Chapter 191: Chapter 122: The Fisherman (3)

“Senior Brother Xiao?! Junior Brother Wang?!”

Chen Qing’s voice was a mix of surprise and worry as he hurried to the ship’s rail. “What happened to you two…? How did you get so badly injured? Get on board, quickly!”

The man impersonating Xiao Ruize struggled to lift his head, his weary eyes holding a hint of urgency. “Junior Brother Chen? Are you guarding this post? Junior Brother Wang and I ran into a Zheng Family Tributor and sustained some internal injuries.”

He clutched the wound on his chest, sucking in a sharp breath as if in great pain.

These two were none other than Zuo Feng and Zheng Hui.

Zheng Hui merely nodded, as if his injuries were too severe for him to speak.

However, the moment he stepped onto the gangplank and brushed past Chen Qing, Chen Qing’s pupils contracted imperceptibly.

’Something’s wrong!’

Ever since he began his Cultivation of the Spirit-Attracting Fishing Technique, Chen Qing had become extremely sensitive to auras.

’The aura coming from this Senior Brother Xiao… even though he’s trying his best to suppress it, that subtle trace mixed in with the smell of blood is definitely not the direct, aggressive style of our Li Fire Institute!’

’Most importantly, this man’s build is slightly different from the Xiao Ruize I remember.’

Suspicion swirled in his mind.

The look of concern on Chen Qing’s face didn’t falter, but inside, alarm bells were blaring.

’There’s definitely something wrong with these two!’

“Quick, there are medical supplies and fresh water in the cabin!”

Chen Qing led the two toward the cabin door, his tone still filled with brotherly concern, as if he suspected nothing.

His left hand, hidden deep inside his sleeve, now gripped three Thunder Fire Bombs.

’If they make a single false move, I’ll start by throwing the Thunder Fire Bombs.’

Zuo Feng said gratefully, “Thank you.”

Chen Qing smiled. “We’re all brothers from the same Sect; what’s with the formality? Do you have any rations or water skins? Elder Shen, Master Chu, and Dean Hong are just nearby. Do you want to go and report the situation to them?”

He deliberately dropped the names of several Sect experts, adding that they were nearby.

Zuo Feng and Zheng Hui exchanged a glance.

Their main goal was to leave Nine Waves Island as quickly as possible, not to cause any trouble.

“That won’t be necessary.”

Zuo Feng said in a low voice, “In that case, we’ll trouble you for some rations and a water skin, Junior Brother. Junior Brother Wang and I need to find a place to treat our wounds first.”

Chen Qing nodded and promptly produced some rations and water.

The two accepted them without ceremony.

“Senior Brother Xiao, your trip into dangerous territory must have been quite fruitful, wouldn’t you say? Just earlier… sigh, it’s enough to make a man green with envy.”

Chen Qing sighed, a look of envy and bitterness on his face. “Liu Han truly lives up to his name as one of the Seven Talents. He’s incredibly powerful. I saw the Liu Family Treasure Ship was filled to the brim. They didn’t just get several twenty-year-old Treasure Medicines, but also the Nine Waves Island chieftain’s Body Technique, the Ghost Shadow Mysterious Step.”

“That’s a genuine Superior Light Body Skill… Sigh. Comparing yourself to others is just infuriating! We work ourselves to the bone, risking our necks, and they get to walk away with the lion’s share.”

His tone was nonchalant, as if he were just complaining offhandedly.

But his words struck a chord with Zheng Hui and Zuo Feng.

Zheng Hui’s body tensed instantly. At the thought of the Zheng Family’s destruction, he forcefully suppressed the venomous hatred and killing intent boiling in his heart.

Meanwhile, Zheng Hui, who had kept his eyes downcast this whole time, suddenly snapped them open.

’And I heard he’s wearing the legendary Liu Family’s Clan Treasure Armor! That thing is priceless!’

’The heir to the Liu Family, fresh from a major battle, with limited protection and carrying such a great treasure… This is a godsent opportunity!’

Zheng Hui asked nonchalantly, “Liu Han?! Which way did he go? And how long ago did he leave?!”

“There,” Chen Qing said, pointing. “Just follow the main waterway southeast. It’s the Liu Family’s big ship. They left less than an incense stick’s time ago. With this wind and snow, they can’t have gotten far.”

Chen Qing casually pointed, his tone firm. “The ship is easy to spot. It’s flying the Liu Family’s banner, and the bow is carved with a Hai Dongqing.”

Zheng Hui took a deep breath. “Thank you. We should leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.”

“Alright!”

Zuo Feng nodded.

One after the other, the two figures followed the direction Chen Qing had pointed, instantly vanishing into the swirling snow at the far end of the waterway.

Watching them go, Chen Qing’s eyes narrowed to slits.

He had only mentioned a few things offhandedly, and some of it was pure fabrication.

Clearly, the allure of the Liu Family’s great treasures had been too much for them to resist.

Chen Qing hid the Treasure Ship near the shallows, had the Bone-Eroding Spider secure it with silk, then activated his Origin-Returning Breath-Sealing Art. Concealing his aura completely, he carefully followed after them.

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