After dinner, Zou Feng didnât take Tian Yun back into the room to continue their Cultivation.
Instead, he prepared to visit Murong Yunhai.
After all, before coming here, he had accepted a mission from Biyou Palace to investigate and capture the Grass Thief.
The time limit was one month, otherwise the mission would fail.
Failing wasnât a huge deal, but the problem was that it probably wouldnât be so easy to get such a suitable mission again in the future.
He followed the familiar path to the City Lordâs Mansion. After he stated his purpose, the guards, who already recognized him, let him pass without delay.
Before long, Zou Feng was in Murong Yunhaiâs bedchamber, where he saw the heavily injured son of the City Lord.
The moment they met, Zou Feng could immediately tell that Murong Yunhai had indeed reached the Fifth Grade.
However, he had none of his former splendor now. He looked like he only had half a life left in him.
As for why Murong Yunhai had suffered such severe injuries...
He had, of course, almost been ravaged by the Grass Thief. He had resisted with all his might and was nearly beaten to death in the struggle.
Thankfully, the many expert guards in the mansion arrived in time. Otherwise, Murong Yunhaiâs fate might very well have been to be found dead and naked in the street.
"Brother... Zou..." Seeing Zou Feng enter, Murong Yunhai struggled to prop himself up.
"Brother Murong, what are you doing? Quick, lie back down!" Zou Feng hurried forward and stopped Murong Yunhai from trying to get up.
Zou Feng couldnât do much for Murong Yunhaiâs injuries; after all, it wasnât a case of poisoning.
But despite the severity of his wounds, Murong Yunhai was the City Lordâs son and had already received the best treatment. He wasnât in any real danger.
He just needed a long time to rest and recuperate.
"Brother Zou... This time... I was completely humiliated..." Murong Yunhai said with a pained expression.
Zou Feng frowned. "How many innocent men has that Grass Thief victimized?"
"At least twenty!" Murong Yunhai said through gritted teeth. "Lately, itâs like our city is under a curfew. Almost no man dares to wander about at night."
âThe Grass Thief has only targeted handsome men so far,â Zou Feng thought. âMost men in Qingchuan City donât actually need to worry about their safety at night.â
"To be honest, Brother Murong, the reason Iâm here is because Iâm on a mission..."
The fact that Zou Feng had become an Honored Guest Elder of Biyou Palace was public knowledge. As the son of the Qingchuan City Lord, Murong Yunhai couldnât possibly be unaware.
So, Zou Feng directly explained that he was under orders from Biyou Palace to investigate and deal with the Grass Thief.
"Please, Brother Murong, tell me in detail what exactly happened that night!"
At these words, Murong Yunhai was involuntarily lost in the memory, and he soon shivered with lingering fear.
"She... Sheâs not a person, sheâs a monster!"
As Murong Yunhai told his story, Zou Feng began to get a general idea of what had happened.
It was simple enough: Murong Yunhai had gone out for his routine visit to the brothel. When he was finished, he swaggered back to his carriage to head home.
It was on the way back that a masked woman appeared. In the blink of an eye, she took out Murong Yunhaiâs guards.
Since Murong Yunhai was a Fifth Grade Expert himself, and he was on his home turf in Qingchuan City, his security detail wasnât at its maximum.
Murong Yunhai, of course, attacked in a rage. But when he discovered his opponent was most likely at the Fourth Grade, he immediately shifted to a tactical retreat.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
After the Grass Thief caught up to him, he was defeated in just a few moves.
Then, his opponent began toying with him like a cat with a mouse, tormenting him in all sorts of ways.
As for how she tormented him...
The fact that Murong Yunhai was lying on his stomach was a telling clue.
He couldnât lie on his back, which clearly meant the injuries around his rear were not light.
One could also tell from the look of utter shame on Murong Yunhaiâs face.
This immediately confused Zou Feng.
"Wait a minute, Brother Murong. Didnât you say she was a woman?"
Murong Yunhai said, full of grief and indignation, "That monster used... used a weapon!"
"What kind of weapon?"
"I was injured and restrained at the time... I couldnât see it clearly..."
Zou Feng was left speechless. âThatâs just sick,â he thought.
Zou Feng quickly changed the subject, not wanting to upset Murong Yunhai further. "Did this thief use a Biyou Palace Cultivation Skill?"
