Chương 202: Ill-Intentioned Guests Arrive
I Want to Be the Heavenly Saber · DDLaoHuynh · 226 chương · ~20 phút đọc · Tạo 21/08/2026
Discussing with the Yun family for an entire morning finally yielded a final plan. After a celebratory banquet at the Sea of Cloud Pavilion with Yun Xi, Song Que led his people back. Generally, it wasn't much different from what Fan Yiwang had mentioned earlier. Song Que only needed to supply the goods to the other party; twenty taels a jug, cash on delivery! The first batch of goods would be supplied after three months when the weather started to turn cold.
The Yun family, in turn, would have exclusive selling rights for the Blazing Fire Liquor—except in the Lingjiang Commandery—for two years. After that, they could continue cooperating based on the situation. It could be said that both sides were satisfied with this result. Through this event, Fan Yiwang's abilities were officially recognized by Boss Song! From then on, the business of the Blazing Fire Liquor would be entirely followed up by this guy.
Zhong Hong, on the other hand, focused on preparing for the construction of the entertainment complex outside Silver Wave Lake. Everyone was busy in their own way! Except for Pavilion Master Song. He leisurely stayed at Plum Manor, continuing his martial arts research, completely ignoring the fact that his subordinates were tired like dogs. Truly exhibiting the full exploitative nature of a capitalist!... Plum Manor.
Standing together with Qin Wu and Nie Feng, watching the two groups below—fifty young martial artists and fifty children—practicing formations with proper form and structure, Song Que was filled with interest.
"Old Qin, how powerful is this military formation?"
"Young Master Song, these people have just started practicing, so naturally, they don't have much power to speak of yet! But as long as they coordinate tacitly, give me ten First-Grade martial artists, and a Fourth- Grade who charges in will definitely die! Even against a Fifth- Grade, I could hold them off for a while," Qin Wu confidently affirmed. Boss Song believed this to some extent. He had tested it before; they were just miscellaneous soldiers, most not even martial artists, yet they were able to hinder him!
The power was extremely impressive!
"What about dealing with a Sixth- Grade, or even a First-Tier martial artist?"
"That wouldn't work," Qin Wu smiled wryly.
"To kill a high-tier martial artist, there must be someone to entangle the enemy so the military formation can unleash its power! Otherwise, with the opponent's agility and destructive power, our few people wouldn't be enough for them to chop down." Hearing this, Song Que wasn't disappointed but instead lit up his eyes:"You mean, as long as someone can entangle them, you have a way to grind a First-Tier expert to death?!" Seeing his Pavilion Master set such a suicidal goal, Qin Wu felt his head swell.
He searched for words for a moment before gritting his teeth:"I can't say for sure about the specifics, but just as you said, with these fifty people, I can at least guarantee we won't lose!"
"Excellent, excellent! That's incredibly good!" Boss Song was content, loudly praising him, while simultaneously feeling an itch to steal some of these skills.
"Old Qin, explain the military formations to me in detail." Regarding this, Qin Wu didn't hide his knowledge, straightforwardly explaining to him:"Young Master Song, a military formation is composed of the simplest three-man 'Three Talents Formation' and four-man 'Four Symbols Formation' combined..." Spending some time listening to Qin Wu's explanation, both Song Que and Nie Feng felt they had gained a lot, understanding the power of an army better.
No wonder Xiantian Grandmaster martial artists didn't dare casually infiltrate military camps! Truly surrounded by an army of thousands, even a Grandmaster would die! In the face of war, what could be relied upon forever was still the army! Top-tier experts could only be considered a nuclear deterrent! Without absolute certainty, or unless pushed to the brink, nations or major factions wouldn't easily use their trump cards! Otherwise, the day your 'nuclear weapon' is gone is the day disaster awaits you!
"Old Nie, keep a close eye on this group of children for me! When you have time, study battle formations and military strategy with Instructor Qin! I hope Brother Qin won't find it bothersome." Pointing at the group of fifty orphans seriously practicing below, Boss Song, who already considered them the future Song Family Guards, placed extreme importance on them, not forgetting to remind Nie Feng to pay close attention. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road.
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"Yes, Young Master."
"Rest assured, Young Master Song, this lowly one will teach them wholeheartedly." Qin Wu and Nie Feng cupped their hands simultaneously in acknowledgment. With the battle formations in their early stages, there wasn't much more to see. Very quickly, Song Que and Nie Feng bid farewell to Qin Wu and returned to their own rooms to continue researching martial arts.... Time slipped by inadvertently. For the next week or so, no major events occurred.
It was just that a few days prior, Wu Yi came to Plum Manor to bring him good news: the Six Doors had officially closed the case! His plot of land at the former Fierce Tiger Gang Headquarters had also been unsealed, and Boss Song could casually go take over the property! Currently, the place had been cleaned up and renovated! The Moon-Lacking Pavilion Headquarters had officially moved in, returning the entire West City compound to the Shunfeng Escort Agency. Boss Song didn't care much about this.
He minded his own business, continuing to stay at Plum Manor reading books and practicing martial arts. He hadn't even gone to see the new Headquarters yet!
'Scholar Song' still understood the importance of knowledge, so he had people collect many types of books—from medicine and military strategy to supernatural tales and miscellanea, he was interested in them all. To be honest, in this era with no internet, no entertainment, and where he didn't dare mess around with girls, if he didn't read to kill time, he truly wouldn't know what to do.
