novelraw Chapter 1248 - 552: Visitor (Part 2)
Chapter 1248 - 552: Visitor (Part 2)
The figure seemed to stiffen in pain for a moment before coughing and getting up from the ground, clutching his chest, and glaring angrily ahead.
However, he quickly realized the presence of Fang Yu.
"Milord, the situation has changed! This place has been heavily surrounded! Please join forces with me to break out!"
[Humblebane Plague: 2612/3500.]
Fang Yu ignored what Humblebane Plague said.
His gaze remained fixed on the direction of the inn entrance.
He wanted to see who exactly could take down seven or eight hundred of Humblebane Plague’s over three thousand health points in one blow.
As Fang Yu’s gaze darted over, the people outside finally escorted a group in, striding into the inn.
Fang Yu didn’t expect that the first person to catch his eye would be someone he’d met briefly before.
Even though her face was wrapped in bandages as if disfigured, it didn’t affect the health bar above her head, revealing her identity.
[Song Xi: 851/3000.]
"Hee! Hee! Hee!"
Song Xi almost immediately moved closer to Fang Yu.
"Friends from the Heavenly Gate Inn, we’ve met again."
That sweet voice turned into a twisted, menacing undertone by the end.
Even with the bandages, her twisted expression seemed to leap out.
Song Xi’s approach didn’t cause any change in Fang Yu’s expression; he even shifted his gaze away from the figure almost touching his face.
His gaze moved toward the back, to the person who had entered the inn calmly, scanned the scene, and was ordering his men to place the captured criminals decisively in the corner on strict guard.
[Song Zhenrong: 6000/6000.]
Seemingly aware of Fang Yu’s gaze, Song Zhenrong stopped what he was doing and looked at Fang Yu.
Contrary to what Song Zhenrong imagined, the vicious, twisted villain described by his sister turned out to be a young man with a decent appearance and stable emotions.
Even though the Foolish Underworld had suddenly barged in, detaining so many villains here, this person showed no emotional fluctuations.
"Are you very strong?"
Song Zhenrong calmly asked with his distinctive dead fish eyes.
The question came suddenly, and Fang Yu’s response was...
"You’re standing up for her?"
This "her" naturally referred to Song Xi, who was barking and snapping but dared not touch Fang Yu in the slightest.
Song Xi immediately understood and quickly retreated to Song Zhenrong’s side, almost sticking to him.
"Brother, he’s the one who disfigured me! You have to help me! As the elder brother, you’re like a father; with our parents gone early, if even you ignore me, how am I supposed to live?"
Saying this, her voice took on a crying tone, a pretentious display that even made an outsider like Fang Yu feel slightly nauseated.
Yet Song Zhenrong showed no change in expression, and his dead fish eyes revealed nothing of his inner thoughts.
However, when Song Zhenrong’s gaze shifted from Song Xi back to Fang Yu, Fang Yu sensed a faint hostility from him.
Not strong, but definitely present.
"Milord!"
Humblebane Plague suddenly moved closer and spoke.
"If we don’t join forces to break out now, then when?"
He didn’t expect this monster to have some grudge with the Foolish Underworld captain!
Well, this is good. He originally planned to rescue people amidst the chaos. Now, with a preexisting grudge between the monster and the Foolish Underworld people, there’s no need for him to stir up conflict; they can directly unite against the enemy.
Once chaos ensues, he’ll have a chance to rescue his detained disciple, Zhao Wutian, from the Foolish Underworld.
The unconscious Zhao Wutian seemed to come around slowly at this moment.
The fight outside happened so quickly earlier, he hadn’t even comprehended what was happening before being knocked out by the aftermath of the battle between his master and the enemies.
Now, regaining clarity, he realized his hands were shackled in iron cuffs, yet he looked anxiously at Humblebane Plague.
"Master!"
That worried, anxious look couldn’t be faked.
"Master, leave me and escape!"
He shouted, but an Underworld guard next to him immediately slapped him into unconsciousness again.
