NOVPUBAfter hearing this, Zhou Chu stepped aside with his men.
Mu Ge led the Black Cavalry to the entrance.
Looting a house is a very lucrative affair; Yelu had Mu Ge come along to loot, obviously wanting a huge cut, and how could Chen Jie be unaware of this?
When everyone had gathered, Mu Ge asked, "How shall we loot?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Jie replied, "Commander Mu Ge represents Lord Yelu, so you loot first, Lord, and leave some for me."
Satisfied with the response, Mu Ge glanced at Chen Jie and said, "All right, we won’t be polite then, let’s go, loot the house!"
Chen Jie watched as Mu Ge and the others headed straight for the gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy, and various furnishings.
At this moment, he turned to Zhou Chu and the others and said, "We won’t snatch the gold and silver. Gather all the disciples and servants of the Headquarters, they want money, we want people!"
Hearing this, Zhou Chu replied, "Understood, brothers, capture them!"
At his command, a group of men stormed into the Fishing Guild Headquarters.
Instantly the entire Headquarters fell into disarray.
Watching the chaotic scene, Chen Jie said nothing; in times of turmoil, it is just like this.
Seeing the maids and servants being dragged out, Chen Jie even felt a sense of sorrow for others’ misfortunes, perhaps imagining that one day if he fell, his wife would be subjected to such inhuman treatment.
Thinking of this, Chen Jie sighed heavily, his face showing a hint of disenchantment.
He found a quiet place to sit. Xiao Hu came over and stood beside Chen Jie, watching the spectacle in the courtyard where the Black Cavalry was fighting over a vase.
Xiao Hu said, "How can these Mulan people quarrel over spoils like animals?"
Chen Jie smiled and said, "Wealth moves the heart, and even more so when it’s looting, it’s chartered in their genes."
"Genes?"
Xiao Hu encountered another unfamiliar term but didn’t pursue it, instead asking, "Jiu Si, has Nan Batian fled?"
Xiao Hu had not participated in the chase that day.
"Right," replied Chen Jie.
"When might they return to seek vengeance?" Xiao Hu asked.
"I don’t know," Chen Jie replied.
While they were talking, Chen Jie looked around and said, "Xiao Hu, keep an eye on things here for a bit. If anyone is looking for me, just say I’m tired and resting in the house."
"Ah, Jiu Si, where are you going?"
"To take care of some trouble!" Chen Jie replied.
Xiao Hu, who preferred not to pry further, simply said, "Okay."
Chen Jie slipped away silently.
He moved swiftly across rooftops toward Eagle Hall, intending to kill Qin Ying.
Indeed, to kill Qin Ying. Chen Jie did not want to become the next Nan Batian; he wanted the Fishing Guild, and it had to be intact, so he would never allow the ludicrous situation of Eagle Hall becoming independent.
To prevent this, the simplest method was to get rid of Qin Ying.
Without an immediate replacement, Yelu would have to acquiesce to letting Chen Jie take full control of the Fishing Guild, as he currently had no one else to use.
By the time he found someone to take over, Chen Jie would likely already have a grip on the Fishing Guild and the power to oppose him.
But as long as Qin Ying, the troublemaker, was alive, he would pose a serious threat to Chen Jie.
Chen Jie moved nimbly through the night, and at a distance, Zhao Ya saw Chen Jie leaving and her expression sharpened, "Follow him."
Chen Jiusi returning meant there might be an issue.
Thinking this, she quietly followed behind Chen Jie.
All four of them were at the Holding Core Realm, and deliberately avoided attracting Chen Jiu’s attention; thus, Chen Jie did not realize that these four were tailing him.
And so, they headed straight for Eagle Hall. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝙢
Meanwhile, inside Eagle Hall, Qin Ying sat in the chief’s seat, coughing non-stop. Nan Batian had dealt him a heavy blow, leaving him with surging qi and blood and a serious internal injury.
But it was all worth it; Nan Batian had fallen, and he was about to break away and become an entity balancing the Fishing Guild Headquarters, just like White Tiger Hall.
Plus, today Chen Jiu’s use of the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms had angered Yelu, who likely had a grudge against him. It wouldn’t be long before he was taken down, then he, Qin Ying, could move up a level and become the Fishing Guild Leader!
To rule Mianshui County, haha...
Nan Batian, Chen Jiusi, I, Qin Ying, am the true King of Mianshui!
Ecstasy filled Qin Ying’s face as he mused, but below, Qin Hu was very displeased.
"Big brother, how can they bully us like this? We helped defeat Nan Batian, so why are we left out of looting and sent back?"
"Now we can only watch helplessly as Chen Jiusi and Mu Ge divide the spoils. Why don’t we get a share? I won’t accept this, I just won’t!"
Qin Hu shouted loudly.
Qin Bao tried to comfort him, "Second brother, we shouldn’t fuss over small gains but think of the future. When we break away on our own, Yelu will surely allocate us several streets. Then won’t we thrive? This territory is the real money tree; the petty loot in the Fishing Guild is nothing."
"Indeed, Third Brother is right," Qin Hu agreed. He then asked Qin Bao, "Which streets do you think Lord Yelu will give us?"
Qin Bao replied, "I think we should trade places with White Tiger Hall. Take his four streets and the Nan Lake Salt Field for ourselves. Heh, we’ll be on easy street then."
"Right, right, we’ll demand his four streets and the Nan Lake Salt Field."
"Hahaha... Your imaginations sure are pretty!"
While Qin Hu and Qin Bao were fantasizing, a voice suddenly interrupted them.
"Who?"
Startled, the three realized someone had silently infiltrated their Eagle Hall.
Suddenly, a figure charged in from outside and aimed a palm directly at Qin Ying. Caught off guard, Qin Ying roared, "How dare you!"
With that, he retaliated and clashed with a palm strike against the intruder.
Snap!
A crisp sound echoed, and Qin Ying was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing violently onto a table which splintered immediately.
"Spurt!"
Qin Ying’s wound was aggravated, causing him to spew out blood.
His eyes fixed on the entrance.
"Who are you!"
The figure by the door stood in the shadows with his head lowered. Hearing the question, he looked up.
Qin Ying’s eyes widened in shock: "Chen Jiu Si!"
