Chapter 378 - 186: Mission Complete
Chapter 378: Chapter 186: Mission Complete
Fang Shuwen looked at his own hands and suddenly started to laugh.
His fist and foot techniques were already first-rate, and now he could both dish out and take a beating.
’Am I developing into some kind of muscle-bound brute?’
But he looked at his figure and saw he hadn’t become a monstrously muscled man.
He still looked rather lean.
If he took off his clothes, one would see that while his muscle definition was clear, it wasn’t overly exaggerated:
’Looks like the system’s rewards are purely practical.’
Fang Shuwen was particularly pleased with this.
He couldn’t imagine what it would be like if he turned into a burly man with bulging, knotted muscles.
When he saw Yu Yaoguang again, would she kick him out of bed?
With a soft chuckle, Fang Shuwen walked right out the door.
He saw Long Qingzhi sitting in front of the door with a tense expression, staring intently at the entrance, afraid someone would come in and disturb Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen was amused.
"Alright, you can stop standing guard. It’s over."
Hearing Fang Shuwen’s voice, Long Qingzhi snapped back to reality, a little surprised.
"That was fast?"
Fang Shuwen mulled it over. ’Why does that sound so wrong?’
He waved his hand dismissively.
"It was just a small breakthrough."
Long Qingzhi saw the curve of Fang Shuwen’s lips and felt that this "small" breakthrough probably wasn’t so small...
They had spent so much time together, traveling across most of the Northern Territory.
Long Qingzhi told herself that she understood Fang Shuwen quite well.
His personality wasn’t rigid or conventional, but he rarely got carried away.
The fact that he could show such a smile meant he was in a great mood, so his gains must have been significant.
Long Qingzhi’s mood brightened as well. She didn’t ask any further, just nodded.
"Let’s go then."
Fang Shuwen nodded and led her out the door.
After calling out to Fang Dabao, he was about to move forward when he suddenly stopped.
His gaze turned toward the road they had come from.
Long Qingzhi wasn’t in a hurry and just stood beside him, waiting quietly.
After a long wait, three figures finally appeared, approaching at a quick pace.
The newcomers were all men. Of the two flanking the center, one looked to be in his thirties, while the other appeared older, over forty.
Their gazes were icy, sabers hung from their waists, and their steps were as sharp as blades.
But Fang Shuwen and Long Qingzhi both recognized the man in the middle.
Zhao Ziying.
It was just that the current Zhao Ziying didn’t look to be in good shape; his face was pale, and his eyes held a hint of despair.
But when those despairing eyes saw Fang Shuwen, they suddenly burst with a brilliant light—the desperate desire to live.
"Brother Fang... save me!!!"
He shouted these four words with all his might.
The two Swordsmen holding him in their grasp looked cautiously at Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen gave a light wave of his hand.
"Hold on, you two."
The two men were surprisingly obedient and immediately stopped.
One of them looked at Fang Shuwen with a cold, harsh gaze.
"Are you planning to interfere in the affairs of the Heaven-Cutting Saber Zhao Clan, friend?"
Fang Shuwen thought for a moment and said:
"I don’t want to interfere in the affairs of the Zhao Clan.
"But I have a history with this man. He insulted me before, and I haven’t settled the score with him yet.
"If your Zhao Clan wants to do something to him, can you let me settle my account with him first?"
Zhao Ziying almost coughed up blood in anger. ’It was just a slip of the tongue! How could he still remember after all this time?’
’I even lent you my saber!’
The two Swordsmen were surprised to hear this. They had assumed the man Zhao Ziying was calling out to for help was a friend, not an enemy he had insulted.
At this thought, the two of them, with a tacit understanding, let go of Zhao Ziying.
"Since you have a grudge against him, sir, you may take your revenge first."
"Just remember to leave him alive... We still need to bring him to see the Sect Leader."
Seeing the two men let go, Zhao Ziying didn’t even think twice and ran to Fang Shuwen’s side.
Having learned his lesson on Celestial Martial Peak, he didn’t duck behind Fang Shuwen but stood shoulder-to-shoulder with him, glaring at the two Swordsmen.
Long Qingzhi let out a PFFT of laughter.
Zhao Ziying glanced at her, puzzled. ’What’s so funny?’
Long Qingzhi just shook her head repeatedly, indicating it was nothing...
Although Zhao Ziying was suspicious, he didn’t press the matter.
He didn’t know that when Long Qingzhi saw his earlier behavior, a certain four-character idiom about a dog abusing its master’s power inexplicably popped into her head.
It was not a flattering term, and she felt it was unfair to Zhao Ziying. After all, back at the Xu Family Manor on Celestial Martial Peak, the Master of the Heartless Order, Jiangshi Niang, had tried to capture Long Qingzhi to threaten Fang Shuwen.
Unaware that Fang Shuwen had left Long Qingzhi with a hidden trump card, Zhao Ziying had fought through his serious injuries to hold Jiangshi Niang off for a while.
He had obviously done it for Fang Shuwen’s sake, but Long Qingzhi still owed him a debt of gratitude.
So, in her mind, she secretly changed the four-character idiom from "a dog abusing its master’s power" to "a fox borrowing the tiger’s might."
Fang Shuwen didn’t have as many little dramas playing out in his head as Long Qingzhi did. Seeing Zhao Ziying approach, he simply said:
"Let’s go."
Zhao Ziying nodded and was about to follow behind Fang Shuwen.
The two Swordsmen’s faces darkened.
"Are you making a fool of us, sir!?"
Fang Shuwen glanced at them.
"What makes you say that?"
"You said you have a grudge against him, that he insulted you."
"That’s right."
Fang Shuwen glanced at Zhao Ziying.
"Am I wrong?"
"Right..."
Zhao Ziying didn’t want to admit it at all, but at this moment, he had no choice but to.
"Then... why don’t you take your revenge?"
As the other Swordsman spoke, a murderous glint was hidden in his eyes.