The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 170 - 163: Send You On Your Way

Chapter 170: Chapter 163: Send You On Your Way

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The crisp sound of knocking echoed in the ears of the two men who were in the midst of a secret discussion. To prevent situations where someone might report and he couldn’t respond because he was in the secret chamber, the first secret chamber had no soundproofing measures with the study; if someone knocked on the study door, it could be heard inside the first secret chamber.

"Sir, I’ll go check it out..."

The Pharmacist opened the door of the secret chamber to see who was knocking.

After a while, the Pharmacist returned, "Sir, we just received a message. Han Wenxin has secretly left this place and is rushing to the Divine Capital overnight."

Overnight back to the Divine Capital...

Qing Yu couldn’t help but give a wry smile and said, "This Han Wenxin is still as cautious as ever!"

Seeing the puzzled look on the Pharmacist’s face, Qing Yu explained, "Han Wenxin is cautious by nature and always cherishes his life. He fears that you would find out that he has already resolved the issue with the Longevity Powder’s distribution channel and, in an attempt to take credit, simply kill him while he’s gravely injured and take the credit for yourself."

The Pharmacist’s face showed a mixture of emotions, and with a bit of a wry smile, he said, "We are, after all, alumni of Mountain River Academy. Even though he graduated early, he was there for nearly three years. Is he really that afraid of death?"

"The Confucian scholars also have a saying, ’A gentleman doesn’t stand under a dangerous wall.’ Not being afraid of death doesn’t mean one wishes for death. Han Wenxin is severely injured and practically defenseless. If you wanted to kill him, you would just need to break through his protection, and your chances of success would be quite high.

Tell me, if you knew someone might be out to kill you and they had a high chance of success, what would you do if you were in their shoes?"

What would I do? Of course, I’d run. The Pharmacist of the Postnatal Realm confessed that he couldn’t win against anyone and could only flee.

But that’s not the problem. The problem is...

"But I never thought of killing him," the Pharmacist said with a wry smile.

"You never thought of killing him, but I have," Qing Yu said with a smile, squinting his eyes, a way for him to disguise the killing intent in his eyes. "If I thought about it, doesn’t that mean you did too?"

Killing Han Wenxin had been on Qing Yu’s mind for a while, ever since he realized that Han Wenxin was a person similar to himself.

His intent to kill actually flourished when Han Wenxin, not trusting the Pharmacist, unexpectedly came to Linchuan Prefecture to intervene in person. During that encounter outside the residence, Qing Yu had already considered simply leaving Han Wenxin to die in Linchuan Prefecture.

And just now, when Qing Yu heard that Han Wenxin had negotiated terms with Shadow Pavilion, his desire to kill him peaked. Han Wenxin’s repeated interference had decided Qing Yu to act and take his life.

If it hadn’t been for the knock at the door just now, Qing Yu would already be conspiring with the Pharmacist on the timing of the second assassination attempt in this residence.

Unfortunately, Han Wenxin’s intuition was even sharper than a woman’s, and he had directly fled.

"But... but... about the Sixth Prince..." the Pharmacist’s voice trembled, this was not like dealing with an inconsequential thug like Zhong Biao. Han Wenxin was a trusted and valued staff member of the Sixth Prince. If he died here, the Pharmacist couldn’t be completely free of responsibility.

"Rest assured, the person who can help you escape responsibility, or rather the person who can take the blame for you, has already appeared during the day, hasn’t he?" Qing Yu patted the Pharmacist’s shoulder to comfort him.

"Feng Yixian, in broad daylight, boldly attempted to assassinate Han Wenxin in the street. He was determined to have Han Wenxin’s life. Considering the ferocity of those worldly society figures, it is only natural to follow up with a second attempt at night when they failed to achieve their objective during the day.

Han Wenxin fled the residence without a word, you are completely unaware. Even if the Sixth Prince wants to assign blame, it wouldn’t fall on you."

With that, Qing Yu stood up and moved past the Pharmacist, intending to leave the secret chamber.

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Of course, I’m going to kill Han Wenxin..." Qing Yu turned with a radiant smile.

"Let me teach our Senior Brother Han what ’Murphy’s Law’ is..."

...

Under the dim moonlight at the start of the month, a carriage, with torches lit, trudged slowly along the official road outside Linchuan Prefecture, heading towards Northern Zhou.

Due to the serious injury of the person in the carriage, it moved at a slow pace to ensure stability, which gave someone behind a chance to catch up.

"Whoa—"

The coachman pulled the reins, and the horses neighed a few times, coming to a stop.

"Why have we stopped?" A weak voice came from inside the carriage.

"Sir," the coachman respectfully said to the inside of the carriage, "there’s a large tree blocking the official road ahead; the carriage can’t get past."

"A large tree..." The man inside the carriage muttered to himself as he leaned out.

Indeed, there was a large tree lying across the official road, with no space for the carriage to pass.

However...

Despite his severe injuries, Han Wenxin, whose power far exceeded that of the coachman, could see that seated atop the large tree was a figure that blended into the night. That figure was all too familiar; though he had seen it only once, Han Wenxin had engraved the silhouette in his heart.

At this time and place, encountering this person in his path was undoubtedly a terrible thing for Han Wenxin, so bad that it could mean his immediate demise.

Yet, terrible as it was, Han Wenxin still clung to a sliver of hope and shouted, "What’s this? Liu Xuande, does your master desire Han’s life? You might want to go back and ask your master first. He might already be regretting it. If Han dies here, the wrath of the Sixth Prince would be more than Zhang Qian Ding can bear, and it could even bring disaster to his family."

"Hearing your threats of bringing disaster to his family might only make him more determined to kill you. After all, his family is both his greatest weakness and his dragon’s scale. Besides, it’s the ’Fu Wang’ of Cao Gang, Feng Yixian, whose intent to kill you hasn’t died, and you’ve left the protection voluntarily. What does that have to do with him!"

Contrary to Han Wenxin’s expectations, the voice from atop the tree wasn’t as old and experienced as he remembered, with a tinge of vicissitude, but rather young and clear, and... familiar.

Yet, the silhouette was clearly similar to that of Liu Xuande from his memory.

"Also, I’m not Liu Xuande, Senior Brother Han Wenxin," the young voice continued.

With the words, the figure sitting on the tree stood up slowly, walking toward the carriage.

Closer and closer, through the torches erected at the front of the carriage, Han Wenxin gradually made out the somewhat obscured face due to the lighting.

"It’s you, Meng De—"

"It is me, Senior Brother Han," Qing Yu, with a different face, smiled warmly, "Senior Brother, your junior is here to see you off..."

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