"Milord!"
Humblebane Plague looked at Fang Yu almost pleadingly, lowering his voice.
Old and childless, he only had this precious disciple, and to save him, he was even willing to risk his life.
However, neither Fang Yu nor Song Zhenrong paid attention to Humblebane Plague and his disciple. Instead, Brother Tian and his group, who were pretending to be unconscious, quietly opened their eyes.
No one noticed that the group piled up like a stack of logs in the corner had quietly opened their eyes. There were only a few guards keeping an eye on them.
Brother Tian secretly assessed the strength gap between him and a few guards, thinking with a few mates, they might reverse the situation.
But the problem was... aside from those guarding them, there were plenty of Foolish Underworld people who had flooded the inn, plus archer squads waiting for orders outside.
If anyone tried to escape, they’d be greeted with a volley of arrows.
Brother Tian knew his own limits well; against the archery onslaught from the Foolish Underworld, he had no chance of escape.
Chaos! There must be chaos!
Otherwise, today they would surely end up in the hands of the Foolish Underworld.
The Foolish Underworld prison was not a place one could survive.
There’s no telling when one might die unexpectedly in that prison.
Brother Tian didn’t want the role he had worked so hard to build to suddenly perish at the hands of the Foolish Underworld.
He covertly glanced at Fang Yu and Song Zhenrong, who were in a standoff.
One was a captain-level expert in the Foolish Underworld.
The other was a top-notch expert capable of single-handedly confronting all assassins in the inn.
Once these two started fighting, once they made a move, the commotion would shake the heavens and earth!
And this opportunity would be their only chance to escape alive!
While Brother Tian secretly prayed for the two to start fighting...
While Humblebane Plague was pleading with Fang Yu to join forces...
While Song Xi was employing emotional blackmail...
The Foolish Underworld captain, Song Zhenrong, spoke up.
"She’s my sister, known by all in Thunder City, yet you still beat her like this."
Fang Yu replied calmly.
"She provoked me first."
"And yet you shouldn’t have hit her face; a girl’s face is the most important."
The implication was, if it wasn’t the face, maybe this matter could have been settled?
Fang Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.
Song Zhenrong unexpectedly showed reason, or perhaps he knew exactly what kind of person his sister was?
Judging from his appearance, Song Zhenrong looked around thirty-five or six, seemingly on the cusp of middle age, yet had a somewhat youthful appearance.
Additionally, he held the position of Captain in the Foolish Underworld. Having served as an acting captain before, Fang Yu understood that this role wasn’t something just anyone could strive for.
Apart from strength, many aspects were considered — solid mission accomplishments, a vast array of missions accumulated, and even outstanding performance in major tasks, to smoothly rise to the rank of captain.
From this perspective, Song Zhenrong’s strength might far exceed that of the pregnant woman captain encountered previously.
Fang Yu wasn’t afraid of challenges, albeit there was still Ding Hui resting upstairs.
If a full-blown fight broke out with Song Zhenrong, with the Foolish Underworld’s numbers advantage, it would be difficult for Fang Yu to hold back, necessitating a massacre to ensure Ding Hui’s safety.
But that was not what Fang Yu desired.
Moreover, this was what Fang Yu desired.
Killing Foolish Underworld people would be troublesome.
Killing a Foolish Underworld captain would be even more trouble.
Fang Yu wanted to avoid trouble though trouble had already found its way to his doorstep.
Retracting his gaze from the smug, scheming Song Xi, Fang Yu asked.
"What do you want?"
"It’s very simple, take one strike from me. I’ll aim for your face. Whether you block it or not, this matter will be considered settled."
As Song Zhenrong finished speaking, Song Xi was displeased.
"Brother!"
She shouted, but unfortunately, Song Zhenrong ignored her completely.
She sat on the ground, faking tears, but Song Zhenrong still paid her no mind, instead, he kept staring at Fang Yu intently.
"What do you say? Willing? If not, I can only take you back to prison; resist, and I’ll cripple you, then drag you back."