Chương 131: Punishing the Wicked Young Master

Nighttime. Song Que, riding alone on a single horse, left Plum Garden and headed towards the Black Iron Stronghold.

"Who goes there?!"

"It is I!"

"Greetings, Great Chieftain!" Upon arriving at the stronghold this time, the security measures were noticeably stricter than before. Before even reaching the stronghold gates, several hidden sentry posts had been set up; it would be very difficult for anyone else to approach stealthily. The idea of a mob gathering right under the gates was now virtually impossible. The Great Chieftain Song didn't intentionally hide himself.

Riding a horse, his target was obvious, and he was quickly recognized by the guards and led inside.

"Where is the Third Chieftain, Horse Face?"

"To answer the Chieftain, Lord Horse Face is still at the house on the mountain. Should this lowly one run up to report?"

"No need, continue your guard duty, I will go find him myself. You men are doing very well."

"Thank you for the praise, Chieftain!" The bandit bowed excitedly. Nodding, Song Que rode his horse up the mountain to find Nie Feng.

"Young Master, is something the matter?" Seeing Song Que arrive so quickly to find him, Old Nie asked in surprise.

"Mm, there is a small matter." Song Que nodded and recounted the incident involving Li Xin's family. Hearing this, Nie Feng's expression grew solemn, and he asked in a low voice:"Young Master, do you need the Black Iron Stronghold to do anything?" He meant using the Black Iron Stronghold to take the blame. Hearing this, Boss Song shook his head:"No need, I have my own arrangements. You men don't need to get involved. I came today for another matter."

"Please give your orders, Young Master."

"First, I will be busy for the next few days and won't be able to pay attention to this place. Pay close attention to everything, Old Nie."

"Second, I heard that the desolate mountains of Eagle's Sorrow Ravine are full of strange insects and venomous creatures. Tomorrow morning, have the men help me find a few types of venomous insects capable of dealing with First-Tier martial artists. They must be agile in movement; if they can fly, that would be best. I have use for them." Although slightly confused by his Young Master's intentions, Nie Feng didn't ask too much. He memorized the instructions and planned to issue the orders immediately after.

With the business out of the way, Song Que finally asked:"Old Nie, how is your cultivation progressing?"

"To answer the Young Master, everything is going very well. Following your orders, I have imparted the Thousand Hammer, Hundred Refined Art to Knife. The two of us are currently cultivating it together."

"Mm, be careful of leaving hidden injuries. Sit down, I brought golden needles with me today. Let me help heal your injuries." After transferring some healing energy to Nie Feng's body, Old Nie took his leave and went down to the stronghold to issue the orders. Song Que didn't concern himself further and closed his eyes in the room to rest.... South Dock. Lin Ping and Weng Hong were seriously listening to a subordinate report the day's events regarding the County Defender's family.

"It seems that kid's popularity around here isn't bad! Quite a few people couldn't wait to step forward and sell him a favor." Lin Ping couldn't help but sneer mockingly.

"Hehehe, isn't it obvious? Such an excellent young man! If it were me, I wouldn't hesitate to lend a helping hand either. Who knows, perhaps a more intimate connection could be forged, wouldn't that be wonderful? I told you long ago, you blockhead, that your plan was useless. It was truly a waste of effort." Weng Hong, unashamed of hiding her inner thoughts in front of them, smiled flirtatiously and ridiculed him.

"Hmph!" Unwilling to respond to this lustful woman, Lin Ping waved his hand to dismiss the subordinate:"There is no need to continue this matter. I will report to the Gang Leader and seek his personal instructions."

"Understood!"... Early the next morning. Not long after Boss Song woke up and finished his morning cultivation, Nie Feng arrived, bringing along the newly upgraded 'bald edition' of Knife to seek an audience.

"This subordinate greets My Lord!"

"Mm, Knife, is it? You look quite spirited like this!" Not knowing how to respond, Knife could only awkwardly rub his unfamiliar bald head. Seeing him like this, Song Que found it amusing: The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

"I won't tease you. What brings you here so early in the morning?"

"It's like this, Chieftain. Last night, I gathered the brothers for suggestions and finally found a type of venom that meets your requirements."

"Oh? Tell me quickly, what kind is it?" Grandee Song asked with interest.

"To answer My Lord, the creature is called a Killer Bee. Its body is the size of a thumb, and its movements are agile and swift. Its stinger can easily pierce the skin of a martial artist. Although its venom isn't overly potent, if surrounded and attacked by a swarm, it is very difficult for an ordinary external-training martial artist to survive." Hearing this, Boss Song was delighted; wasn't this exactly what he wanted? He immediately ordered:"That's the one!

Order the brothers to catch a few Killer Bees and bring them here."

"Understood, My Lord!" Watching Knife turn to leave, Song Que pondered for a moment and called out:"Wait."

"Does My Lord have further instructions?"

"Knife, let me ask you. Do you think about revenge?"

"My Lord, I dream of it!" Knife answered without the slightest hesitation.

"Mm. Although I cannot let you end your enemies with your own hands, I have thought of a way to help you. It won't be long before the Dong father and son will have to pay with their lives. As for your case, I will also find someone to help overturn the verdict." Hearing his words, Knife excitedly knelt on one knee and bowed:"Thank you, My Lord, for standing up for this subordinate! This subordinate is willing to be ground to dust for My Lord!"

"Mm, I am merely giving you a heads-up so you won't be surprised when you hear news of their deaths, regardless of how they die. Go do your work."

