bookbashuk Chapter 37 First Label, Then Take Sides
Chapter 37 First Label, Then Take Sides
Quan Guanqing, who looked like a Confucian scholar, stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Weng Wuyan, adopting a very humble posture: "Elder Weng, you flatter me. I dare not accept your good advice, but I have some shallow and clumsy opinions. Please correct me if I am wrong."
"At this point, what are you waiting for! Just say it!" Luo Yuanzhi urged impatiently.
Quan Guanqing smiled slightly, not annoyed at all. He straightened up and said, "Since the business has not yet been exposed, if we want to survive, there is only one plan: to strike first and intercept and kill Russell outside Luoyang City."
"I thought you'd come up with something good after all this time, but this is all I've got." Luo Yuanzhi sneered, mocking, "Anyone can talk big, everyone knows killing Russell would solve everything, but the key question is, who can kill him? Can you, Chief Quan?"
Quan Guanqing's expression remained unchanged; he simply smiled calmly and said, "What Chief Luo says is absolutely right. We alone are naturally no match for that fiend, but what if we gather the entire power of the martial world to annihilate him?"
Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.
Weng Wuyan paused slightly as he smoked his pipe, his cloudy eyes turning to Quan Guanqing. He knew that with this man's shrewd nature, he wouldn't speak without a reason. He slowly exhaled a smoke ring and, on behalf of everyone, said, "Chief Quan, don't keep us in suspense. Just say what you have to say."
"I was reckless," Quan Guanqing said sincerely, bowing his head in apology.
This leader of the Beggars' Sect is no ordinary person. He has made an indispensable contribution to the Beggars' Sect's business, which has now spread to the four kingdoms of Song, Liao, Xia, and Li.
Quan Guanqing continued, "Now, the world has witnessed Russell's massacre of the Beggars' Sect disciples. Most people think he is a ruthless killer, but few know the reasons behind it. Since that's the case, why not pin the human trafficking on him?"
"Tell me, many branches of my Beggars' Sect suffered this calamity precisely because they saw through this man's treacherous schemes, making him a public enemy of the martial world. At that time, in the name of the Beggars' Sect, we will issue a call to arms to all martial arts heroes, summoning them to take his life. With the Beggars' Sect's century-old reputation and prestige, and its adherence to the righteous path of the martial world, who would dare disbelieve us? Who would not respond?"
"Wonderful!" He Xiangwan couldn't help but clap her hands in praise.
These words were like a wake-up call, and everyone present immediately praised them.
The Beggars' Sect is a century-old sect, and its prestige goes without saying. If they act in this way, Russell will be unable to defend himself and will be condemned by everyone!
In this way, they don't even need to lift a finger; countless martial arts heroes who want to make a name for themselves or are genuinely chivalrous will come looking for trouble for him!
No matter how high his martial arts skills are, can he possibly be an enemy of the entire martial arts world?
When that time comes, they can rest easy and even use the pretext of investigating accomplices and cleaning up their own ranks to properly deal with the remaining disciples who might leak information.
With no one left to testify, the matter was completely covered up.
Seeing that everyone was interested, Quan Guanqing pressed his advantage, saying, "Since that's the case, we still need to think of a frightening nickname for him... How about 'Bloody Hand Butcher'?"
Weng Wuyan tapped his pipe lightly on the table and laughed: "Let's do it the way Chief Quan said. You are in full charge of this matter. Make sure it's done well. Use whatever money and manpower you need."
"I will obey Elder Weng's command!" Quan Guanqing bowed and accepted the order, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.
That afternoon, news about the Blood-Handed Butcher spread rapidly through various channels in the name of the Luoyang Beggars' Sect headquarters, like a plague.
As for Bloodhand Butcher himself, he was currently considering what to eat for lunch...
At the foot of Leigu Mountain, the river, like a jade ribbon, flows gently, and the grass on the banks is lush and green.
Russell was sitting by the campfire, pondering whether to grill fish or prepare dry rations, when he suddenly sneezed loudly without warning.
Mu Wanqing, who was whittling wooden sticks with a knife, turned her head when she heard the sound.
"Did you catch a cold?" she asked considerately.
Russell rubbed his nose, frowned slightly, and shook his head: "That shouldn't be the case."
Although the Beggars' Sect leaders weren't very skilled, even a small mosquito is still a piece of meat.
With his current physical condition, he could stay in the freezing cold from morning till night without any problems, so how could he catch a cold so easily?
Just now, he suddenly had a bad feeling, as if he was being talked about by a lot of people.
I guess some blind fool is cursing him behind his back again.
But none of that matters. Leigu Mountain is just around the corner, and he'll be able to see his beloved senior brother, who has been longing for him, by tonight at the latest.
He was fed so much by those oddballs in the Beggars' Sect that they were practically dripping with oil. He couldn't even imagine how powerful he would become once he merged with Wu Yazi's seventy years of internal energy, which shared the same origin as his own.
Just thinking about it makes one... uh, makes one's inner energy restless.
"When we get there, wait for me downstairs. I'll go see my senior brother and then bring you up," Russell instructed Mu Wanqing and Zhou Cailing after a simple lunch.
The two women nodded in agreement, and Russell, without further delay, plunged into the lush valley of Leigu Mountain.
Ancient pines are scattered throughout the valley, and when the mountain wind blows, the pines rustle like waves on a blue sea.
Following the faint path to the end of the valley, a bright and open space suddenly appeared before us. Three wooden houses stood quietly, with a tall pine tree in front of them like a canopy. Under the tree, beside a large blue stone chessboard, sat a thin old man, deep in thought, completely absorbed in the unfinished game.
It wasn't until Russell's shadow fell onto the chessboard that the old man suddenly realized what was happening. He looked up and saw a strange young man. His brows immediately furrowed, and he waved impatiently, signaling him to leave and not disturb him.
Russell ignored him, placed a hand on his shoulder, and said loudly, "Second Senior Brother, your junior brother Russell has come here to find you on Master's orders!"
The sound echoed through the valley. Su Xinghe stood there, stunned, wondering who Russell's second senior brother and master were.
Before he could ask a question, Wu Yazi's voice rang out from inside the wooden house: "You call me Second Senior Brother, are you Master's newly accepted disciple?"
"Indeed." Russell walked straight to the wooden house and said with a smile, "Junior Brother has come all the way from Dali, and you've come in now."
"Wait a minute." Wu Yazi stopped Luo Su and said, "Since you are junior brother, take a look at the chess game that your senior brother has set up."
"Fine." Russell shrugged. He didn't care. Su Xinghe couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. Once he met Wu Yazi, he would probably be able to fool him into a state of utter disarray with the plus version of the Northern Darkness Divine Art.
But who told him to be so impressed with the other person's skills? You're obligated to help someone who's paid you, so he had to give them face.
"Nephew, don't just stand there," Russell walked to the opposite side of the giant stone chessboard, sat down with an air of authority, casually picked up a white piece, and invited, "Come, let's play a game of chess."
Su Xinghe didn't reply. He glanced in the direction of his master's wooden house, and after receiving tacit approval, he smiled awkwardly and sat down as instructed.