Chapter 462: Chapter 213: News from Long Mountain, Ecstasy, and Riot

The Beehive’s base is underground and relies on lamp lighting at all times.

However, during the day everyone is asleep, so there’s no need for so many light sources. Therefore, during the day, most of the lights are extinguished, leaving only a few for illumination.

The mining area is the same.

Cheng Ping, full of rage, stormed through passage 19 with four subordinates, rushing to the mining area, not even bothering to greet the person in charge, and directly headed towards cave 93.

Evidently, it was Xia Hong who arranged for him to stay at cave 93.

“That bastard dared to embarrass me in public. I want to see just how precious those two knives are.”

“As for Hong Yu, being someone Luo Ming brought along, he has no backing, killing him wouldn’t be a big deal.”

“It’s fitting that he’s here, assigned to mining area 8, and encountering a Silver-backed Rat to never return is just too normal.”

“Wang Hun isn’t easy to deal with; probably by now, that kid has taken quite a beating.”

……

Hearing his subordinates’ words, Cheng Ping’s expression gradually became excited.

Just then, he arrived at the entrance of cave 93, and he directly pushed the door and walked in, with a fierce grin on his face, speaking:

“Wang Hun, didn’t kill anyone, did you?”

It was daytime, and the cave was unlit, thus it was pitch black upon entering. Cheng Ping and his crew couldn’t see inside the cave, and no one replied, leaving them momentarily stunned.

“Light it up.”

At Cheng Ping’s command, the four behind him immediately went to ignite the stone wall of the cave.

Boom……

The fire blazed, revealing the scene inside the cave.

Cheng Ping and his crew were instantly dumbfounded.

Inside the cave, six people were kneeling side by side in front of a bed, with another pinned to the ground by a long knife, face flushed red. It was clear he wanted to struggle, yet feared something, remaining motionless.

On the bed, sitting cross-legged was someone, whose bright eyes under the firelight were fixed on the five of them. Who else could it be but Hong Yu?

“Wang Hun, what’s going on…”

Cheng Ping instinctively asked, but as soon as he spoke, a chill ran up his spine as he turned quickly to flee.

He and his four subordinates reacted fast, even though they couldn’t fathom why the cave scene was like this, they vaguely sensed that this Hong Yu wasn’t as simple as he appeared, so they turned to escape quickly.

Unfortunately, how could their speed compare to Xia Hong?

“Didn’t you want to see the knives? Here, take a look!”

As Xia Hong finished speaking, he gently kicked with his foot, sending the Yi Blade, which pinned Wang Hun, flying directly towards Cheng Ping and his crew.

Whoosh……

A fierce wind struck from behind before Cheng Ping could react, being slammed to the ground by immense force. His bones let out a few crisp sounds, unable to utter a word for a long while.

Struggling to turn his head, he realized that two of the slowest to escape had their bodies smashed apart by the Yi Blade, dying instantly. He and the other two weren’t hit by the Yi Blade but were crushed by the residual force from the two corpses.

“Cheng Ping didn’t recognize Mount Tai*; spare me, my lord, spare me!” (*An idiom meaning ignorance)

Just the knife kicked out, brutally killed two individuals with Basic Strength over twenty thousand pounds, and the residual force from their corpses even reduced him and the other two to this state.

Even as dense as Cheng Ping is, he realized at this moment that Hong Yu was not someone he could afford to offend.

Enduring the severe pain from his bones, he struggled to rise and knelt before Xia Hong, continuously kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Seizing the moment, he glanced at the two beside him, noticing they were already dead from the residual force, identical to the two directly hit by the Yi Blade. This undoubtedly terrified him even more, hastening his kowtowing and begging.

“Shut up, you come over here, and the seven of you clean up the bodies!”

Just released from being pinned by the large knife, Wang Hun moved quickest, immediately rising to clean up the four corpses on the ground, with the other six following suit.

Cheng Ping, almost crawling, moved before Xia Hong, dare not even raise his head, and didn’t dare to wipe the blood flowing from his mouth.

Seeing Cheng Ping’s frantic and fearful look, Xia Hong smirked coldly.

If Cheng Ping didn’t have some value for questioning, he would have exerted full force, and that kick would kill even if ten Cheng Pings came.

With such a minor character, Xia Hong disdained to waste words, directly questioning:

“Let me ask you, which Camps does Beehive usually have dealing relationships with?”

“I know of six, namely Camps Wushuang, Zhaoyang, Hanqiong in the north; Yang Lu, Yucheng in the west; and Great Xia in the southeast.”

Longyou has twelve camps in total, excluding the Alliance Hierarch Long Mountain and Beehive, leaving ten. Naming five camps upon asking, a subtle gleam appeared in Xia Hong’s eyes.

“Do you know the exact locations of these five camps?”

“This… I’m not sure. I only know their general direction.”

Xia Hong didn’t hesitate, directly pulling out a piece of Beast Skin from his bag, handing Cheng Ping a coal stone, saying, “Mark their general locations.”

Cheng Ping evidently resigned, took the coal pen, and obediently marked the approximate positions of the five camps.

“What do you know about Long Mountain?”

After collecting the Beast Skin Roll, Xia Hong continued questioning.

“Long Mountain is west of Pingxi Plain, approximately more than fifty kilometers from here. Longshan Camp is the Alliance Hierarch of Longyou, with all eleven camps east of Pingxi Plain honoring Longshan Camp, our Beehive included.”