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The corpse lay in a state of decay, reduced to patches of rotting flesh and white bones.
Wen Zhuo felt a surge of doubt: if this was not the person who had burst from the coffin, then where was that person?
Still dazed in place, Wen Zhuo suddenly heard a chilling rush of wind behind him. He quickly turned to see the coffin lid that had just been flung open now descending rapidly like a giant kite, with a figure tightly clinging beneath it. The person's face was dark, but their gaze was sharp as an eagle's.
Before Wen Zhuo could raise his sword, he was struck heavily on the back by the coffin lid, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, eight figures leaped out from the coffins in the other four carriages like phantoms, surrounding Wen Zhuo and Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang hurried to Wen Zhuo's side, gently supporting him. His gaze, sharp as a sword, fixed on the person across from them with an eagle-like intensity. He coldly said, “Qian Gui Shou, I didn’t expect that after three years, you would set your sights on my Feng Qingyang Bounty House!”
Qian Gui Shou's face darkened, and for a moment he showed a hint of embarrassment. He hesitated and said, “Indeed, you once saved my life! In the future, if you encounter trouble, just say the word and I, Qian Gui Shou, will not hesitate to help. But for now, you should obediently hand over what you are protecting.”
Feng Qingyang lightly checked Wen Zhuo’s pulse and found that he was not seriously injured; he realized that Qian Gui Shou had shown restraint.
Otherwise, with Qian Gui Shou's ghostly hands, he could have easily taken Wen Zhuo's life in an instant.
Feng Qingyang stepped closer to Qian Gui Shou and said, “I’ve heard that your Gate of Life and Death’s sect master Yan Cong'er has been enemies with Huo Xiaolong since his youth. It seems this is indeed true.”
Qian Gui Shou snorted coldly and replied, “Since you know this much, why are you still accepting Huo Xiaolong’s escort mission? Isn’t that opposing our Gate of Life and Death?”
Feng Qingyang replied nonchalantly, “How did you find out I accepted his escort?”
Qian Gui Shou laughed heartily. “Not only do I know he entrusted the mission to you, but I also know that what he entrusted is related to the future fate of Yue Yun Gang. Therefore, our sect master has issued a death order: no matter what, we must seize what is being protected this time.”
Feng Qingyang chuckled. “It seems sect master Yan truly cares for his old friend.”
“Enough with the nonsense! Will you hand it over or not?” Qian Gui Shou demanded.
“Don’t harbor delusions; your sneak attack merely caught me off guard. If we truly engage in battle for a hundred rounds or so, let’s see whether it’s you who dies or me!”
Wen Zhuo listened from the side with a pale face and also shouted in anger. However, after speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood; it seemed his fury had taken its toll.
Feng Qingyang pulled Wen Zhuo closer and said to Qian Gui Shou, “Fine. Since you want it so badly, I’ll give it to you.”
“Oh?”
“What?”
The two exclamations of surprise came from Wen Zhuo and Qian Gui Shou.
Wen Zhuo tightly grasped Feng Qingyang's hand and said, “How can you give it to him? If you do, the reputation of the Feng Qingyang Bounty House built over the years will be ruined in an instant!”
Feng Qingyang patted Wen Zhuo's shoulder and turned to Yang Cheng, who had been hiding behind him. “Yang Cheng, give it to him.”
The young escort, Yang Cheng, seemed taken aback as well. After a moment of hesitation, he retrieved a White Stone Box from his bag.
Qian Gui Shou glanced at Yang Cheng, then at Feng Qingyang, and finally fixed his gaze on the White Stone Box. “You would entrust such an important item to a young escort?”
Feng Qingyang smiled and replied, “Since I was willing to save you, the so-called demon, despite what others said, why wouldn't I trust him with this?”
Qian Gui Shou, initially confident, felt a bit uneasy at the mention of his life being saved by Feng Qingyang. He dared not meet Feng Qingyang's gaze and shouted at Yang Cheng, “Boy, hand it over!”
Yang Cheng looked toward Feng Qingyang, who encouraged him with a smile. “He wants it; why are you looking at me?”
Yang Cheng lowered his head and hesitantly approached Qian Gui Shou. His expression changed repeatedly until he suddenly stopped and looked up defiantly. “No! I can't give it to you!”
Qian Gui Shou appeared surprised. “Your Caravan Escort Chief has already agreed to give it to me. What else can you do? Besides, you are surrounded by my elite disciples from the Gate of Life and Death; there’s no way for you to escape. Don’t waste your breath—just hand it over!”
Qian Gui Shou looked at his eight henchmen standing like mountains beside him and smiled confidently.
Yet Yang Cheng kept his gaze fixed on Feng Qingyang’s face and declared firmly, “ Caravan Escort Chief once taught me: ‘A person may die, but the banner must not fall! One may perish, but integrity must not be forsaken!’ These words are etched in my memory; have you forgotten them? Since we have promised others, we must deliver the goods safely without betraying our trust. Even if it means fighting to the death, we cannot destroy the fundamental belief of Bounty House.”
Feng Qingyang looked at the earnest Yang Cheng and suddenly burst into hearty laughter. “Wonderful! You speak so well! At this moment, you seem more like a qualified Caravan Escort Chief than I am.”
Feng Qingyang stepped forward and gently patted Yang Cheng’s shoulder. “You truly have not disappointed me. Qian Gui Shou, it's not that I am unwilling to assist you; it's just that my subordinate refuses to comply. I am helpless in this matter.”
Qian Gui Shou's expression shifted several times before he coldly replied, “Feng Qingyang, if you persist in your stubbornness, don’t blame me for being ungrateful! At worst, every year during Qingming and Zhongyuan festivals, I will come to your grave to burn incense in gratitude for your past life-saving favor.”
“Then I shall thank you properly,” Feng Qingyang said with a smile, though his gaze grew increasingly sharp.
In the ancient path, the atmosphere suddenly became tense and charged.
Wen Zhuo clenched his jaw tightly, repositioning the long sword before him, his gaze fixed sharply on Qian Gui Shou. The eight men beside Qian Gui Shou exuded a chilling aura as they slowly closed in on Feng Qingyang and his companions.
Qian Gui Shou's eyes shifted abruptly, and he chuckled, "Meeting in arms is rather lacking in elegance. I have a better plan."
Following Qian Gui Shou's gaze, Wen Zhuo saw a group of people slowly emerging from the woods. It was the same group of porters and several bodyguards who had scattered into the forest earlier. However, many of them bore injuries, with a few being supported and already unconscious.
Behind them appeared several burly men wielding ghost-headed knives, each with prominent temples and steady, powerful strides, clearly skilled fighters both inside and out.
Feng Qingyang's expression darkened as he remarked, "The 'Gate of Life and Death' truly is filled with experts!"
Qian Gui Shou laughed heartily, "If Brother Feng wishes to join our 'Gate of Life and Death', I will certainly recommend you to the gatekeeper!"
Feng Qingyang shook his head slightly and replied calmly, "I have never mixed with wolves and tigers."
Qian Gui Shou's face turned ashen, yet he forced a smile as he said, "Regardless of your words, if you wish to ensure the safety of your subordinates, you must hand over what Huo Xiaolong entrusted to you. I believe this deal is quite favorable for you!"
"It seems I have no other choice," Feng Qingyang replied with a smile.
Qian Gui Shou nodded, "Indeed, you have no other options."
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