Chapter 370 - 183: Upholding Justice (Part 3)
Chapter 370: Chapter 183: Upholding Justice (Part 3)
Leaving at a time like this would be a dead giveaway of a guilty conscience.
And waiting for them would be Fang Shuwen’s iron fist.
So even the members of the Celestial Eagle Alliance didn’t dare to slip away.
But they were far from well. They watched everything unfold, powerless to stop it, suffering an agony like being slow-roasted over a low flame. A cold sweat broke out on each of them.
Yet they didn’t even dare to wipe it away...
...for fear of drawing attention and being exposed.
After another moment, Fang Shuwen finally released ’A Line’.
Cheng Shile looked as if he had just been fished out of the water. The way he looked at Fang Shuwen was as if he were staring at a reincarnated Demon God.
Fang Shuwen’s voice was heard asking:
"Are any of your companions here?"
Cheng Shile took a deep breath, then suddenly pointed a finger at one of the men.
"It’s him..."
"You!!"
Chen Guangzhou seemed shocked that Cheng Shile had actually sold him out.
All hope of getting lucky vanished instantly. He pushed off with his feet, about to flee.
But Fang Shuwen reached out and grabbed, and it was as if an invisible hand had seized Chen Guangzhou, pulling him directly into Fang Shuwen’s grasp.
Fang Shuwen didn’t kill him. Instead, he forced him down next to Cheng Shile, making him kneel as well.
"Since Cheng Shile enjoys being a witness, I’ll find you a companion."
"Now we have two witnesses... Everyone, I intend to continue. What do you think?"
"We’ll do whatever Hero Fang commands!!"
It was unclear who shouted it first.
But the crowd immediately echoed the sentiment.
Fang Shuwen said no more, simply stating the description of another person.
Everyone in the crowd searched, quickly finding a group of people who matched the description for Cheng Shile to choose from.
Cheng Shile bit his lip so hard it bled, but in the end, he could only point.
Chen Guangzhou flew into a rage, wanting to break free of Fang Shuwen’s hold and cut Cheng Shile down.
But in the next moment, Fang Shuwen had planted ’A Line’ in him as well.
After capturing the third person, Fang Shuwen continued... followed by the fourth, the fifth, the tenth...
Every person he captured was forced to kneel in a row, and Fang Shuwen planted ’A Line’ in each of them.
Hoping for a quick death, they all cooperated.
After more than thirty people were kneeling, the Celestial Eagle Alliance disciples hidden in the crowd finally understood there was no hope of escape today.
Suddenly, someone shouted:
"Split up and run!!!"
The remaining dozens of people immediately shot up from various corners of the crowd.
But Fang Shuwen was not surprised at all.
He spun on his heel, his body moving like a flash of lightning, and vanished from his spot in an instant.
THUD THUD THUD, THUD THUD THUD!
His figure weaved through them, his speed like lightning. In the blink of an eye, more than ten corpses lay around Cheng Shile and the others.
He had done this to prevent any mistakes; he would still have to compare their features later to ensure not a single person had escaped.
The people of the Northern Domain Martial World naturally knew that this group were all spies for the Celestial Eagle Alliance.
Without waiting for Fang Shuwen’s command, they took action, intercepting the fleeing spies.
And as they were tangled up with the Northern Domain crowd, Fang Shuwen struck them down one by one.
After gathering the bodies, Fang Shuwen counted them one by one and found that one person was missing.
He described the missing person’s features, had Cheng Shile and the others confirm, and finally dragged the last member of the Celestial Eagle Alliance out of the crowd.
The moment the man spoke, Fang Shuwen recognized his voice.
This was the one who had told them to "split up and run." While all the others had scattered, he had hidden himself in the crowd.
If Fang Shuwen had known just a little less about them, if he hadn’t been paying attention to the body count, the man might very well have blended into the Northern Domain crowd and escaped this slaughter.
Unfortunately for him, he had underestimated Fang Shuwen’s meticulousness, and he had underestimated Fang Shuwen’s determination to slaughter every last one of them.
The number of Celestial Eagle Alliance spies who came to the Northern Domain, excluding the man in the bamboo hat, totaled seventy-three.
Thirty-four were kneeling here, and beside them lay thirty-nine corpses.
Fang Shuwen’s gaze fell silently upon them, then shifted to Zhao Ziying.
"Lend me your saber."
Without a second thought, Zhao Ziying flung his Horizontal Saber to Fang Shuwen. But after tossing it, he couldn’t help but ask:
"Do you even know how to use that? Don’t you go chipping my blade."
He was especially puzzled seeing that Fang Shuwen already carried a sword—that Black Sword... ’If I remember correctly, it should be the Soldier-Devouring Sword, the personal weapon of the Residual Snow Black Sword.’
’Why isn’t this guy using his sword? Why borrow a saber from me?’
Fang Shuwen glanced at him.
"About how you were cursing me out earlier..."
"No problem! Use it as you please! If the blade gets chipped, I’ll just get a new one."
Zhao Ziying answered decisively, not even giving Fang Shuwen a chance to finish his sentence.
Fang Shuwen smiled faintly. But when he turned back, the smile vanished from his eyes. He drew the Horizontal Saber and began to walk, speaking as he went.
"I may not have known the villagers of Huxia Village..."
"But I have always believed that those who walk the Jianghu must know what to do and what not to do."
"I don’t blame you for framing me. The world is full of schemes and plots. If my skills were inferior, my death would have been deserved."
"But... you should not have laid such a vicious hand on unarmed, ordinary people."
"Furthermore, this incident has shown me that since I possess these Martial Arts, I don’t mind delivering justice for this senseless disaster they suffered."
As he finished speaking, he reached Cheng Shile. With a flash of the saber, a head flew high into the air.
Fang Shuwen didn’t stop walking, and the blade in his hand didn’t stop moving.
One step, one head. Thirty-four steps later, thirty-four heads littered the ground.
After all this was done, Fang Shuwen flicked the blood from the blade, sheathed it, and handed it back to Zhao Ziying.
"Satisfying!"
He had no connection to the people of that village. Avenging them was simply a matter of achieving a clear and untroubled mind.
Now that these butchers had all died miserably by his blade, an indescribable sense of clarity filled his heart.
Tang Lie, who was gathered with the members of the Huiwu Sect, suddenly stepped forward and clasped his fists.
"Thank you, Hero Fang, for bringing justice to those innocent villagers!!!"