"Young Master, an urgent report!" Just as Grandee Song was sitting in the courtyard, leisurely immersed in the ocean of knowledge with Mengmeng, Old Nie suddenly ran in hurriedly.
"Old Nie, what's the matter?" Seeing Nie Feng's urgent demeanor, Song Que's expression changed.
"Young Master, our hidden spy at the South City Docks reported back: there are abnormal signs at the Lingjiang Branch Hall over there!" So it's finally coming? Not long after the Six Doors people left, Old Du couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to find him! Was he truly that thirsty?! Boss Song also felt mentally exhausted; worrying and being on guard all day was truly unpleasant!
"Is there specific information?"
"Young Master, our people haven't been able to infiltrate the Lingjiang Gang's higher-ups, so the details are unclear. They only saw Chu Tianqiu personally go to the docks to welcome a group of fifteen martial artists carrying swords and sabers! Furthermore, they could tell that Chu Tianqiu's attitude towards these people was very polite! Their background must be extraordinary; they are very likely higher-ups from the Lingjiang Gang!" Nie Feng shook his head regretfully. Song Que's heart sank.
Fifteen experts, plus the Qinghe Branch Hall here—this force could not be underestimated! He still didn't know the true cultivation of these people! Without an intelligence network, they were truly passive at every turn!
"Did Du Ruhui come?"
"No, Young Master. Our people didn't spot him, at least not among those fifteen." Hearing this, Boss Song finally breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed Old Du truly hadn't come. If he wanted to act secretly, doing this would be no different from beating the grass to startle the snake. Old Thief Du still underestimated Boss Song! Song Que's eyes shot out terrifying, cold light:"Pass down my order! All higher-ups of the Moon-Lacking Pavilion are to assemble at Plum Manor!
They must all arrive before this afternoon! Those absent will be dealt with by gang rules! Tell everyone to carefully conceal their movements; do not let outsiders discover them!"
"Yes, Young Master!" Nie Feng answered sternly and immediately turned to go out and pass the order. Song Que didn't stay idle either, immediately switching to Lightning's vision to focus on monitoring all movements of the Lingjiang Gang people. If it's a blessing, it's not a disaster; if it's a disaster, it can't be avoided! This matter was bound to happen eventually; it couldn't be avoided! Instead of worrying all day, it's better to have an earth-shattering frontal clash!
Show them my fists so the Lingjiang Gang knows I'm not someone they can arbitrarily squeeze! Bring it all on! Boss Song's battle intent burned fiercely!... Night. A dark, windy night, perfect for murder. Over ten li outside the East Gate, a group of men and horses hid along the side of the official road. They were all as silent as logs and stones, blending seamlessly into the night, the atmosphere solemn and chilling.
Having observed Qin Wu methodically deploying personnel and assigning specific tasks clearly since the afternoon, Grandee Song couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration! Finding ambush locations, where to place the crossbows, where people should hide, shooting when the enemy reaches a certain point, aiming for which positions... it could be said to be extremely specific and clear. Even how to pursue or retreat afterward was covered! Indeed, professional matters should be handed to professionals!
Where would he have the free time to manage so many details?! Just hide in the bushes, shoot arrows, and then charge—that would be it! With Old Qin, he could rest easy and save effort! In the future, the military literacy of the Moon-Lacking Pavilion members would likely improve by several levels.
"Brother Qin, is everyone in position?"
"Rest assured, Pavilion Master! Everything is ready! We are just waiting for the enemy to enter the encirclement, and we will immediately strike, giving them a lesson they will never forget!" Qin Wu guaranteed with utmost confidence.
"Pavilion Master, will the Lingjiang Gang people come today?" Standing aside, Tie Feilong couldn't help but ask anxiously.
"Uncle Tie, no one can guarantee that! I also hope they are just passing through here. But the human heart is unpredictable; we still need to be careful! Therefore, I will have to trouble everyone for these next few days." Song Que cupped his hands apologetically towards the group of Moon-Lacking Pavilion higher-ups. These people didn't dare put on airs. After all, before joining the gang, they knew this day would come; they were psychologically prepared. They eagerly spoke up:"What is the Pavilion Master saying?
We receive your salary, so naturally, we must advance and retreat with you!"
"Exactly! Sharing the Pavilion Master's burdens is our duty!"
"So what if it's the Lingjiang Gang?! At worst, it's just a scar the size of a bowl! Today, we must kill until they are terrified!" - Having wandered the martial world for many years, Chu Xiao was very unconstrained, viewing life and death lightly....
"Haha, thank you, everyone! With everyone united, why worry about the Moon-Lacking Pavilion not developing?!" Boss Song was extremely satisfied with everyone's attitude. After praising them loudly, he began to reassure them:"Rest assured, everyone. I have long been concerned about this matter! I naturally won't put my brothers in a dangerous situation! Furthermore, with Brother Qin here today, we have a few more points of certainty!"
Hearing this, the others felt slightly relieved, nodding and cupping their hands towards Qin Wu:"Then we will rely on Elder Qin!"
"This lowly one will do his utmost!" Qin Wu was a man of few words and many actions, sternly cupping his hands in guarantee. Seeing no signs of low morale on his side, Song Que also felt somewhat relieved, continuing to focus on Lightning to observe the movements below.

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