Martial King’s Retired Life

Book 15: Chapter 81

Fu Dalong held his hands up in a propitious salute. “Do you have any proof that Bu Xusan is nearby?“

Ming Feizhen responded, “You are a wise man, Elder, but you need to do something about your laziness. Do you need proof for a few steps?”

Fu Dalong had no response, while Lian Hua cracked up.

“Old man, your paranoia has finally met its match. Hey, punk, can you really find Bu Xusan?”

Ming Feizhen smiled. “You are quite the man yourself, Boss Lian. Judging from how calm you are, life must be so great that the bounty is not worth your time.”

Lian Hua was about to fly off the handle, but Fu Dalong stopped him and asked, “Brother Ming, do you really have a clue?”

“Whether I have a clue or not, and whether or not he is nearby can be determined in just a short walk. What is the point of these questions?” Ming Feizhen headed to the backyard.

Ling Jialan’s brain lagged for a moment before she followed after Ming Feizhen.

Lian Hua: “Fine. He’s gone anyway, so the bounty is gone. Might as well make the trip with you.”

Fu Dalong followed along without a comment.

Walking besides Ming Feizhen and in front of the other two, Ling Jialan queried, “Do you really have a clue?”

“No.”

“Are you just taking us for a stroll?”

Ming Feizhen smiled. “I have a preference for surrounding and then conquering. That’s why I checked out the surroundings when I first arrived. There’s nothing worth further examination.”

“Bu Xusan is known for his qinggong. Isn’t it normal that he didn’t leave any traces?”

“Under normal circumstances, yes, but we are not under normal circumstances.” Lowering his voice, Ming Feizhen added, “Have you forgotten what condition Bu Xusan is in?”

Ling Jialan stopped to think, then exclaimed, “He’s been poisoned?”

“He is trying to flee whilst injured and poisoned, yet he is supposed to jump over the walls like always without anyone catching on. Boss Lian could’ve caught him or ignored him. To be sure, I checked the injuries of the injured personnel.”

“That’s why you…”

Ling Jialan changed her opinion of Ming Feizhen, who showed no career-driven attitude, desire to train, or any trait of being adept. She now believed he established himself at Liu Shan Men as a competent detective. In saying that, her standards for martial artists were high, so that was just a “wow” level.

“They were injured by a sword, not palm strikes.”

“A sword?” The mere mention of the word “sword” was enough to get Ling Jialan’s attention. “Is he good at swordplay?”

Ming Feizhen nodded after thinking about it. “To use just one’s fingers as a sword and cut internally without damaging the target’s skin, creating the impression that the target merely suffered internal injuries is indicative of a first-rate swordsman.”

“Okay.”

Nobody could’ve been certain what Ling Jialan’s “okay” or her excitement signified for her, but it was pretty much certain that Bu Xusan was going to have an unfortunate experience.

“Relax. Have you forgotten why I checked their injuries?”

“Oh, true. What did you find?”

“Although it’s minor, every single one of them have been poisoned.”

“So Xu Busan is poisoned. We were right… By the way, where were you? Also, how did you find us?”

In a loud voice, Ming Feizhen suddenly said, “He’s hurt bad. He won’t be able to go too far.”

Lian Hua grouched, “You’ve been turning and turning. This is a residential zone. You believe he’d hide here? He left long ago. Where is he?”

Ming Feizhen looked over his shoulder at Lian Hua and chortled. “What can you do even if you know?”

“I’ll rip him apart with my hands when I find him.”

“I’m not so sure Elder Fu would let you have your way. I’m sure he’d capture Bu Xusan first.”

“Mind what you say! Say what you want, but don’t drag this old one down. Brother Ming, we have been walking for a long time. Where is Bu Xusan?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?!” thundered Lian Hua. “You’re saying you don’t know after all this walking?!”

Fu Dalong started to look mad, too. Ling Jialan blanked out.

Ming Feizhen shrugged. “I don’t. You need to ask him,” he said as he pulled open the door to a resident’s home.

Due to the element of surprise, the person on the other door immediately entered a vigilant state and displayed aggression. The brief reaction was a sign to the three that they had found the right spot.

“So you were hiding here! Let’s see where you can run to now!” shouted Lian Hua.

The fact that there was no light in the house was a sign that he wanted to deceive people into thinking there was nobody home. There was no telling if the blood stains on the clothing of the person with their hair covering their face at the table belonged to him or someone else. As soon as he saw the four intruders, he let out a shrill.

“What’s his problem?” questioned Ling Jialan, gripping her sword. “Lian Hua, is he Bu Xusan? Was this how he was when you caught him?”

“He… is, but when I caught him, he was more… like a human.”

As opposed to standing on a stool, Bu Xusan crouched atop it. When he opened his mouth, his teeth were was sharp as some beast’s.

“The jade piece is that poisonous?” muttered Ling Jialan.

Smiling, Ming Feizhen warned, “Don’t get distracted. Finding him and winning are two different things.”

Following a roar, Lian Hua was plastered to the opposite wall before he could react, while Bu Xusan, with blood on the tips of his teeth, replaced him where he stood a split second ago.

Fu Dalong made a move straight away afterwards. Fu Dalong was a specialist at countering, yet he was out of breath in less than twenty exchanges against his younger opponent who only used one hand against him. Bu Xusan laughed hysterically, then uncorked a palm strike. Despite Fu Dalong shielding himself with both arms, he still went reeling over ten metres.

Bu Xusan subsequently turned his attention to Ling Jialan and Ming Feizhen. This time, though, Bu Xusan experienced a different feeling. For a moment, he felt he was the prey.