Chapter 419 - 298: Only Children Make Choices

Chapter 419: Chapter 298: Only Children Make Choices

"The hunt has begun! Your test—or trial, you could say—is to hunt Exotic Beasts, right? And the biggest power underground is the Huang Family, right?" Hu Yun’s words echoed in his ear.

Tang Wen forced himself to show no reaction. When no one was looking, he gave a slight nod, mounted the White Tiger, and left.

The wind howled in his ears.

This time, the person in his arms was Feng San Niang.

The Third Lady’s figure was a bit taller and leaner than Zhou Bing’s. Tang Wen wrapped his arms around her slightly tense waist, buried his head in the crook of her fair neck, and gently inhaled the scent of her hair.

In response, the Third Lady’s gracefully curved upper body arched unnaturally.

"Relax."

Tang Wen signaled for Hu Qi to fall to the back of the group.

The White Tiger snorted, clearly knowing what Tang Wen was up to.

Sure enough, as Hu Qi gradually fell behind, Tang Wen couldn’t resist moving his hands upward.

Feng San Niang’s cheeks flushed, but not from shyness. She gently took Tang Wen’s hand and guided it further inside.

Hm?

’Would you believe me if I said that wasn’t what I meant?’

’I was just wondering how Hu Yun was going to carry out the hunt.’

’But the beauty has made her move. Why should I be polite?’

From time to time, Feng San Niang would throw back her snow-white neck.

On the way back to the surface, they didn’t take the rail cart again.

The White Tiger was much faster than the rail cart.

"Are the underground worlds all connected?" Tang Wen asked, looking up at the deep blue night sky as they rushed up from below.

"Perhaps. We also suspect that the tunnels here might connect to the Ten Thousand Mountains."

The White Tiger dispelled its wind barrier, and the biting cold wind rushed in, blowing away the oppressive feeling from being underground.

The winter night was frigid, and the two of them quickly grew cold.

No, to be precise, Tang Wen was still holding a pair of warm little watermelons, feeling all cozy. It was incredibly comfortable...

In the Huang Family palace, by the side of the bottomless well.

"It’s basically confirmed," Huang San said. "Tang Wen and that Feng San Niang will both be going."

"I’ll make sure they die down there," said Huang the Ninth.

Huang San nodded in satisfaction. He looked at the man who had been his brother for many years and reminded him, "With you making a move, I can rest easy. Tang Wen must die. But to divert suspicion from us, I will take our family’s Fifth Grade masters and stand in the open with the women from the Black Water Gang and the White Tiger Tribe. And..."

"I understand. If I fail, I won’t reveal that I’m from the Huang Family," Huang the Ninth said with a laugh. "Besides, he’s merely Extraordinary. Even if he’s at the Peak of Sixth Grade, what can he possibly use to win?"

The two exchanged a smile.

’How many years has the Huang Family stood firm in Ganshan City?’

’Do they think they can overturn the heavens just by relying on the White Tiger Tribe?’

’The White Tiger Tribe can’t take Ganshan City’s territory!’

’Ganshan City belongs to the Huang Family!’

When he had laughed enough, Huang San said, "Lao Jiu, let’s go over the plan again."

Ever since his failure against the White Tiger Tribe, when he was pinned to a wall by the White Tiger, Huang San had become more cautious.

"The state of the Demonized Fifth Grade is basically stable. As long as it doesn’t leave the Blood Pool for more than three days, it won’t lose control."

"Good. This trial will last for half a month. We’ll have plenty of time to kill him!"

"No, Third Brother. I’m going to take my men in and set up an ambush ahead of time. The Thunder Jade District may be our territory, but it’s too large. Too many things can go wrong."

"Mm," Huang San nodded, then asked, "How do we counter the Invisibility? Have you found a new method?"

"Still the Sixth Grade Tracking Mouse."

"Sixth Grade?" Although he already knew this, the more Huang San thought about it, the more he felt it wasn’t right. It wasn’t that he was a coward, but dealing with Tang Wen was a truly perilous undertaking.

If they failed, the least that would happen is Huang the Ninth and the Huang Family’s underground forces would be surrounded and annihilated by the White Tiger Tribe, the Black Water Gang, and others.

Although these men were loyal to the Huang Family and wouldn’t betray them...

...he was afraid the White Tiger Tribe’s methods were too skilled and they might actually obtain some evidence.

That would implicate him, Third Master Huang. He might even have to flee to a distant land, or perhaps hide underground himself.

Mulling it over, he frowned. "Are you sure the Tracking Mouse can see through the Thief Sect’s Moon Traveling Clothes?"

"It’s enough. I asked the Thief Sect traitor who defected to our side. The Moon Traveling Clothes have a hard time concealing scent," Huang the Ninth said, his eyes gleaming from under his black hood.

But Huang San was still uneasy. "From my observations, relying on Tang Wen’s scent isn’t a sure bet."

Huang the Ninth, still under his black robe, didn’t argue. Instead, he nodded. "Correct. That’s why I’ll also be tracking Feng San Niang and the others at the same time."

"What if Tang Wen hides and we just can’t find him?" Huang San was like the most demanding of clients.

Huang the Ninth answered with great patience, "If we fail, so be it. We’ll find another chance."

Huang San said, dissatisfied, "His growth rate is too fast!"

"Impatience is the greatest taboo when handling important matters. After the trial, the White Tiger Tribe will come down to stand guard. If Tang Wen comes down with them, I’ll find a chance to assassinate him then."

"And if he doesn’t come down?!"

"Then I’ll incite a Demon Tide, draw the White Tiger’s attention, and sneak up with the Fifth-grade Demon to kill Tang Wen!" Huang the Ninth threw back his hood, revealing a savage-looking bald head. "To put it simply: if the conditions are right, we kill! If they’re not, we create the conditions to kill!"

"Excellent! That’s the Master Jiu I know!" Huang San was finally relieved.

Huang the Ninth threw his head back and laughed. "After I kill him, I’ll use the Blood Pool to break through to Fourth Grade."

"Your brother will certainly offer his full support!"

The two exchanged another smile, their expressions open and frank, but each hiding their own ulterior motives.

Leaving the side of the deep well, he walked out of the palace.

Huang San looked at the bleak, desolate winter scene and couldn’t help but narrow his eyes. ’Fourth Grade? Becoming a true Fourth Grade is not an easy path, my ninth brother! You’ve already died once, how can you still be so naive!’

Huang Jiu watched him leave. The pitch-black doors slowly swung shut with a THUD, completely separating the sunlight from the darkness.

’If I don’t descend into hell, who will?’

Huang Jiu sighed silently, looked at the boundless well before him, and leaped down into it.

SHHHHH.