Chen Pingâanâs expression was cold, his eyes profound. His words carried a weight that compelled belief.
Young Master Xiao Hu narrowed his eyes, studying Chen Pingâan as if seeing him for the very first time.
For a moment there, heâd seen a faint shadow of Old Chen in the Chen Familyâs kid.
Old Chen could rest easy, knowing heâd left behind a descendant with both courage and cunning.
But...
To the bitter end!?
Ridiculous!
âDoes he really think he can scare me, Young Master Xiao Hu?â
Young Master Xiao Hu lifted his foot, ready to advance, when a sharp cry echoed from the other end of the alley.
"Town Patrol Office night patrol! Whatâs going on up there!"
Young Master Xiao Hu turned to see two constables in the distance, each wearing a saber. One held a lantern and the other a gong as they approached.
At first, the two constables approached with imposing strides. But the closer they got, the more their confidence seemed to wane. By the time they could make out Young Master Xiao Huâs broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted frame, they were like completely different men.
"Oh, itâs you, Young Master Xiao Hu!"
Naturally, the constables of the Nanquan Alley Town Patrol Office recognized high-ranking members of the Tiger Head Gang like Young Master Xiao Hu. Not only did they have to know who he was, they couldnât afford to offend him unless it was absolutely necessary.
Realizing only now that Young Master Xiao Hu was here, the two constables inwardly cursed their luck.
Their scalps prickled, especially when faced with the malicious stares of the seven or eight thugs.
âYoung Master Xiao Hu is here, and itâs obvious heâs up to no good! If weâd known, we would have just pretended we didnât see anything and walked on by. We wouldnât be in this mess!â
âNow that weâre here, we canât stop him, but we canât just ignore it either. This puts us in a terrible spot. Weâre caught between a rock and a hard place!â
âEven if we were determined to stop him, weâre just temporary constables. To think we could stop a Protector of the Tiger Head Gang like Young Master Xiao Hu with our status... itâs a pipe dream.â
As these thoughts raced through their minds, they suddenly spotted Chen Pingâan sitting in the courtyard.
"Chen Pingâan?"
As fellow temporary constables at the Nanquan Alley Town Patrol Office, of course they knew each other.
Young Master Xiao Hu glanced at Chen Pingâan in the courtyard, then back at the two constables. He had a sudden change of heart and decided to abandon his original plan.
Truth be told, he hadnât taken Chen Pingâanâs "to the bitter end" threat seriously. However, teaching the kid a lesson right in front of two constables from the Town Patrol Office would be a bit improper. He wasnât afraid, but he didnât want to invite trouble over something so trivial.
âAfter all, the situation in the gang is sensitive right now. A lot of people have their eyes on me. I canât afford any complications. Getting that Qi Blood Pill is the top priority!â
"Chen Familyâs kid, youâre pretty lucky!"
Young Master Xiao Hu said to Chen Pingâan with a hollow laugh.
"Letâs hope your luck stays this good! But..."
Young Master Xiao Hu had no qualms about threatening Chen Pingâan right in front of the two constables.
And why would he? As long as a high-ranking gang leader like him didnât offend someone truly powerful, and no orders came down from on high to deal with him, he really had nothing to fear from ordinary constables.
A sinister smile spread across Young Master Xiao Huâs face. He stared at Chen Pingâan for a long moment before finally giving a signal and leading his men away.
Before leaving, each of the thugs shot Chen Pingâan a venomous glare.
"Kid, just you wait!"
Feizi gave him a thumbs-down and mouthed the words silently.
âLucky? Youâre the lucky ones,â
Chen Pingâan sneered inwardly.
Only then did the two constables snap out of it. They couldnât quite figure out why Young Master Xiao Hu had left the moment they arrived.
âDo we really have that much clout?â
Chen Pingâan gave the two a slight nod in greeting.
"Care to come in for a bit?"
he invited.
The two constables were named Zhao Hu and Cheng Yuan. They had about the same seniority as him, but because they were better at sucking up to the right people, they were doing a bit better for themselves.
"No, no."
The two refused, waving their hands.
âAre you kidding?!â
âYoung Master Xiao Huâs intentions were perfectly clear. Chen Pingâan offended him, and he wonât forget it.â
âIf we go into Chen Pingâanâs house, itâll look like weâre taking his side.â
âThis involves a big shot from the Tiger Head Gang, Young Master Xiao Hu. We want no part of it.â
âA colleague? Whatâs that worth? Can you eat it?â
âChen Pingâan is just some destitute loser. Helping him would mean nothing but trouble, and for what? Thereâs nothing in it for us.â
âOnly an idiot would do that!â
Seeing their refusal, Chen Pingâan didnât press the issue. He could more or less guess what was going through their minds.
Still, it was only human nature. He understood.
And even though it hadnât been their intention, their arrival had helped him out.
After watching Zhao Hu and Cheng Yuan leave, Chen Pingâan got up and closed the courtyard gate.
âGreat.â
âThe crossbar is broken again!â
âIâll have to find another piece of firewood to use as a temporary latch.â
"Nannan, you werenât scared just now, were you?"
That scene just now, with Young Master Xiao Hu and his seven or eight men, must have been quite terrifying.
"With you here, Brother, Iâm not afraid," Chen Erya replied, a sweet smile on her face.
"Good. Itâs good youâre not afraid," Chen Pingâan replied with a smile.
After all the commotion, night had long since fallen.
âI canât keep practicing the Flying Locust Stone against the courtyard wall.â
With his increasing practice and his Flying Locust Stone skill at Minor Achievement, the stones he threw now packed a considerable punch. If he kept this up, it wouldnât be long before he put a huge dent in the wall.
Since he couldnât use the wall, Chen Pingâanâs gaze fell upon a pile of rocks in a corner of the yard, left over from when he was practicing his Iron Cloth Shirt.
âIâll just practice on the rock pile!â
Chen Pingâan backed away as far as he could, picked up a suitably sized Flying Locust Stone, and began his practice.
Whether it was due to reaching Minor Achievement in Flying Locust Stone or the emotional impact of the dayâs events, Chen Pingâan unexpectedly gained 4 points of Cultivation Experience from his cultivation that night.
Name: Chen Pingâan
Realm: Qi Blood Third Layer
Martial Arts: Iron Cloth Shirt Perfection, Minor Achievement in Flying Locust Stone (6/40)
...
Looking at the data on the panel, Chen Pingâan was quite satisfied. He could now gain 6 experience points from a dayâs cultivation. At this rate, he could achieve Great Success in Flying Locust Stone in just six days!
Once his Flying Locust Stone reached Great Success, his overall strength would rise to another level. He would have more confidence to face the unknown.
He refused to believe that Young Master Xiao Hu would let things slide after todayâs incident.
There was definitely more trouble to come.
But it didnât matter. He had already prepared for the worst when heâd yelled at them to get out.
âSince I have set foot on the Martial Dao, I must advance with unwavering resolve!â
âIf Young Master Xiao Hu causes any more trouble, Iâll find a night and kill him!â
The night passed quickly.
Early the next morning, Chen Pingâan arrived at the Nanquan Alley Town Patrol Office and bantered for a bit with Monkey Head and Da Shan. After the pre-shift briefing, he headed straight home.
âItâs my turn for the night patrol again.â
According to the assignments from the Nanquan Alley Town Patrol Office, he was scheduled for night patrol with Mr. Qin tonight.
However, Mr. Qin usually only ever showed up for roll call; the rest of the time, he was nowhere to be found.
So, being assigned to a shift with Mr. Qin most likely meant Chen Pingâan would be patrolling alone.
Tonightâs patrol was in Jiming Lane.