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Chapter 50 - 49 The best way to solve a threat is to kill it

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The street where Yuelai Inn was located had two Martial Arts Halls, hence it often received disciples from these halls, and brewing medicine was a common occurrence.

Yuelai Inn's backyard had a special shed set aside for brewing medicine.

The waiter at the inn pointed inside the shed and said, "Sir, these medicine pots have all been cleaned, and the firewood is stacked to the side. You can use them directly."

"Okay."

The waiter didn't give up and tried again, "Sir, our cook is an expert at brewing medicine, fast and good. You just need to pay five cents more, and you can comfortably lie in your room for an hour, and we will bring it to you when it's ready. Why don't you give it a try?"

"No need. I'll do it myself," Shen Qing still refused.

Traveling outside, he felt it was better to be cautious.

Linfeng Hall, for so many years, had no reason to tamper with medicine.

But he dared not drink what others brewed carelessly; it was more reassuring to do it himself.

Seeing Shen Qing's insistence, the waiter no longer persuaded him, bowed respectfully, and retreated.

An hour later, it was already dusk.

The backyard of the inn was dyed a golden hue by the remnants of the sunset.

A cold wind gently blew, and various medicinal scents intertwined in the courtyard, making it seem like one was in a medicine hall.

Shen Qing picked up a clay-yellow bowl filled with the freshly brewed and cooled Shiquan Dabu Decoction.

The medicinal soup, under the waning light of the sunset, glowed faintly gold, emitting a refreshing herbal aroma.

Throwing his head back, Shen Qing drank the medicinal soup in one go, the bittersweet taste immediately spreading in his mouth.

As the medicinal soup was swallowed, the familiar medicinal power slowly spread within him, turning into warm currents that flowed like silk through his every meridian.

The muscle soreness from morning movement technique training gradually eased under this warmth.

In no more than the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, after digesting all the medicinal power, the last hint of soreness vanished without a trace.

Shen Qing had recovered completely, his whole body was filled with qi-blood, becoming lively and vigorous again.

The effects of Shiquan Dabu Decoction amazed him.

The last time he took it, he hadn't trained so much; the soreness was mostly in his lower body, nowhere near today's extent.

Truly, the unique skills of Linfeng Hall were evident here.

A delightful surprise.

After taking the medicine, Shen Qing, led by the waiter, returned to his lodging.

This time, Tian Xiaohu was thorough and booked two rooms.

One for himself, and the other for Tian Xiaohu and Shen Xiaohu to share.

Not letting Shen Qing spend uselessly or be a sucker.

Shen Qing greeted Tian Xiaohu, exchanged a few words, and returned to his guest room, closing the door behind him.

When night fully descended, Shen Qing, feigning sleep on the bed, sat up and approached the window.

He opened the window, looked at the damp ground outside the inn, the cold wind blew.

Shen Qing took a dagger, wrapped a piece of cloth around his face, and leaped out of the window, landing lightly like a cat.

He looked around, confirmed that there was no one outside the inn, then dashed forward, quickly disappearing into the alley.

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Inside Wanfeng Building.

Being one of the managers, Wang Qiyao finished the day's chores, massaging his sore wrists, and closed the accounts book.

He picked up a cup of tea from the table, sipped it, "Today's business is mostly done; it's time to go back."

Wang Qiyao stood up, habitually took out a large chunk of the unused reimbursement money, stuffed it into his own pocket.

He then placed the remaining money and the accounts book into a wooden box, locked it with a delicate small lock.

After tugging to ensure it was securely locked, he left with ease.

The business at the restaurant ended quite late, by the time Wang Qiyao walked out of Wanfeng Building, the sky was completely dark.

By this time, the number of people in the county had decreased significantly.

Many shady affairs emerged at this time.

Fortunately, his home was relatively close to Wanfeng Building, it wouldn't take long to get there.

Even though he carried some gold and silver, with the backing of the Song family, no one dared to target him.

His home was in a residential area in Pinghe Square, a small courtyard.

Standing at his own door, Wang Qiyao noticed that the gate was closed. He pounded on the door and shouted, "Open up!"

After a while, the door opened from the inside.

A servant inside the house bowed his head respectfully, stepping aside.

Wang Qiyao strode in, complaining, "Why so slow?"

The servant said nothing, closed the door again, and dropped the door latch.

"In the middle of the night, why are the candles in the room still lit? Do you think candles are free?" Wang Qiyao walked into the courtyard, ready to scold.

Just as he turned his head...

Bang!

Wang Qiyao was hit on the head, blood streaming down.

"Ah?!" Wang Qiyao cried out, feeling dizzy, unable to stand straight, "How dare you! I'm with the Song and Dong Family, you..."

However, all he got in response was a handful of white ash.

With the wound on his head getting covered in the ash, it made a sizzling sound, as if Wang Qiyao's top of the head was suddenly lifted.

Intense pain spread from the crown of his head throughout his body.

Yet, Wang Qiyao, having practiced martial arts, soon regained some composure.

He pointed a finger at the masked 'servant' in front of him, "Who are you? Do you know who I am? If you harm me, the Song and Dong Family won't let you off."

Earlier, in the dark, he hadn't noticed; now he realized the one who opened the door wasn't his servant, but a masked man.

This was his home!

He never thought anyone would come here to attack him.

Unbelievable audacity!

Utterly unreasonable!

Shen Qing had no intention of replying, ignoring Wang Qiyao's warning completely.

His eyes were exceedingly cold, as if looking at a beast at its end, fighting its final struggle.

Seizing the opportunity, Shen Qing moved one foot forward.

With the mastery of Poison Shadow and a day's practice in Wind Defying Finger movement technique, his actions were swift and precise, as he moved behind Wang Qiyao in the blink of an eye.

Wang Qiyao seemed to realize something was amiss and exclaimed, "Spare me!"

But it was already too late.

Shen Qing didn't hesitate.

A cold light flashed, and he slit Wang Qiyao's throat with a swift move.

Then he quickly stabbed his chest a few times, making sure Wang Qiyao was dead beyond doubt.

"Guh, guh..."

Wang Qiyao's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth spewing blood, soiling himself as he lost control.

Shen Qing quickly searched his body, took the already plundered package, and leaping over another courtyard wall, dashed out.

Landing in the alley, Shen Qing picked the right route and ran with all his might.

In his view, eliminating threats had no room for fancy maneuvers.

The best way was to kill them!

Once dead, the threat naturally disappeared.

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