Chapter 1961: Suicide

Wu Qingfeng's expression changed slightly, followed by a look of bewilderment.

The martial artist in front was also astonished behind his mask. That person had figured out the origins of the technique with a single glance. He was undoubtedly a reclusive expert.

"When did the Dongsheng Empire have such an expert? Over the past few centuries, Dongsheng's foundation in martial arts has long been much weaker than that of the Xianglang Empire. Even within Xianglang, you would be hard-pressed to find someone like that."

Lang Daochun smiled. "That's right, why are your techniques identical? Could it be that you are actually on the same side?"

Someone spoke up. "Please do not misunderstand, senior. How could Brother Wu be on the same side as these thugs? He nearly sacrificed his own life to save Lady Yu'er."

Everyone nodded.

"Yes, exactly."

Everything aside, Wu Qingfeng was the son of Grand Tutor Wu. They couldn't let the two experts slander him. At the very least, they had to stand on his side.

Wu Qingfeng cupped his hands with a sincere expression. "Seniors, you have misunderstood."

He then seamlessly shifted the topic. "Please capture this person alive, seniors. Only then can we interrogate him to find out who is behind him. Once we find out who the perpetrator is, my father will surely take action to root them out entirely!"

Thinking of Grand Tutor Wu's methods, everyone's expressions instantly turned stern.

Only a few remained silent, observing quietly. The gaze they cast toward Fang Chen and Lang Daochun had already carried a trace of suspicion.

Could these two... be experts invited by Li Guozhu?

Fang Chen nodded. "Then let's capture him alive."

At that moment, the burly martial artist trembled violently, and then hit the wooden floor with a loud crash. A trace of blood slowly seeped out from beneath the white mask.

"This is..."

Someone's expression changed slightly. He immediately stepped forward and removed the man's mask.

Behind the mask was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. His complexion was pitch-black, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth. The blood was purple-red and carried a strange odor.

He had clearly died of severe poison!

"A deathsworn retainer? Which family raised them? Not only are their methods formidable, but they are also so decisive?"

Everyone wore complicated expressions.

Wu Qingfeng went forward to inspect the corpse, his expression unsightly. "He actually committed suicide..."

It was only then that everyone noticed how lively things had become outside. Many people on the shore were looking over here, while boats were swiftly rowing over, with fully armed experts of the God Martial Division standing upon them.

Someone lifted the curtain and took a look. "The people from the God Martial Division are here."

Someone complained resentfully, "They only arrive now? If not for these two seniors, we would have already died."

"It was also thanks to Brother Wu that Lady Yu'er remained safe and sound. I see that Brother Wu was responsible for stalling for time this time. Otherwise, even if these two seniors acted, it would have been too late."

"That makes sense." Some began taking this opportunity to lavish praise upon Wu Qingfeng. They praised him for his selflessness and broad-mindedness in consideration for the bigger picture.

If the daughter of Li Guozhu had died on the pleasure boat, the entire Dongsheng Empire would have fallen into chaos!

Wu Qingfeng shook his head. "Everyone, the greatest credit this time does not belong to me."

He looked at Fang Chen and Lang Daochun and stepped forward to cup his hands. "May I ask how to address the two of you?"

Everyone's ears perked up instantly as they all wanted to know what kind of esteemed figures these two were.

Fang Chen smiled. "My surname is Fang."

Lang Daochun, on the other hand, had no intention of striking up a conversation with Wu Qingfeng. Instead, he walked over to Fairy Yu and began talking with her.

Fang Xiaohua glanced at Fang Chen. Seeing that Fang Chen showed no reaction, and knowing that Lang Daochun had arrived with him, she remained silent.

Wu Qingfeng smiled and nodded. "So it is Senior Fang."

He then glanced at Lang Daochun, his eyes darkening.

At that moment, the boats of the God Martial Division finally pulled up alongside the pleasure boat. In an instant, over a hundred experts from the God Martial Division rushed in. At the same time, everyone saw that the God Martial Division had also established order on the shore. If there were still villains on the pleasure boat, they wouldn't be able to escape even if they jumped into the river. This area had been completely sealed off by the God Martial Division.

The leader immediately approached Wu Qingfeng and bowed respectfully. "Li Aman, Commander of the God Martial Division, greets Young Master Wu!"

At the same time, his subordinates surrounded the surviving martial artists as well as Fang Chen and Lang Daochun.

"Commander Li, you arrived a bit late," Wu Qingfeng said coldly. "This is the Xuanwu River of the capital. Dignitaries and nobles are constantly boating and enjoying themselves here, yet you allowed a team of thugs to barge in, almost causing a disastrous mistake. What crime should you be charged with?"

Li Aman's expression changed slightly. He lowered his head. "I admit my fault."

He raised his head and swept his gaze around sternly. He then immediately barked at his subordinates, "Take all these villains down!"

Seeing that the God Martial Division experts had also targeted Fang Chen and Lang Daochun, someone hurriedly said, "These two seniors aren't villains! They came to help."

Li Aman looked at Wu Qingfeng. "Young Master Wu?"

Wu Qingfeng smiled and nodded. "They indeed came to help."

Seeing that Lang Daochun was still chatting with Fairy Yu, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but he interrupted their conversation.

"Seniors, today's matter was resolved thanks to the two of you. According to the rules of the God Martial Division, everyone present must be questioned. I ask the two of you to cooperate a little."

"We don't have time." Lang Daochun rolled his eyes. "You still haven't explained why you practice the same technique as them."

He pointed to the corpse of the leading martial artist on the floor.

Wu Qingfeng gave a bitter smile. "You have truly misunderstood. I cultivate the martial arts secret manual of the Taia Palace, the Star Manual. We don't share the same technique at all. "

"What!? Taia Palace?"

"Young Master Wu, you actually joined the Taia Palace? That is a major daoist sect with a long heritage in the Dongsheng Empire!"

Everyone was shocked.

After all, experts were as plentiful as clouds in the Taia Palace. It could be said that half of the current experts in the Dongsheng Empire originated from the Taia Palace. It was unofficially regarded as the number one sect in the entire empire.

"You have misunderstood Young Master Wu. If he was connected to the villains, how could he risk his life to save Lady Yu'er?"

Someone explained on behalf of Wu Qingfeng, though he didn't dare show Fang Chen and Lang Daochun any disrespect.

Reclusive experts like these sometimes had very few reservations.

No matter how lofty the identities of those present might be, without subordinates protecting them, such experts could kill them if they wished and then simply drift away from the Xuanwu River. Even the God Martial Division might not be able to catch them.

Fang Chen suddenly smiled. "Then I suppose it was a misunderstanding."

Wu Qingfeng nodded with a face full of emotion. "Thank you for your trust."

At that moment, Fairy Yu bowed to Fang Chen and Lang Daochun. "Do the two seniors have a place to stay in the capital? If not, why not come to my manor to stay temporarily? Having been saved by you this time, I believe my father would also like to meet you."

Though she said "seniors," her eyes remained fixed on Fang Chen alone. It was as though she had become trapped in a quagmire, unable to pull herself free.

Seeing this, the smile on Wu Qingfeng's face became strained.