CHAPTER 627: CHAPTER 383, NO WAY OUT!

Golden Wind Street, the evening breeze that blew didn’t carry the scent of money but rather brought a choking smell of substandard lamp oil.

Most of the people living here couldn’t afford the clean and simple but expensive new energy sources, so they resorted to finding primitive materials to refine and process to maintain their livelihood.

Of course, this was illegal.

According to the laws of the Empire, it posed a huge safety hazard.

They didn’t worry about whether you could afford to eat, but were concerned about your personal safety.

"Old friend?" A hint of sarcasm emerged at the corner of the old man’s mouth as he spoke, "When it came down to killing the families and friends of ’old friends,’ you never showed mercy."

"Such is the life in the martial world; one often has no control over their actions."

"Heh..." The mockery on the old man’s face grew thicker, and he lost interest in conversing.

Ever since experiencing the massacre that annihilated Tang Fei, he no longer wished to speak to anyone.

Human hearts are as malevolent as evil spirits; oftentimes, the living are more terrifying than ghosts.

Ghosts scare people, but people devour each other.

"Did you seek me out to capture me for a reward and claim credit?"

"You’re misunderstanding me. So many years have passed since that incident, what do I want with capturing you?"

"Then... after all this tracking, you couldn’t possibly have come to my door just to have a casual chat and reminisce, right?"

"I inadvertently discovered a person, a very interesting young man."

The man in black smiled amicably, his eyelids droopy, his lips thick.

What particularly caught the eye was his nose, large and prominent, pockmarked and covered in red spots.

This made his already ordinary face appear even more filthy and ugly.

"I took a strong interest in him and wanted to see who was around him... and then, I found you. Old friend, isn’t that fate?"

The old man felt his heart sink with a "thud."

Tang Fei was exposed.

He was exposed too.

He knew of the connection between Tang Fei and himself...

Did he know Tang Fei’s real identity?

The old man’s eyes turned fierce, staring at the man in black and saying, "I thought Alcohol Fool’s eyes only saw wine, but it turns out there are worldly concerns as well."

"I didn’t want to, but since he entered the door of the Sheng Family, I had to find out exactly who he is. Is he truly a poor boy with a clear identity and no roots?"

"Sheng Kuang, what exactly do you want?"

The man in black rubbed his swollen nose, which, due to his vigorous rubbing, appeared even more reddened and glaring.

"Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that? Lu Yu, what are you really up to?"

The old man didn’t respond.

What he wanted to do was naturally unspeakable.

"I don’t care what you’re looking to do but keep it away from our Sheng Family and don’t involve Sheng Xinhua..."

Sheng Kuang threatened, "I don’t care if you live or die, but if you harm my family, then I’ll fight you with everything I’ve got."

"Heh, the state of your Sheng Family has nothing to do with us, nor does it have anything to do with what we plan to do..." Lu Yu laughed coldly, but inside he was hoping that Sheng Kuang didn’t care.

If Sheng Kuang truly sought to investigate, his and Tang Fei’s identities might be exposed to the public.

That would be devastating.

He could not accept such consequences; thus, the best solution was to kill him.

Unfortunately, killing one of the Three Fools, Alcohol Fool, was easier said than done.

This was Phoenix City, even if it was just a corner of Phoenix City... it was still Phoenix City...

A slight misstep could not only expose his own identity but also would offend such a powerful adversary.

"That would be for the best." Sheng Kuang nodded in satisfaction.

His gaze deepened as he looked at the old man and said, "You’ve managed to cling to life... wouldn’t it be better to spend it on wine? Why harbor those unrealistic fantasies?"

"All I care about in my heart is wine, while all you care about in yours is hatred."

"But, like this, you’ll get many people killed. Including that boy, including yourself, and many innocent people..."

"I’m not even afraid to live, so why would I fear death?"

"It seems your mind is made up, so I wish you good luck." After speaking, Sheng Kuang, clutching his wine gourd, prepared to turn and leave.

The old man opened his mouth to say thanks but, despite his throat’s movements, he just couldn’t utter the words.

Sheng Kuang, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, waved his hand and said, "Off to drink, off to drink... ’Life’s joys should be fully savored, don’t let a golden cup face the moon in loneliness. The immortal who planted peach trees, plucks blossoms to exchange for wine money...’ "

The figure receded, and the voice faded away.

A beautiful young man in white clothes appeared beside the old man, gazing at the departing figure with an emotionless face, he asked, "Not killing?"

"Do you have the confidence for a guaranteed fatal blow?"

Bai Wuxin concentrated in thought, then shook his head and said, "No. His Cultivation Realm is not below mine."

"To comprehend Dao through wine, the divine immortal within wine. Alcohol Fool has been renowned for years; he’s probably already entered the Grandmaster Realm... Killing him will be very difficult."

"If we fail and he escapes... it will only be worse for us."

"Why provoke such a formidable enemy at this crucial time?"

"Aren’t you afraid he’ll spill the beans?"

"I am. But I know he won’t."

"Because you’re ’old friends’?"

"I don’t believe in friends, nor in ’old friends.’" The old man shook his head lightly and said, "He won’t speak, not because of me... but because of that boy."

"He’s close with the Sheng Family, intimately connected with that young Miss of theirs... He’ll stay silent to protect the Sheng Family, to protect that Miss."