Murong Yunhai shook his head. "Iâm not sure about that, but that monster is... really powerful!"
He asked for more details, but Murong Yunhai had been in such a state of panic that he was completely unable to calmly recall what type of Cultivation Skill his opponent had used.
He wasnât even sure if his opponent had used poison.
And while Zou Feng could confirm that Murong Yunhai wasnât poisoned now, that didnât mean he hadnât been poisoned during the attack.
After all, the effects of many poisons donât last long. Once they serve their purpose, they quickly dissipate.
Or perhaps Murong Yunhai just happened to have an unusually high resistance to certain poisons, which was why he wasnât afflicted.
Seeing that he couldnât get any more information, Zou Feng made small talk with Murong Yunhai for a little longer before taking his leave.
âIt canât be helped,â he thought. âThere are too few clues. Iâll probably have to use myself as bait.â
âBut the problem is that no men dare to go out at night anymore. If I go strolling around with this handsome face of mine, swaggering about...â
âEven a fool could tell something was up.â
âThe Grass Thief couldnât possibly be stupid enough to take such obvious bait.â
âHowever, setting bait at night is too obvious. But during the day...â
âThe Grass Thief still has to do her "grass-thieving," after all.â
âIf she canât operate at night, she can scout for a suitable target during the day, follow them to find out where they live, and then break in at night to do the deed.â
Zou Feng decided then and there to go out and walk around more during the day. Furthermore, it would be best not to be seen returning to the martial arts hall where the Hongxing Gang was staying. He would have to find another house to live in.
âIf there are too many Martial Artists around, no matter how skilled and audacious the thief is, sheâll likely give up on the target.â
âAfter I find a new house, I can even have Tian Yun come live there with me.â
âAnd just having Tian Yun live with me wonât stop the Grass Thief from targeting me.â
Zou Feng had learned before accepting this mission at Biyou Palace that some of the previous victims had been violated and killed by the Grass Thief right in front of their own wives...
So it seemed this monster had a particular kink for that sort of thing.
After returning to the martial arts hall, Zou Feng immediately got Tian Yun, and they moved to another house he had purchased earlier.
When Bian Yixia heard they were going to catch the Grass Thief, she wanted to come along. But Zou Feng persuaded her not to, explaining that having too many Martial Artists around might be counterproductive.
After they had settled in, the next morning, Zou Feng tidied himself up, changed into the clothes of a wealthy young master, and took Tian Yun out to parade ostentatiously through the streets.
This was to show the Grass Thief, who might be hiding and scouting for targets, that he perfectly met her criteria. Not only that, but he already had a partner, which would surely satisfy her twisted tastes.
After they went out, Zou Feng felt something was still missing. He used his "Hair Gel Hand" skill, slicking his hair back smoothly.
This one small change altered Zou Fengâs entire demeanor. Combined with his new clothes, anyone who didnât know him well would have a hard time recognizing him as the same Zou Feng who had just entered Qingchuan City the day before.
"Zou Lang, are you sure this method will work?"
Tian Yun had no objection to wandering around with Zou Feng, but she clearly thought the method was unreliable.
âAfter all,â she thought, âif that thief really is a top-tier Fourth Grade Expert, then no matter how well Zou Feng and I conceal our auras, sheâll be able to tell with a careful look that weâre both Martial Artists of the Gang Qi Realm.â
âThe thief would see through me as a Fifth Grade practitioner without any trouble. As for whether she could see what Grade Zou Feng is... thatâs hard to say.â
âAfter all, Zou Feng cultivates so many Evil Skills. He can switch between the tells of different Cultivation Skills at will, and his aura concealment is far more profound. Itâs truly hard to be certain of his level.â
âBut in any case, sheâd definitely be able to tell that Zou Feng is a Gang Qi Realm expert and not someone to be trifled with.â
âSo under these circumstances, would the Grass Thief really dare to take the bait?â
In response to Tian Yunâs doubt, Zou Feng said casually, "We donât have any other options right now. Letâs try this for a few days and see what happens."
Though he said that, Zou Feng couldnât help but wonder, âWhat is that woman really after? Sheâs already a Fourth Grade Expert, yet she insists on doing this sort of thing. Is it purely to satisfy her own sick desires?â
âIs she an Evil Cultivator who has Fallen into Demon and lost her sanity, or does she have some other motive?â