King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 170: Chapter 116: Investigating Jianghu Mysteries: Shi Feiyang Solves the Sect Leader’s Disappearance (Part 3)

In the corner of the room, there stood an antique bookshelf, made of sandalwood, exuding a faint fragrance.

The bookshelf was filled with various books: martial arts manuals with old covers that spoke of the ravages of time; classical ancient texts with yellowed pages, chronicling the wisdom of bygone eras; and some mysterious Jianghu novels that added a touch of mystique to the martial arts-themed attic.

By the window, there was a low table, upon which lay a zither, the body of it as black as ink, with strings shimmering faintly.

Beside the zither were several petite tea cups, adorned with exquisite floral and avian motifs, brightly colored and vividly lively.

Shi Feiyang stepped into the bathing room, greeted by the warm steam that slowly dispelled his weariness.

After bathing, Shi Feiyang donned a dark robe, the fine fabric fluttering slightly in the breeze, accentuating his upright stature and exuding a chivalrous aura. His every move conveyed steadiness and confidence, and his gestures emanated the essence of leadership.

He stood by the window, where the beautifully carved latticework allowed him a full view of the bustling streets outside.

The lights gradually dimmed, yet voices still clamored in the street.

In the distance, the night view of Jinan Prefecture unfurled like a slowly unrolling ink painting, with ancient buildings arranged in a pleasant disorder, lights twinkling like stars, adorning the ancient city’s tranquility. Shi Feiyang’s gaze darted through the crowd like an eagle’s, his deep eyes occasionally flickering with thoughts, as if searching for hidden dangers or recalling the day’s experiences, those thrilling battles and mysteries swirling continually in his mind.

A gentle breeze toyed with his hair, producing a slight ”soughing” sound.

At this moment, the heroes, having bathed and dressed, began to gather in Shi Feiyang’s attic.

Gong Simeng, with her meticulous nature, walked over to the tea table and began brewing tea.

Her skills were proficient, her movements soft, as she picked up the teapot and poured boiling water slowly into the purple clay pot, where it sizzled upon meeting the tea leaves, and the fragrance of the tea quickly filled the air. She gently swayed the purple clay pot, allowing the tea leaves to unfurl fully, then poured the tea into the delicate tea cups, serving the heroes with elegance and natural grace.

Shi Feiyang looked warmly at Lie Quan, his face breaking into a genuine smile, like the warm sun of spring, comforting to the heart.

He raised his hand, tender yet firm, gently patting Lie Quan’s shoulder, and said, ”Elder Lie, thanks to your dedicated management, our Shandong Sub-Branch has developed rapidly and remained so stable. Now, come south with me and continue to create great achievements together.”

Shi Feiyang’s voice was steady and infectious, each word seeming to carry the power to inspire.

Upon hearing this, Lie Quan’s eyes brimmed slightly with tears, his emotional state plain to see.

He was a man of deep emotions and unyielding loyalty towards Shi Feiyang and the Heroic Sakura Association. Immediately, he knelt on one knee, his right fist clenched against his left chest, a brisk and fluid motion, his eyes full of ardent allegiance and gratitude, as he said, ”Honored by the Grand Squad Leader’s trust, I am willing to serve to the best of my abilities, even unto death!” His voice was resolute and loud, echoing within the attic.

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, his movements steady and solemn.

Then he turned his gaze to Jin Liufu and Xie Wen, his eyes filled with care and trust.

He slightly turned his body towards them and said, ”Brother Jin, Brother Xie, the important task of escorting Xiang Kun can only be entrusted to you two and Elder Lie. When you reach Suzhou Prefecture, be sure to find a quiet and elegant residence to properly settle Brother Xiang. Also, the preparation of the relocation banquet must not be taken lightly; make it lively and grand to let the heroes of Jiangnan Martial Arts community feel the sincerity and strength of our Heroic Sakura Association.”

When Shi Feiyang spoke, his tone was sincere, and his eyes revealed his high trust in the two.

Jin Liufu and Xie Wen exchanged a glance; both were straightforward and righteous people who always executed Shi Feiyang’s orders without question.

They clasped their fists, inclined their bodies forward, and responded respectfully in unison, ”The Grand Squad Leader can rest assured that we will do our utmost to live up to the task bestowed upon us!” Their voices were loud and firm, filled with a sense of mission.

After the others received their orders and withdrew, Shi Feiyang slowly turned around, his movements unhurried, yet still as steady as ever. His gaze lingered on Liu Tingting and Gong Simeng. He wore a perfectly measured light smile, appearing gentle, though a hint of alertness could be subtly detected in the depths of his eyes.

He politely inquired, ”Miss Liu, Miss Gong, now that the affairs are done, do you plan to return to Liaodong?”

Shi Feiyang’s words carried politeness tinged with probing, maintaining his caution towards the two at all times.

Liu Tingting moved lightly, akin to a delicate willow swaying in the breeze, her movements graceful and charming. She slowly walked in front of Shi Feiyang. She gently lifted her head, her eyes revealing deep emotions, as clear and enchanting as autumn waters. Her voice was as melodious as an oriole’s as she said, ”Grand Squad Leader Shi, to be honest, if I were to return to Liaodong now, the journey would be long and full of dangers. I am worried about encountering mysterious figures related to the Black Wind Stronghold again. If Grand Squad Leader Shi could personally escort us, it would be like giving me a reassurance; otherwise, I fear the journey would be fraught with anxiety.”

Having said this, she lightly bit her lower lip, showing an expression of vulnerability and innocence, arousing sympathy.

Every move Liu Tingting made carried a deliberate tenderness, attempting to win over Shi Feiyang.