Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 1165: 455: Assassination_3
Capítulo 1165: Chapter 455: Assassination_3
Upon turning around, he saw several people moving a corpse.
He furrowed his brows slightly:
“What’s going on?”
“In response to Leader Zhuo, the Alliance Hierarch has ordered to see what kind of person this seemingly lifeless Taoist really is.”
Those carrying the corpse immediately spoke.
Zhuo Qing nodded and gave a command:
“After those people come up, let them have a cup of tea first and take a break.
“Our Nanhai Alliance is one of the top three in the South Sea; we must set an example in everything.
“We must not rely on our martial arts prowess to bully the weak.
“They might have been quite frightened tonight, so give them a pot of Calming Tea to settle their nerves.
“Also, don’t touch their coffin.”
“Yes.”
After agreeing, several people went to carry out the orders.
Zhuo Qing followed those individuals and entered the cabin to report to Mo Han.
The Vice Alliance Hierarch’s ship was naturally large.
Su Mo’s large ship was already considered massive, but compared to this, it was insignificant.
Mo Han’s location was the largest room on the ship.
Arriving at the door without announcing his presence, he heard a voice from inside:
“Is Zhuo Qing here?”
“Alliance Hierarch, Zhuo Qing is here to report.”
“Come in.”
The door opened, and Zhuo Qing led several people into the room.
The first thing he saw upon entering was a desk, and a man over fifty sitting there writing something with a brush.
His brows were tightly furrowed, clearly troubled by something on his mind.
After a while, he set down the brush, glanced at the corpse, then smiled lightly and shifted his gaze to Zhuo Qing:
“Zhuo Qing, your martial arts are becoming more advanced.”
“It’s all thanks to the Alliance Hierarch’s guidance.”
“Hey? I’ve already told you to call me the Vice Alliance Hierarch.”
Mo Han waved it off: “Otherwise, if it gets out, it will be awkward to explain.”
“But there’s no one else here.”
Zhuo Qing chuckled softly.
“You…”
Mo Han shook his head gently, stood up, and walked to the corpse, scrutinizing it quietly.
Zhuo Qing asked softly:
“Alliance Hierarch…why do you insist on examining this corpse?”
Mo Han glanced at him:
“Do you think this person is truly nameless?”
“Certainly not.”
Zhuo Qing shook his head: “This person’s martial arts are extraordinary, the sword stance is fierce, unparalleled. If not for Heaven’s Will Like a Blade, unpredictable, tonight’s life or death outcome would be hard to say.”
“Exactly.”
Mo Han nodded: “Since he’s definitely not nameless, why does he claim to be nameless?”
This answer was obvious, likely because he didn’t want to reveal his identity.
Thus Zhuo Qing didn’t respond, and Mo Han didn’t elaborate.
He just smiled and said:
“Then tell me, nowadays, who would come to assassinate me?”
“…Qi Family.”
Zhuo Qing said without thinking.
Mo Han snorted coldly: “Nonsense, Qi Family’s Qi Dingtian is our Nanhai Alliance’s Third Elder. He holds a high position and has made many contributions to our alliance.
“Why would he send someone to kill me?”
“Burning Wood Armor.”
Zhuo Qing said gravely.
Mo Han fell silent after hearing this and finally sighed:
“Since ancient times, wealth moves the heart.
“Don’t blame the heart’s greed, nor blame wealth for enticing people.
“Only blame those who hold wealth for being unable to guard it.
“Just now there was an opportunity to exploit.
“Zhuo Qing, remember, when traveling in Jianghu, publicly it’s about reason, privately it’s about fists.
“When your fists are large enough, the public reason will favor you…because then, what you say becomes reason.”
“I heed your teachings, Alliance Hierarch.”
When Zhuo Qing said this, he looked at the corpse on the ground:
“So, is he really from the Qi Family?”
“Regardless if he is or not, he must be.”
Mo Han smiled slightly: “The reasoning of the Qi Family is sometimes hard, sometimes soft. Therefore, to a certain extent, we must engage in reason properly.
“If this person is not from Qi Family, it’s just helping our reasoning become firmer, and ours become more justified.
“Conversely, if this person is indeed from the Qi Family…
“Then it’s a foolish move.
“Hmm…among Qi Sect’s Double Heroes, I recall there being a Dao Gongzi.
“Do you think he resembles this Taoist?”
“He does.”
Zhuo Qing instantly understood and said firmly: “Even if he doesn’t resemble, he must!”
Upon hearing this, Mo Han glanced again at the surrounding Nanhai Alliance disciples:
“What do you all think?”
The group exchanged glances and spoke in unison:
“Resembles!”
“One person might be mistaken, two people might be mistaken, but with so many people, how can there be a mistake?”
Mo Han shook his head gently: “Our Nanhai Alliance has not treated Qi Family poorly, yet didn’t expect Qi Dingtian would send his son Qi Sheng Tao to kill me for the Burning Wood Armor…
“Truly lamentable…lamentable indeed!”
His words fell, and suddenly his eyebrows raised, kneeling and reaching to touch the corpse’s face.
At the edge of the cheek, there was a piece of human skin flipped over.
He pinched it with his fingers, intending to peel it off, but his expression changed suddenly.
Because at that moment, the seemingly dead body suddenly opened its eyes.
At the same time, fingers struck from behind, each targeting a vital point.
Zhuo Qing!?
Mo Han’s pupils shrank as Sword Qi and Blade Light rose simultaneously.
The Longsword pierced Mo Han’s heart.
The Blade Light sliced the throats of surrounding Nanhai Alliance disciples.
In an instant, the corpse hadn’t fallen yet, Zhuo Qing had already shaken the blood off the blade, shouting sharply:
“Rogue, how dare you!?”
Sword Qi and Blade Light erupted violently, the entire cabin suddenly shattered, dragging the corpse caught in the blade and sword into pieces, riddled with wounds!
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Inside a section of the ship’s cabin.
The man steering the ship had an anxious expression.
Pacing back and forth inside the room.
Su Mo was staring intently at a cup of tea on the table, lost in thought.
Wei Ziyi had countless things to say, but due to the location, couldn’t utter a single word.
Suddenly, Su Mo seemed to come to his senses, looked up, and smiled:
“Don’t panic, once situated, let things be.”
The man steering the ship sighed: “Sorry for causing you such laughter.”
He knew full well, panic would serve no purpose at this point.
Yet the coffin had already been placed aside, and someone went to check the ship.
Inspecting the ship was inconsequential; the worry was someone might casually open the coffin to have a peek.
If they caught sight of Elder Du’s face, that would spell trouble.
However, he was somewhat surprised that the person entrusted by the Master at the end was far from ordinary, still able to maintain composure at this moment.
He couldn’t help but ask:
“Are you… not worried at all?”
Su Mo smiled: “No need to worry, if predictions are correct, a turning point will soon arrive.”
The man steering the ship sighed, just about to say ‘hopefully so’.
But before uttering a word, chaotic footsteps and shouts of murder rang outside the cabin:
“Alliance Hierarch has been killed!”
“This Taoist was so cunning, he actually played dead!”
“Guard all parts of the ship, don’t let him escape.”
“Capture him, and he’ll definitely be dismembered.”
The sound reached the ears, the man steering the ship suddenly looked at Su Mo.
Only to see Su Mo’s face remain calm, completely unfazed.
He… knew?
