Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 242 - 141 I Catch Myself (2/2)

Wang Boyang’s face showed no fluctuations, but he merely asked,

"Why?"

Gongsun Jing remained silent. He naturally knew that no matter how powerful the Jianghu organization was, within the military, there was no need to fear. With the great might of Great Qin, he was naturally guaranteed safety.

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But if he were to leave, and the Giant Peng Gang, having just become the largest gang in North Martial State City, lost its leader, without the military strength to suppress other factions within the state, it was just a piece of unguarded fat meat, surrounded by a pack of wolves. Although he would be safe, his subordinates might suffer countless deaths and injuries.

After a moment of silence, he casually remarked with a laugh,

"There is mutton rice in North Martial City, extremely delicious. I am used to eating it..."

Wang Boyang gave him a deep look, withdrew his gaze, and smiled,

"That’s unfortunate."

"You know about the military meals, there is plenty but as for the taste, well, it’s just plain ordinary, hardly praiseworthy."

While speaking, his right hand took a yellowed book from the table and casually threw it to Gongsun Jing, who caught it, unsure of his intent, as a voice reached his ears,

"This ’Great Xia Longque’ is your reward."

"You have just broken through to the Sixth Rank of cultivation. If you were to continue using the old Military Family Qi Conducting Method, it would not be appropriate. If it harms your progress in cultivation, that would be my fault as the commander."

"Moreover, since you are staying here, continue to fulfill your duty as a secret agent."

"Yi Nanping has made several moves, all within Fufeng County. You secretly investigate, and when necessary, you may mobilize other secret agents. You must find some traces. The details are all in the back of this secret manual."

Gongsun Jing pursed his lips, not saying much, and bowed deeply.

Shortly thereafter, Gongsun left; the black-clad deputy general stood behind Wang Boyang, whispering low,

"...Gongsun might be a problem."

The conversation broke off there; he knew that his commander was not a martial artist who relied solely on brute strength, and he should understand that, although Gongsun Jing was a secret agent, he was only a Sixth Rank Martial Artist and nominally the gang leader. Possibly there were few who could be used, especially being far in North Martial City and yet being able to know about the affairs in Fufeng County earlier than the provincial officials, which was extremely abnormal.

Wang Boyang nodded casually and said,

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"But after all, he is still one of my Military Family."

"No matter what, I trust my soldiers. He will not betray Great Qin, and as the commander, guilt must be punished, merit must be rewarded. How can I abandon the foundation of establishing a country simply because he belongs to the Jianghu?"

"Great Qin can even accommodate foreign generals, how can it not accommodate someone from a trivial gang?"

In his voice, there was a great deal of resolute scrutiny, but the deputy general only felt a headache. Military generals by nature differ, some are fierce, others cunning, yet in some respects, they all share an incomprehensible, arrogant obstinacy. For example, the notion that once a soldier of Great Qin, they could never betray; if they did, there must be an indescribable hardship, not by their own will.

Perhaps this is why every military general needed to have a strategist by their side.

Otherwise, who knows when you might even sell yourself unwittingly.

Feeling helpless, Wang Boyang stood up and pushed the window open; three feet of window sill flooded the room with moonlight. The white-clad military general stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out at the vast starry sky, his expression serene, deep in thought.

............

Inside the Giant Peng Gang.

Gongsun Jing sat in the study, looking at the ’Great Xia Longque’ in his hands. This martial arts manual, named after an ancient artifact, was naturally no ordinary item. The ink was still wet, evidently written by Wang Boyang himself just before his departure, signaling that he had long anticipated that he wouldn’t agree to leave North Martial and return to the barracks...

With this thought, a slight sense of guilt surfaced.

He was even more resolved that although he could not return to serve directly in the military, he would do his utmost within North Martial State City, employing all his efforts as a secret agent to trace down the traces of Yi Nanping.

The latter had killed the mad swordsman within a jurisdiction of North Martial State City.

Such a prominent figure could not possibly appear out of thin air. With diligent investigation, he was sure to find some clues.