"Yes! This subordinate takes his leave." A few days later. Qinghe City. Song Que and Zhong Hong were sitting leisurely drinking tea on the second-floor balcony of a restaurant, their eyes casually watching the flow of people on the streets below. Bored out of his mind, Boss Song found something to ask:"Brother Hong, how is business nowadays?" This scratched Zhong Hong right where it itched. His expression instantly turned excited as he explained to Song Que:"Haha, it's all very good!

The organ porridge branches are all well-supported by the people. Deducting daily expenses, each location can hand over about 30 to 50 taels of silver every month."

"We haven't accepted the Shunfeng business yet; we are currently transporting and selling our own goods. Each trip can also yield a profit of 100 to 200 taels of silver. Although it's not as much as going to Yellow Leaf Town, it's still quite considerable."

"So it seems a conservative estimate of a monthly income of 1, 000 taels isn't a problem, right?" Boss Song asked with a satisfied smile.

"That number is far too conservative!"

"Haha, that is good." Grandee Song chatted with him idly to pass the time, but he was feeling extremely irritable inside. He originally wanted to flex his muscles and intimidate the local heroes, so he hadn't skimped on strolling around the city these past few days. From the East City to the West City, looping from the South Gate to the North Gate—it could be said he had walked every street in Qinghe City! He had paraded his martial prowess past the Dong Manor and the Xu Manor.

He even paid a visit to both the Golden Snake and Fierce Tiger Gangs! Yet, not a single person had stepped up to cause trouble! Even when Grandee Song aggressively glared at the gang members, they probably just thought he had trachoma and fearfully avoided him. Even staring until his eyeballs almost popped out, Song Que couldn't find anyone to 'feed onions' to (beat up). This left Grandee Song with a belly full of fire and nowhere to vent it! So wronged!

Usually, when I hole up at home keeping a low profile, trouble falls from the sky left and right! Now that I intentionally want to go out and find trouble, practically writing 'I want a beating' on my forehead, conversely, not a single person comes up to satisfy me! How could I not feel irritable?! If it weren't for the fact that he had another purpose for entering the city, Boss Song would have packed up and gone home long ago to rest peacefully....

At this moment, as he continued his aimless chatting with Old Chung, waves of commotion and shouting suddenly arose from below. The two looked out and saw a group of people swaggering aggressively down the street at the end of the road. Zhong Hong excitedly grabbed Song Que's hand and pointed.

"Look, A'Que! That guy in white walking in the middle is Dong Bo!" He's here! Song Que immediately perked up. Watching the group of five walking down the street 'wearing fresh clothes and riding angry horses', with an arrogant, untamable young man in white walking in the middle, Boss Song narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly. It's him? A dog dressed in human clothes. Hehehe, recognizing the face makes it easy to act.

"Good, we've seen the person. Brother Hong, let's go."

"Alright, boss, the bill!" Dong Bo had been feeling extremely wronged these past few days. Originally, his old man had assigned him the task of capturing a little brat. It was right up his alley! Young Master Dong was experienced and executed it flawlessly, completing it in a matter of minutes. When he handed the person over to his old man, he even received quite a bit of praise! But how was it that after going out for a stroll and returning home, his old man flipped faster than turning the pages of a book?!

Using the exact same reason, he subjected him to a torrent of curses and even grounded him for several days, leaving Dong Bo incredibly aggrieved! Having longed for the stars and the moon for the day he would be released, how could he, suppressing a belly full of frustration, hold back today now that he was free?! He hurriedly called his friends and lackeys, wanting to vent his frustrations properly. As for the location?

What better place than heading out to SilverWave Lake, boarding a flower boat, drinking wine, and playing with women?! Riding his horse swaggering down the street and conveniently teasing a few pretty girls along the way put Young Master Dong in an excellent mood. Life like this is truly colorful and full of meaning!

With his lecherous eyes fixated on the buttocks and chests of the girls on the side of the road, he failed to notice that right above his head, a thumb-sized bee was circling, looking for an opportunity.

"Young Master Dong, look quickly! There's a girl over there who looks truly sweet and juicy!" A lackey spotted a beauty and immediately shouted in excitement. Upon seeing a beauty, the group of animals acted as if they were on ecstasy! They swarmed forward, excitedly running over and tossing teasing remarks. Dong Bo even took the opportunity to grope her, terrifying the girl so much she dropped all her belongings and fled.

This amused Young Master Dong so much he proudly looked up at the sky and laughed heartily, even wretchedly raising his hand to his nose to sniff it lecherously. It was right at this moment! The 'Hope Van Dyne' bee warrior, having been lying in ambush nearby for a long time, seized this opportunity! It dove down recklessly, aimed precisely at the pupil of this cruel Young Master Dong, and embedded its venomous stinger!

"Ahhh...!! It hurts to death!!!" Dong Bo only had time to close his eyes, but how could the thin skin of an eyelid stop a Killer Bee's stinger?! The venom penetrated deeply into his eye and reached his central nervous system, making him unable to stop a miserable shriek as he fell to the ground, clutching his face and rolling around. The lackeys, who had been gleefully laughing and joking just a moment ago, completely changed their expressions. Terrified, they hurriedly jumped down to check on him.

"Is anyone there?! Hurry and save him!" The street, which had been bustling and crowded, became deserted in an instant. The commoners, who harbored deep resentment towards these wicked young masters, couldn't be happier seeing this scene! Who would dare get involved in this trouble?! They only hid far away, coldly watching them fend for themselves.

"Bastards!" These people also knew they couldn't rely on anyone else. Seeing no one stepping forward to help, they hurriedly supported Young Master Dong—who was in agonizing pain, hovering between life and death—and sprinted desperately towards the Dong Manor. If anything happened to Dong Bo, they didn't even dare imagine how they would face the towering rage of County Defender Dong!