Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan exchanged a glance, both recognizing the surprise in each other's eyes. If it weren't for their swift and decisive actions, that man in black would have made a sound and alerted others.
"Where are the supplies?" Wang Yi said coldly.
"They... the Granary is in the northwest corner..." The Dark-clad Man involuntarily began to speak, but before he could finish, he felt a chill in his throat and lost consciousness.
Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan changed into the black-clad man's clothes and disappeared from the scene.
Soon, they arrived at the northwest corner of the building cluster, where several large wooden houses appeared before them. Outside each house stood two Black-Clad Men guarding the entrance, holding Pudao. They exchanged glances, and Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan walked toward the wooden house together.
"Who goes there? Stop immediately! This is the Granary; unauthorized personnel must leave at once," one of the burly men shouted as he saw Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan approaching.
"Brother, don't you recognize me? Last time we were drinking together," Wang Yi said with a smile. "I admired your drinking skills greatly; I hold you in high regard."
At this moment, it was getting late, and the bright moon had long been obscured by dark clouds, making visibility poor; neither side could see each other's faces clearly.
"Oh, it's you. I didn't know you were here. Don't you know this is the Granary?" The burly man couldn't see Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan's faces clearly, but hearing Wang Yi's flattery made him feel good about himself, and his tone softened considerably.
"Brother, we've been suffering from the Soldiers' harassment for days without a proper meal. So Big Boss sent us to get some food for our Brothers to ensure they can eat well and defeat the Soldiers tomorrow," Wang Yi explained.
"Get supplies? Why come at night instead of during the day?" The burly man's eyes showed a hint of suspicion.
Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan exchanged glances and stepped forward together.
"Hey, who are you two? I've never seen you before..." The Black-Clad Man paused as he noticed Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan about ten feet away. Before he could finish his sentence, a flash of sword light passed before his eyes, and he knew nothing more.
Wang Yi and Jin Qinghan each threw two black-clad men into the Granary. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a fire ignited inside the warehouse, instantly turning into a raging blaze.
"Brothers, the Granary is on fire! Hurry and come put it out!" Wang Yi ran to another Granary, his face filled with urgency as he shouted.
"What? The Granary is on fire? What's going on?" one of the Black-Clad Men asked in confusion. Looking over, he indeed saw flames rising from the other Granary, the fire roaring and illuminating the night sky with a fiery glow, the sound of crackling wood echoing continuously.
"Big Brother, hurry and put out the fire! Otherwise, if Big Boss finds out, we won't be able to bear the consequences," Wang Yi urged anxiously.
The two Black-Clad Men hesitated at first, but upon hearing Wang Yi's words, their expressions changed immediately. "Quickly save it!"
However, before they could run out the door, they felt a chill at the back of their heads and lost consciousness.
A fire blazed fiercely in the Granary, with crackling sounds resembling popping beans.
Wang Yi looked up and saw that the third Granary was already burning; evidently, Jin Qinghan had succeeded.
"Put out the fire!"
"Help!"
At that moment, cries for help filled the night air, and the once silent Mang Mountain erupted into chaos as countless shadows rushed toward the Granary.
In the next moment, over a hundred Bandits appeared around the Granary. A middle-aged man dressed in an Azure Robe and wielding a sword shouted commands to instruct everyone to extinguish the flames.
At that moment, a horn suddenly sounded at the foot of the mountain.
"Soldiers are attacking the mountain!"
A fearful shout erupted again on Mang Mountain, causing the bandits to panic and tremble in fear, all realizing that this was a premeditated attack by the Court.
On Mang Mountain, in the blink of an eye, the sounds of battle filled the air, with the clashing of swords and knives ringing incessantly, accompanied by continuous screams.
A burly man in black armor, holding a spear, shouted at the middle-aged man in Azure Robe, "Brother Li, you lead the brothers to put out the fire. I will go and drive back the soldiers, letting this prince know that Mang Mountain is not so easily breached." With that, the man in black armor led more than ten bandits toward the Mountain Base.
At this time, the middle-aged man in Azure Robe led the remaining bandits to extinguish the flames.
"Li Kaishan." Hidden in the shadows, Wang Yi looked at the middle-aged man in Azure Robe, his eyes filled with killing intent as he leaped out.
In the next moment, Wang Yi appeared before Li Kaishan.
"You... you are Wang Yi. How did you get here?" Li Kaishan exclaimed upon seeing Wang Yi. "Li Yuyan? Where is Li Yuyan?"
"Li Kaishan, our enmity should come to an end." Wang Yi fixed his gaze on the worried Li Kaishan, his eyes brimming with killing intent as he said coldly.
"Enmity? Wang Yi, what enmity do we have? Don't you remember that if it weren't for me, you would have been dead long ago?" Li Kaishan was bewildered and did not understand what Wang Yi was talking about.
"Do you remember that when we first met, you killed everyone in a village, sparing not even the elderly or children who were powerless to resist? You deserve to die." Wang Yi's eyes were filled with murderous rage as he finished saying 'you deserve to die,' and his body shot toward Li Kaishan like lightning.
"Quick, quick! Stop him!" Li Kaishan was horrified and hurriedly ordered the surrounding bandits to block Wang Yi. It was only then that he realized Wang Yi had come seeking revenge.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Suddenly, several piercing screams echoed behind Li Kaishan, and a few heads shot up into the night sky. Several Bandits fell to the ground, blood staining the earth.