He then recalled what Wang Boyang had said about the distinct traces of Yi Nanping following the secret manual. He flipped the manual to the last page and indeed saw several thin sheets of paper that he took out and placed on the table. They were densely written with ciphered language detailing many matters, all deduced by masters of law. He proceeded to read intently.

’Yi Nanping has made three moves, all connected to Fufeng County. This Jianghu organization is highly likely to be located within Fufeng County.’

Gongsun Jing nodded slightly.

The Yi Nanping case, though it erupted just a few days ago, had already emerged at the beginning of this year, causing quite a stir.

From the Forgetful Immortal to Fufeng, slaughtering countless greedy officials and bandits along the way, he always managed to escape, influencing greatly as to shake the whole world. At that time, as a secret agent of Fufeng, he had also searched for related news but to no avail, and then he put it behind him, not paying attention.

Who knew, nearly a year later, this name reappeared in an even more striking manner.

The affairs of the world and fate are indeed unpredictable.

If he had not relaxed his efforts at that time and had continued to investigate, perhaps he would have had some leads by now.

With a slight sigh, Gongsun Jing gathered his thoughts and continued reading.

’The killer often strikes a fatal blow in one strike, the members should all be proficient in the art of swordsmanship.’

He nodded slightly.

He had once seen the dead fourth grade master with his own eyes and knew the killer’s sword speed was so fast that it was immeasurable, which was why the martial artist known for his quick knife still admired him posthumously.

The third clause.

’Martial arts extremely profound, previously unknown, now roaring through the world, very likely passed down by a hidden master of Jianghu of the past, who seeing the prosperous age, contemplated action in stillness, thus emerging from seclusion.’

Reading this, he suddenly felt something was off. But after pondering, he could not pinpoint any problem and dismissed it as overthinking.

After all, there were too many secret organizations within the Jianghu of Great Qin.

Back in the day, when Star Palace wreaked havoc across the world, numerous elder masters chose seclusion amid nature for their exceptional unmatched skills, unable to display them in the world.

Although he comforted himself so, the eerie unease in his heart did not dissipate, his grasp on the paper steady, yet his gaze sped up a bit.

’Next to the deceased, there is often a bamboo stick with a Bi’an mask hanging on it.’

’Prosecutor Su’s note: the so-called Yi Nanping... among them should be men of scholar-like demeanor, hence using no common iron for killing, opting for bamboo to display their lofty purity.’

’Regarding the use of masks, many in Jianghu have worn them long ago, not uncommonly, and it can only be speculated that the Bi’an mask is not unique. Bi’an being a dragon beast, there could be others such as Taotie and Azure Dragon used for masks.’

’The above mentioned are merely speculations by someone, not trustworthy.’

Gongsun Jing held the few pieces of thin paper, his expression as calm as usual, but his eyes were slightly rigid.

There should be men of scholarly grace, hence killing with bamboo...

Greenclothed dragon head, truly scholar-like grace.

Proficient in swordsmanship...?

It seems the Hall Master is carrying a longsword on his back that has never been unsheathed.

If mentioning masks, all Hall Masters wear masks.

The Hall Master can also perform Dragon-Shaped Vigorous Qi.

Secret organization, within Fufeng County, profoundly unfathomable.

If so considered, these clues almost all match up tightly, as if Prosecutor Su had witnessed them with his own eyes, writing them down without any error.

Gongsun Jing stiffly bowed his head, flipping through the clues to the end, and saw it written that after Yi Nanping killed Xia Changqing, a green bamboo mask and a Jade Plaque inscribed with the character ’kill’ were left behind, and in the corner, several strokes outlined the Jade Plaque, even replicating the inscriptions.

Turning around, he took the jade plaque from the secret compartment, comparing it with the drawing for a long time.

Regardless of the style of the Jade Plaque or the style of the handwriting, they were exactly the same.

He rehung the Jade Plaque at his waist, closed the secret manuals, and with various thoughts colliding in his mind, Gongsun Jing felt a severe headache, rubbing his forehead for a long while before a slightly clearer thought emerged.

Am I catching myself?

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