With a glance, Lone Wolf noticed soone atop the wall. He looked up and reminded, "Brother Feng, be careful. The base of the wall is full of spikes, covered with dirt. Those bastards are really cruel!"
Xiao Feng nodded to show he understood.
In fact, he had already noticed that the soil at the base of the wall looked suspicious, suggesting it had been tampered with recently.
Could it be that Bai Huanyu anticipated his wall-climbing, so he set this trap just to spite him?
But whether anticipated or unintended, it didn't matter anymore.
Since he was here, there was no point in overthinking it.
He turned to remind the Martial Monks and Xue Nuofu, then leaped a distance, rolling upon landing to absorb the impact. Scanning his surroundings, he found he was not yet discovered.
The Martial Monks and Xue Nuofu mimicked his jump, and Hui Yixin, slightly shaken, asked, "Boss, there won't be a shootout later, will there?"
"Can't you be a little more ambitious?" Xiao Feng chided, annoyed. "Seeing you so scared makes want to shoot your head off."
But even so, Xiao Feng reassured the Martial Monks, clearly stating there would be no shootout.
They stealthily approached the entrance of Zheng Wei's courtyard, and Xiao Feng instructed Xue Nuofu to guard the door as they burst in.
Lone Wolf, already fuming, kicked the door open without hesitation.
"Bang!"
The old, ramshackle door, suddenly kicked open, creaked as it swung and then fell apart.
"Crack!"
The door broke into pieces, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Zheng Wei, who was carefully tattooing Zheng Zhentian, startled by the disruption, accidentally cut a gash in Zheng Zhentian's neck.
"Aaaaaah!"
Zheng Zhentian, who had been gritting his teeth, couldn't help but scream in agony, his cries as shrill as a pig being slaughtered.
"It's you?!"
Zheng Wei glared at Xiao Feng with fiery anger, his teeth almost grinding to dust.
According to tradition in the Celestial Defect Sect, tattooing was a significant ritual, demanding an audience of esteed onlookers.
But in modern tis, the ceremony had been greatly simplified.
Yet, one critical aspect remained unchanged.
The tattooing process must not be interrupted under any circumstances.
Any mistake ant the person could not be accepted into the sect.
This was an ironclad rule!
The bleeding wound on Zheng Zhentian's neck was a severe, irreversible error.
This ant Zheng Wei's nearly half-month effort had been in vain.
"It seems you already know about the Seven Evils Palm?" Zheng Wei asked coldly.
Xiao Feng was baffled: "Seven Evils Palm? What Seven Evils Palm?"
"???"
This question left Zheng Wei utterly confused.
In his mind, Xiao Feng's nightti invasion could only an he had discovered the Seven Evils Palm.
But now it seed that wasn't the case?
"What are you trying to do, sneaking in here at this hour?" Zheng Wei shouted angrily.
Xiao Feng chuckled, "Nothing, I just find you annoying and wanted to ss with you for fun."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Wei determined Xiao Feng was toying with him.
He stopped wasting words, his arms tensed as his hands turned an inky black.
Xiao Feng cocked his head, casually said, "Attack!"
Without hesitation, the eighteen Martial Monks stepped forward, forming two rows, ready for confrontation.
"Amitabha!" Hui Yi clasped his hands, solemnly declaring, "To reincarnate as a human is indeed rare. I implore you not to start a conflict, for in the next life, you might not return as a human."
"Hahaha!" Zheng Wei laughed in exasperation, "You break in here at night and have the nerve to urge to avoid conflict?
And you're saying I can't return as a human next life, so I'm dood to die?"
Hui Yi shook his head in lant, "If you're set on being stubborn, then my brothers and I will just have to free you from suffering."
Zheng Wei sneered, "Humph! Arrogant, arrogant, arrogant..."
"..." The Martial Monks.
What's with suddenly barking like a dog?
But they quickly realized sothing was wrong.
As Zheng Wei emphatically barked, his body quivered, and his hair stood up like seaweed.
In the next mont, Xiao Feng appeared from behind Zheng Wei, looking at the posturing Hui Yi and others, exasperated, "Next ti you fight, just do it. Why bother with all that talk?
Do you really think shouting slogans will defeat soone?"
The Martial Monks felt utterly embarrassed, as if they wished they could vanish into thin air.
"Don't just stand there, tie him up and take him away," Xiao Feng commanded.
The Martial Monks surged forward, using the prepared ropes and tape to securely bind Zheng Wei, squeezing his flesh tightly.
"Boss, what do we do with these two kids?" Hui Shiwu pointed to Zheng Zhentian and the boy in front of him.
At that mont, Zheng Zhentian grabbed the boy by the neck, looking at Xiao Feng and others with all the wariness, threatening, "Don't co closer, let my master go, or I'll kill him!"
"Heh." Xiao Feng chuckled dryly, realizing the boy had been deeply brainwashed.
Despite being victims, they weren't united, which was ironic.
"Go ahead and kill!" Xiao Feng shrugged dismissively, "I didn't co to save him. If you want to kill, it's none of my business!"
Zheng Zhentian, furious, yelled, "You!"
Xiao Feng continued firmly, "What? Afraid to act? Then let help you!"
Saying this, he raised the Thunder Pattern Steel and struck at the boy.
"Aaaaaaaah!"
Both began to twist and then fell straight to the ground.
"Take these two along as well," Xiao Feng instructed.
Judging from prior eavesdropping, it was clear they were victims, and rescuing them if possible was worth it.
Moreover, there was an important reason.
When Bai Huanyu couldn't find Zheng Wei tomorrow, he'd certainly co here. Leaving these two boys would an they'd surely reveal who was responsible.
Even without interrogation, Bai Huanyu would still suspect him, but certain things remained as they'd always been.
Without evidence, any suspicion remained just that—a suspicion.
"Old Xue, nothing suspicious?" Xiao Feng called out to Xue Nuofu at the courtyard entrance.
Xue Nuofu shook his head: "No one wants to approach this yard, and since you didn't cause a ruckus, nobody's wandering by."
Hearing this, Xiao Feng nodded slightly and said, "Later, move the spike boards buried under the wall's base. Let the Bai family taste what it's like to step on spikes."
"Leave it to !" Lone Wolf, eager for a chance, volunteered.
Naturally, no one competed with him for the task.
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