The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 162 - 156 Lin Tengyuan

Chapter 162: Chapter 156 Lin Tengyuan

Ten days later, outside Linchuan Prefecture.

A line of Six Gates constables dressed in black soap-cloth clothes pressed forward with ten prisoner carts, arriving in Linchuan Prefecture in a grand manner.

Outside the city gate of Linchuan Prefecture, wearing a similarly black suit but of a material far superior to that of soap-cloth, Lin Tengyuan watched the procession of black figures coming slowly, his eyes showing an unpredictable expression that made it impossible to see what he was thinking.

As the party arrived at the city gate, Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan dismounted and clasped their fists towards Lin Tengyuan, "We’ve met Mr. Lin."

Lin Tengyuan, with a full and amiable smile, also clasped his fists, "Lord Luo, Mr. Bu, you are too courteous, we are all Silver Seal Constables, there is no need for such formalities."

"No dare," Luo Yan hurriedly said, "I am merely a junior, how can I afford to be so disrespectful."

Bu Lengchuan also repeatedly echoed, showing no signs of his previous demeanor when he called Lin Tengyuan and the other old-time constables old chaps in front of Qing Yu.

"By the way, Lord Luo, these are..." Lin Tengyuan seemed a bit astonished as he looked towards the ten prisoner carts behind.

"It’s like this, Brother Bu and I received a tip-off that the Longevity Powder, originally trafficked in Northern Zhou, was now about to be introduced into Daqian, so we personally came to investigate the situation around Qianzhou.

Unexpectedly, while passing through Baihe Town, there was some unexpected gain. These people are all Japanese who came across the sea. Surprisingly, they came so far from the East Sea to settle down in the inland, buying a large estate on the outskirts of Baihe Town.

There must be unspeakable conspiracies involved. Thus, Brother Bu and I took our men to investigate. They, possessing a guilty conscience, directly engaged in a fight with us.

However, I did not expect that they would be so formidable and not afraid of death. We exhausted all our efforts, but in the end, only managed to capture these ten alive." The speaker was still Luo Yan, who usually took charge of such diplomatic conversations.

As he spoke, he pointed to the pale-faced Bu Lengchuan, "There were two ringleaders with high strength; although Brother Bu managed to slay them with his sword, he also sustained very severe injuries. The other, surrounded and heavily wounded by us, incredibly disappeared into thin air with an extremely strange Martial Arts technique and escaped death."

"It’s outrageous indeed! A tiny nation dares to offend our grand Tian Dynasty!"

Lin Tengyuan appeared righteously indignant, as if he was greatly incensed by the infiltration of these Japanese people, wishing he could strike down these invaders of Daqian on the spot.

However, Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan weren’t deceived by his performance. Even if Lin Tengyuan had no ties with the Japanese, they completely disbelieved his loyalty to Daqian after so many years as a member of Linchuan Prefecture’s interest circle.

You must know, Linchuan Prefecture, as a border location between two countries, thrived not on legal business but on unspeakable smuggling. Had he truly been loyal, he should have coughed up the benefits he had ingested.

"Lord Luo, Mr. Bu, rest assured, I shall find the fugitive ringleader and bring him to justice," Lin Tengyuan declared, patting his chest.

"Since that’s the case, we shall leave the ringleader to Mr. Lin. Brother Bu suffered deep injuries; he will need to recuperate for some time. I will be looking after Brother Bu, hence cannot lend a hand."

Luo Yan turned towards the prisoner carts, then said, "These prisoners, let’s temporarily imprison them in the dungeons of the Six Gates in Linchuan Prefecture. All such arrangements, I brazenly entrust to Mr. Lin."

"Rest assured and leave it to me. I have already prepared the best banquet in the city to welcome and refresh you both."

"No, Brother Bu’s injuries are severe; we will first head to Yunlai Inn, and we plan to stay there for a while. Mr. Lin, if there is anything, you can find us there."

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That night.

A shadow crossed the roofline, silently entering through the window from the outside on the second floor of Yunlai Inn.

Qing Yu leapt in from the window, pulled down his face mask, and exhaled a dirty breath.

Inside, Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan were having tea and chatting. Seeing Qing Yu enter, Luo Yan poured him a cup of tea.

"How was Lin Tengyuan’s performance?" Qing Yu sat down, picked up the tea, and asked as he drank.

"Judging from his performance at the city gate today, Lin Tengyuan is just a corrupted old constable with a bureaucratic style. We didn’t see any evidence of treason," Luo Yan replied.

"If it could be seen, his years as a constable would have been in vain," Bu Lengchuan took a sip of tea and indifferently added.

Bu Lengchuan looked nothing like his daytime pale-faced, nearly dying self in the evening. In fact, after ten days of recuperation, his injuries were almost healed. Acting that way during the day was merely a ruse to deceive others.

"He’s a fox; he’ll show his tail eventually," Qing Yu said, "Lately, the East Sea Commerce has been increasing its activities. It seems that their formal involvement in Linchuan’s business circle is imminent. At such a time, suddenly hearing about the capture of those missing Japanese people will surely mess up their plans.

To not blow their cover, they have only one way to handle it, ensuring those captured Japanese cannot speak. There are two ways to achieve that: rescue or kill.

In my opinion, given the Japanese’s nature, they would choose the simpler option of killing. Whether it’s rescue or murder, as long as they make a move, they will leave traces."

As for whether Qing Yu and the others could find clues after the Japanese made their move, Qing Yu, who had watched hundreds of episodes of Death God and Sherlock and mastered all kinds of murder techniques from different times and cultures, was confident.

Moreover, even if they couldn’t find any clues, there was still a way out—just blame the mishap on the Six Gates’ poor supervision of the Linchuan dungeon. (Actually, this was the main plan.)

In any case, as long as a crisis was created and a pretext found, it would indefinitely delay the time when East Sea Commerce formally entered Linchuan’s commercial circle. When East Sea Commerce became impatient and continued their activities, their meticulous plans would inevitably leave indelible marks.

"By the way, Brother Meng, if those imprisoned in the dungeon are really Japanese and someone persuades them to commit suicide, what then?" Luo Yan suddenly thought of something and asked Qing Yu with concern.

"Rest assured, these ten individuals have already undergone special processing; they won’t commit suicide,"

Qing Yu confidently declared.

Ten days weren’t just spent waiting for Bu Lengchuan’s injuries to heal; Qing Yu had also tampered a lot with those forty Japanese prisoners. Otherwise, even if their teeth’s poison was removed, if they really wanted to commit suicide, there were plenty of ways to do so, not to mention something as simple as biting their own tongues.

Of course, there were other manipulations as well, which are not exhausted here.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and a constable ran to the room’s door, urgently knocking, "Sir, there’s a fire in the dungeon."

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