came from behind the door.
“Old Chen, why are you here?”
At this hour, Shopkeeper Li had been fanning himself in the courtyard to enjoy the cool air, and now seeing Chen Shun’an, his face showed surprise.
“Come, come, perfect timing, well-fermented woven jasmine tea, you old boy are in luck, what a treat!”
Shopkeeper Li pulled Chen Shun’an’s arm toward the courtyard.
In the courtyard was a small table with a teapot and tea bowls, and folding stools.
Shopkeeper Li went to fetch another folding stool.
His attitude toward Chen Shun’an was far more enthusiastic than before.
In fact, regarding Chen Shun’an’s breakthrough, Shopkeeper Li was probably the happiest among everyone.
No other reason: bound interests.
Lin Shou Zhuo had an outstanding record and brilliant achievements; sooner or later, the landlord would grant him a True Cultivation Manual to help him break through to first-rate.
At that time, a mere Turbid Water Well could no longer hold him.
He would surely be transferred to a Fresh Water Well, or even the Freshwater Ancient Well, to do other errands.
Then, Chen Shun’an, who practiced superior martial arts《 Meat Flying Immortal》, with exceptional lightness skill yet exhausted potential, would be the perfect ‘Xiantian water delivery saint body’.
The best signboard after Lin Shou Zhuo left!
The older generation had Chen Shun’an and others as the foundation.
The younger generation had Ah Hua, bold and aggressive, fresh blood.
That vibrant energy, the realm of all things thriving, was still vivid in memory!!
“Shopkeeper Li, I have serious business to report.”
Chen Shun’an stopped and spoke gravely.
Sensing Chen Shun’an’s serious demeanor, Shopkeeper Li inexplicably felt a jolt in his heart, a bad premonition rising.
Sure enough, after hearing Chen Shun’an’s account, he immediately cried out in shock,
“What? Such a thing happened?!”
In the bedroom, a child woke up startled, and a woman quickly soothed him back to sleep with gentle words.
Shopkeeper Li immediately lowered his voice, his face as dark as water,
“Old Chen, this is no joking matter, it could harm the harmony among brothers…”
Chen Shun’an said nothing, merely taking out the deer antler mixed with poison.
“True or false, one look at Wanlong Pounding House will tell.”
Shopkeeper Li fell silent for a moment, but deep down he already believed most of it.
Because the one saying this was Old Chen, Chen Shun’an.
He closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, quickly suppressing the annoyance, regret, anger, frustration, and other negative emotions in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, they were cold and steely.
“We’ll split up: you go find Instructor Lin, have him borrow some second-rate experts from the brother water stations left and right! I’ll go find the landlord!”
“This traitorous tumor Ah Hua must be removed! And his collusion with the Pounding House seems to be our opportunity as well…”
A cold glint flashed in Shopkeeper Li’s eyes, like a fox that had long hunted under the moonlight finally spotting prey.
……
“Come, Brother Ah Hua, we didn’t know each other before but fought, drink this cup, and let’s bury the hatchet with a laugh!”
At Wanlong Pounding House, Zhuang Kun stood up to toast Ah Hua.
Ah Hua’s temperament was not yet fully cultivated; his face was tense, still dwelling on their clash a few days ago.
But one doesn’t hit a smiling face, and with a favor to ask of Wanlong Pounding House, Ah Hua had no choice but to drink.
“I wonder when Shopkeeper Xiang plans to act? Tonight, Chen Shun’an must die! Otherwise, my dad and I won’t be able to rest or eat in peace!”
Ah Hua had no appetite for the big fish and meat on the table, urging repeatedly.
Dad?
Zhuang Kun and Shopkeeper Xiang’s expressions turned odd.
Shopkeeper Xiang poured Ah Hua a cup of wine and asked,
“I’ve already ordered men to be gathered… By the way, Brother Ah Hua, what is the origin of your Li Tan Banner, how do you activate it, and what are its effects? Why not demonstrate for us?”
“Yes, yes! We ordinary mortals rarely encounter such immortal fate, and the night is still young, Brother Ah Hua, why not show us a move?”
Zhuang Kun licked his cracked lips.
His Altar Suppressing Wood lacked a Li Soul Banner, making it feel incomplete.
Ah Hua had no choice but to explain: “This banner was passed down from my ancestors. It’s said to be from the Tiger Hill area’s Nuo Opera for exorcising ghosts and sacrificing to masterless souls; it only needs to be fed with qi and blood…”
Shopkeeper Xiang and Zhuang Kun listened very intently.
But soon, a faint clattering sound came from outside, like a bamboo basket or back basket being knocked over.
On this sweltering rainless night, even heaven and earth seemed drenched in sweat, making one quite irritable.
At first hearing the sound, Zhuang Kun slammed the table, stood up angrily, and was about to head outside.
Shopkeeper Xiang stopped him, saying coldly,
“Where are you going? I’ll check…”
With that, Shopkeeper Xiang hurried out in two strides instead of three, pushed open the window, and looked outside.
The moonlight was bleak, pine tree shadows swayed, no one around.
But when Shopkeeper Xiang looked toward the shopfront, he immediately sensed something wrong.
The lantern swayed, but where were the shadows of people?
Oh no!
Shopkeeper Xiang’s face changed drastically as he drew back.
Then came a ‘crack’ like an explosion.
A gray figure leaped down from the eaves, qi and blood surging in his arms, lantern pants flapping wildly, a terrifying fist force crushing down.
“Lin Shou Zhuo?!”
Seeing the attacker, Shopkeeper Xiang’s pupils contracted sharply, hastily shielding his face.
Puff!
Shopkeeper Xiang felt as if rammed by a primordial beast; a terrifying surging force exploded along his arm bones and shoulders, devastating through his entire body.
Just one move, and Shopkeeper Xiang’s bones were shattered in countless places.
With each step back, he spat a mouthful of blood.
Retreating seven steps, his face was ashen as gold paper, his breath weak, legs trembling!
Lin Shou Zhuo crouched on the window like an ape, left hand propping the wall, right hand hanging down.
He expressionlessly glanced inside, spotting the panicked Ah Hua.
Lin Shou Zhuo sighed and said,
“Ah Hua, I didn’t expect… it really was you.”
Ah Hua hurriedly said: “Instructor Lin, hear me out!”
“Lin Shou Zhuo!”
Shopkeeper Xiang suppressed his churning qi and blood, shouting sternly,
“This is our Wanlong Pounding House, how dare you barge in alone?!”
“Not so.”
Lin Shou Zhuo waved his hand, and torches lit up behind him one by one.
The courtyard was somehow filled with figures; the crackling bright light illuminated their faces in flickering shadows.
Lin Shou Zhuo said: “This is coming with full force.”
Chen Shun’an stood in the crowd, unremarkable and low-profile, holding a torch in his left hand.
In his right hand, he gripped a Gold Coin Dart, gleaming coldly.