Jin Qinghan's Remaining Cloud Sword flickered with light, exuding an impressive aura that these Transcendence Realm warriors could not withstand. In an instant, dozens of them were slain.
Li Kaishan looked at Wang Yi with eyes full of fear. With a crack, his chest shattered, his life hanging by a thread as he coughed up large amounts of blood.
"Wang... Wang Yi, tell me, is Li Yuyan dead... or alive?" Li Kaishan collapsed onto the cold ground, his fearful gaze gradually fading, replaced by a look of pleading and longing as he stared at Wang Yi, motionless.
"She is still alive," Wang Yi replied calmly.
"Wang... Wang Yi, take this Storage Bag. I beg you, take care of Li Yuyan for me." Li Kaishan's eyes were filled with desperation, and only when Wang Yi nodded did he slowly close his eyes.
Wang Yi took the Storage Bag.
"Run! The Big Boss is dead!"
"Run!"
At that moment, the cries for help filled Mang Mountain. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached, and Zhao Xuan appeared, leading Iron Curtain and others.
Chu Yixuan also emerged from the flames.
Under Mang Mountain, inside the large tent.
"This time, the successful eradication of the Mangshan Bandits is all thanks to Brother Wang and everyone’s efforts. Let us drink to this!" Zhao Xuan raised his cup and laughed.
Iron Curtain and the others nodded in agreement, filled with envy. At this moment, each of them felt deep regret; if only they had accompanied Wang Yi, they too would have shared in the glory.
Iron Curtain, Li Gang, and the others looked at Wang Yi with mixed expressions. They knew that with this successful bandit suppression, Crown Prince Zhao Xuan would surely treat him favorably. If Zhao Xuan took a liking to him, his future would be limitless.
"Your Highness, you flatter me. This time, I was able to burn down the Bandit Granary entirely thanks to Brother Chu and Jin Ge's contributions. I, Wang Yi, dare not take credit," Wang Yi said sincerely. "Moreover, if it weren't for Your Highness's timely assistance last night, we might have perished on Mang Mountain."
Chu Yixuan cast a grateful glance at Wang Yi. Although the Chu Family was one of the Three Great Families of Xiangzhou Prefecture, in the eyes of the Crown Prince, they were as insignificant as ants. If the Chu Family could gain Zhao Xuan's recognition, they would surely rise to greater heights.
Zhao Xuan glanced at Wang Yi and nodded inwardly. He raised his cup to invite Chu Yixuan and Jin Qinghan to drink heartily. Everyone was joyful, but there was one person who sat at the table with a face that changed from blue to white. He sat alone, drinking in silence without raising his head. Compared to the lively atmosphere around him, he felt extremely awkward. He was Yang Shiqi from Xiangzhou Prefecture.
At this moment, Yang Shiqi felt very uncomfortable. He could hardly believe that a mere youth had managed to defeat the fierce Flying Swallow. Although he hadn’t killed Flying Swallow himself, if it weren't for this youth successfully burning down the Bandit's supplies, how could there have been today’s victory? He cursed the deceased Flying Swallow in his heart and felt an anger that had no outlet.
Thinking about the bet he had made with Wang Yi earlier only fueled his rage further. As a dignified governor of a state with high status and reputation who benefited many, he found himself cursing himself as a turtle bastard. If word got out, how would he face his colleagues? How would he face the countless people of Xiangzhou Prefecture? How would he face the Song Emperor?
"Lord Yang, Flying Swallow has been defeated and Xiangzhou Prefecture is at peace. Why are you still so gloomy?" Zhao Xuan asked when he saw Yang Shiqi not lifting his head.
"I... I am overjoyed beyond measure! This time His Highness was able to slay Flying Swallow; it is truly a blessing for Your Majesty, for me, and for the common people," Yang Shiqi stood up and cupped his hands in salute.
"Lord Yang need not be so modest; if it weren't for Chen Lao's contributions..." Zhao Xuan waved his hand.
"The Crown Prince overpraises me; this is what I should do," said the Gray-Robed Elder standing behind Zhao Xuan, lowering his head slightly with a hoarse and deep voice.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi was taken aback. The Flying Swallow was at the Yuanjing Eighth Layer, yet it was slain by this seemingly unremarkable old man before him. It seemed that the Gray-Robed Elder was indeed formidable.
At the table, Yang Shiqi noticed Wang Yi eating and drinking happily, thinking that he might have forgotten about their bet, which eased his mind a bit. If Wang Yi suddenly turned hostile and made Yang Shiqi insult himself, he truly wouldn't know what to do.
After several rounds of drinks, everyone had eaten and drunk their fill. The Sergeants stood in formation, their long spears like a forest, exuding a murderous aura. The summer breeze blew, making the air unbearably hot.
"Everyone, I am here on the orders of my father, the king, to inspect various regions. Now that the Mangshan Bandits have been eliminated, I must return to the capital to report. I hope to see you all again in the future," Zhao Xuan said with cupped fists.
"Your Highness is too modest," everyone replied respectfully.
"Farewell," Zhao Xuan said.
The group spurred their horses and headed towards the Kaiyang Sect.
Yang Shiqi nervously watched Wang Yi ride away, and his heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally landed as he regained his composure.
Suddenly, Wang Yi turned back and shouted, "Lord Yang, have you forgotten our agreement?" His voice boomed like thunder, reaching every Sergeant's ears.
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