CHAPTER 74: CHAPTER 61: RETURN (5K)_2

At the same time, twenty guards wielding strong crossbows followed him.

"Are you the Know-it-all?"

At this moment.

Zhang Feng was looking at the middle-aged man in the courtyard who was kowtowing and worshipping. He noticed that Know-it-all had some martial skills, about thirty percent Spirit Awakening level.

However, this appearance was not on the paper painted by Hero Chu.

But according to his voice, it was indeed the voice from behind the wall.

"It’s me, humble citizen!"

Although Know-it-all was curious that this renowned martial hero was actually the Seventh Prince, under the surrounding crossbows, his words were filled with respect and fear, saying:

"Humble citizen failed to recognize Mount Tai the other day... did not immediately come out to greet the Seventh Prince... hope... Seventh Prince forgives my offense!"

"It’s okay." Zhang Feng shook his head, and ordered the surrounding crossbowmen to retreat.

Otherwise, frightened, he kept trembling, and his words were broken and intermittent.

As soon as the crossbowmen withdrew.

Know-it-all relaxed a lot, at least his kneeling body stopped shivering.

"Master!" Xiaowu brought a master’s chair from inside the house, placing it behind Zhang Feng.

"Hmm." Zhang Feng sat down and looked at Know-it-all, who hadn’t gotten up, and said: "Sir, please rise."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Know-it-all slowly stood up.

Perhaps because the crossbowmen had left.

As he got up, he quietly observed the ’Seventh Prince Hero’.

Seeing this hero again, he noticed the aura of royalty from the palace.

’If it weren’t for the identical appearance, I would have thought they were two different people...’

Know-it-all found it remarkable, not expecting that a person’s demeanor could switch so freely.

’This must be some unimaginable level of mastery over the body?’

Through Zhang Feng’s change in demeanor, Know-it-all guessed that Zhang Feng was definitely not the rumored hedonist.

On the contrary, he was an unparalleled master Know-it-all couldn’t even imagine.

Meanwhile, seeing him observe himself, Zhang Feng asked: "I have been looking for you for several days before you appeared. Is there something today that you need my assistance with, so you came forward?"

"I would not dare!" Know-it-all immediately lowered his head in fear.

Now, he feared Zhang Feng’s martial skills more than the crossbows.

"Still about that night." Zhang Feng then took a cup of tea handed by Xiaowu. While drinking, he asked Know-it-all, who was hanging his head:

"Among those who attempted to assassinate the palace, is there anyone you recognize?"

"Not very familiar!" Know-it-all first hurriedly clarified his relationship, then said: "But I know Old Thief Wu and Old Thief Xun. These two thieves trained a group of capable martial artists.

Now, their whereabouts, I do not know, but I know where these people are."

"Speak." Zhang Feng was interested, putting down his teacup.

Because three years ago in Anqing County, that County Captain he caught could have been included in the mission.

It just required interrogation, and thus he chose not to kill him.

But now, it seemed there were many such people.

Killing a few randomly would complete the mission.

And could prevent future troubles.

"Those martial artists are at Xingwu Manor, three hundred miles outside Lin City!" Know-it-all chose not to haggle over the price, saying directly:

"Besides these martial artists, several of Old Thief Xun’s personal disciples are among them.

If they can be wiped out in one strike, it would be like breaking the left and right arms of the two thieves.

Even if the two thieves have extraordinary martial arts, they would find it hard to stir up trouble with so many masters in the palace!"

Know-it-all decided to sell the information completely.

"There will be rewards!" Zhang Feng nodded, then looked at Xiaowu, "Take my Palace Seal, go to General Sheng outside the city, and order my guards to assemble fifty miles north of the city."

To prevent any escaping fish from the net, Zhang Feng wanted to surround them.

And as a Prince, Zhang Feng was permitted to have five hundred private soldiers, though officially they were called guards.

Usually, they trained in the barracks outside the city.

Zhang Feng rarely managed them.

In addition, Zhang Feng also sent a letter with another guard into the palace, requesting more reinforcements.

Since he was a Prince, there was no reason not to use this identity.

The Level 2 initial growth world was designed to provide convenience.

In future Level 2 worlds, one might not even be able to use it even if one wanted to.

...

That afternoon.

Cloud Mist Manor.

Although called a manor, it was actually a small village on flat open ground.

About fifty small houses with courtyards formed a continuous area.

From the outside, inside and outside the manor, there were fields and water, and people tilling the soil, nothing remarkable.

Including occasional outsiders passing by the manor, coming to ask for water or temporary shelter, the inhabitants warmly hosted them, with nothing amiss.

But in actuality, the ninety plus men and women here were all capable martial artists.

And at this moment.

These martial artists were pretending to live regular lives in the manor as usual during the day.

They appeared to be planting and farming, but in conversation, they discussed nothing other than cultivation techniques.

"Old Li, remember to keep watch tonight! I’m going to the back mountain to practice!"

"Brother Wang, my sword technique seems off somehow."

In their conversations, it was all about cultivation techniques and systems.

This was their daily routine, practicing some martial arts before bed at night, then taking them out for discussion while pretending to work during the day.

But they hadn’t been chatting long before.

Clip-clop~

The intense sound of hooves suddenly disrupted the tranquility within this small village.

"What’s going on?"

As they turned their gaze toward the direction of the hoofbeats, swish swish swish, a torrent of arrows came rushing at them, a continuous barrage.

This was the result of Zhang Feng’s letter to the emperor, requesting the ’simultaneous crossbow barrage from the three thousand crossbowmen.’

"Damn! Discovered by the court!"

"Run! Quickly run!"