Chapter 593 - 376: A Turn of Events, a Lifeline

Chapter 593: Chapter 376: A Turn of Events, a Lifeline

Moreover, the fact that this fiend—a Peak Tier Two Cultivator—could fight a great battle with an Initial Stage Tier Three Cultivator and still escape so effortlessly was astonishing to everyone who knew about it.

When the average person heard the story, their only thought was that the fiend must be incredibly formidable.

But Cultivators, especially those at Tier Two, understood all too well just how immense the power jump was with each breakthrough at higher levels.

For a Tier Two Cultivator, even one at the Peak stage, successfully escaping from an Initial Stage Tier Three Cultivator was considered nearly impossible.

And yet, during the incident with the Red Blood Gang, the fiend had actually managed to escape, and quite easily at that. To this day, no one knew how he had done it.

One thing, however, was certain: the fiend, a Peak Tier Two Cultivator, was undoubtedly at the apex of power among his peers and would be incredibly difficult to defeat.

Some other Peak Tier Two Cultivators even asserted that for the authorities to capture a fiend of such strength would be no easier than apprehending a wanted Initial Stage Tier Three Cultivator.

After all, apprehending a wanted Initial Stage Tier Three criminal required law enforcement officers of at least the same level.

So for a fiend like this, who was practically invincible among his Peak Tier Two peers, you couldn’t just send a Peak Tier Two officer after him!

That would be no different from sending the officer to their death.

Therefore, he had to be treated like an Initial Stage Tier Three fugitive, with law enforcement of corresponding strength dispatched to capture him.

"Gang Leader, that fiend made such a threat... What are we going to do now?" Old Qi asked, his expression grim.

The lieutenants who fought the fiend last night were all generally stronger than him, yet so many of them had died. If that man came for them again, Old Qi was certain he’d be killed in a single blow.

The very thought of some night in the future, walking home, only for a black-hooded fiend to suddenly descend from the sky and land before him, made Old Qi tremble uncontrollably.

"..." Liu Qizhi, standing to one side, said nothing, but the anxious expression on his face made it clear he shared Old Qi’s fears.

If their enemy were of comparable strength, giving them a chance at revenge, Liu Qizhi and Old Qi would not have reacted this way.

Now that they knew their enemy was a Peak Tier Two Cultivator, he seemed utterly invincible. And knowing he would come for them again, all thoughts of revenge vanished. Their personal safety was all that mattered.

"Sigh..." Seeing Liu Qizhi and Old Qi in such a state, Fang Jingtang inwardly regretted telling them about the threat he’d heard the fiend make just before he passed out.

’It would be fine if these two could keep their mouths shut. But if word of the fiend’s threat got out, the Red Blood Gang’s situation would become even more dire.’

’It wasn’t a huge problem if outsiders found out; the real worry was the surviving members of the Red Blood Gang hearing about it.’

’What happened last night had already thrown the surviving gang members into turmoil.’

’If they learned that the fiend had made such a threat and would likely return...’

’...these already panicked members would, for the sake of survival, most likely pack their bags and scatter to the winds.’

"Gang Leader?" When Fang Jingtang only sighed and didn’t answer, Old Qi called out again.

"I can’t think of a way to solve this problem right now either..." Fang Jingtang said, shaking his head with a helpless look.

The power gap between them was simply too vast. Since no one in the Red Blood Gang could possibly handle a Peak Tier Two fiend, no plan, no matter how clever, was going to work.

"..." Hearing that even the resourceful Fang Jingtang couldn’t come up with a plan, Liu Qizhi and Old Qi grew even more anxious.

At that moment, out of concern for their own safety, the thought of packing up and fleeing began to sprout in their minds.

Once the thought of escape took hold, it was like a seed falling on fertile ground, quickly taking root and growing strong.

In the quiet hospital room, the three members of the Red Blood Gang fell silent, staring at one another as they were each lost in their own private thoughts.

Faced with this dilemma and seeing no solution, all three men were thinking more or less the same thing: they needed to grab their valuables and get out of Dongwu City before that terrifying fiend came to call again.

Just as the three members of the Red Blood Gang were lost in thought, a set of steady footsteps echoed from the hallway outside.

"THUD, THUD, THUD..."

The person in the hallway reached Fang Jingtang’s hospital room and stopped.

"CREAK." The person outside didn’t knock, simply pushing the door open—an incredibly rude gesture.

Fang Jingtang and the other two men in the room looked up at the five people who had just entered. At first, they felt a flash of anger at the rudeness of them entering without knocking.

But the next moment, they recognized the middle-aged man in the lead, and their anger instantly dissipated.

"Guard Wu, what brings you here?" Fang Jingtang asked the middle-aged man in surprise.

Wu Xiong looked at Fang Jingtang, who was covered in white bandages, and said expressionlessly, "The Master heard what happened to you all last night. He ordered me to come here and check on your condition."

"Thank you for Lord Wu’s concern," Fang Jingtang said, his face filled with gratitude.

"Do you know who was responsible for this?" Wu Xiong asked.

"I initially suspected the Flying Dragon Gang," Fang Jingtang said in frustration. "But after thinking it through, they don’t have the resources to hire a Peak Tier Two Cultivator to come after us. Right now, I have no idea who was behind it."

"Tsk... Not knowing who’s responsible makes things complicated," Wu Xiong said, then added, "I have a general idea of the losses the Red Blood Gang has suffered. What do you plan to do now?"

Hearing Wu Xiong ask the same question as Old Qi, Fang Jingtang couldn’t help but give a bitter smile.

"Guard Wu, before that fiend left, he said that as long as the Red Blood Gang exists, he’ll be back to visit... Faced with a fiend like that, we don’t know what to do."

"How dare he be so arrogant?!!!" Hearing this, Wu Xiong’s brow furrowed. He thought for a moment, then spoke to the three gang members who were looking at him expectantly.

"I will report this matter to the Master when I return. You can all rest assured.

"Now that so many people know the Master is your backer, he will not sit by and ignore this.

"Fang Jingtang, you just focus on recovering and wait for me to bring you good news."

After hearing Wu Xiong’s words, the defeated looks on the faces of Fang Jingtang, Liu Qizhi, and Old Qi were swept away, replaced by sheer excitement.

"Thank you, thank you, Guard Wu."

"I am merely the Master’s servant. If you wish to thank someone, thank my Master."

"Thank you, thank you, Lord Wu."

"That will be all for now. I must return and report the situation to the Master."

"Safe travels, Guard Wu." Seeing Wu Xiong and his men preparing to leave, Fang Jingtang quickly said to his two subordinates, "Liu Qizhi, Old Qi, see Guard Wu out for me."

"Yes, Gang Leader." Liu Qizhi and Old Qi quickly moved to escort them out.

A short while later, after seeing their honored guests out of the clinic, the two returned to the room.

"Gang Leader, this is great! We’re saved..." Old Qi said happily.

"As long as that lord is willing to make a move, if that detestable fiend dares to cause trouble for us again, he’ll be making a one-way trip," Liu Qizhi said, unable to contain his joy.

Looking at his two emotional subordinates, Fang Jingtang couldn’t suppress a smile of his own.

"What that fiend did to our Red Blood Gang is a slap in the face to that lord. Guard Wu’s visit proves it: the lord will definitely step in to help us now."

Just as the three Red Blood Gang members breathed a sigh of relief, thankful for the intervention of a powerful figure, the terrifying fiend they spoke of was, at that very moment, playing a mobile game and furiously chewing out his useless random teammates.

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