"Twenty-five million middle-grade Yuan stones."
"Such a bounty would be wasted if you don't take it..."
Although there were constant questioning voices from all around, Fei Ren didn't take it to heart.
After all, in the eyes of everyone around him, a Martial King Realm might be called a master, capable of controlling many border counties of the Ming Dynasty, but in his eyes, a Martial King Realm is just a slightly larger ant that can be easily killed.
"Little brother, do you want to reveal the list?"
The moment Fei Ren unveiled the reward list, a man's voice with a surprised tone suddenly came from behind.
The person who came was wearing a luxurious robe, and he was a middle-aged man. His black hair was scattered around his shoulders, his eyebrows were bright, and he exuded a heroic aristocratic aura, which was obviously of extraordinary origin.
Behind the middle-aged man, there were two young people, a man and a woman, closely following. They were wearing purple gowns and carrying daggers at their waists. They seemed to be the middle-aged man's personal servants. They looked at each other with eyes filled with confusion. Be respectful and humble.
"It's him!"
"One of the three masters in Jinling City, He Yan is known as the Golden Snake Man!"
"Hasn't this guy been out chasing the flower-picking thief Nameless recently? Why did he suddenly come back to Jinling City?"
"Hey, the flower-picking thief Wu Mingshi is not only powerful, but also extremely cunning. How can it be so easy to find his whereabouts? Even if He Yan, one of the three masters of Jinling City, does it himself, I don't think it will be difficult."
Seeing He Yan's sudden appearance, the warriors who had been watching all around also turned their eyes and looked at each other with different expressions.
He Yan, one of the three great masters in Jinling City, has reached the eighth level of the Martial King Realm. He is well versed in the Golden Snake Sword Technique. He is also known as the "Golden Snake Man" because of his extraordinary handsome appearance, which resembles the ancient Zhou Meilang.
"Your Excellency?"
Looking back at He Yan, Fei Ren looked calm and probed lightly.
Although he didn't know the origins of the three masters in Jinling City, with his Yuanli perception, he could clearly know that He Yan in front of him was not very strong, and was only at the eighth level of the Martial King Realm.
Fei Ren didn't pay any attention to a warrior of this level, whether he was an enemy or a friend, and what the other party's intentions were.
"My name is He Yan."
He Yan slightly arched his hand towards Fei Ren and grinned, "It just so happens that I am also interested in the people on this reward list. After all, as long as I take off this guy's head and give it to the Cao family in the imperial capital, Received a total of 25 million middle-grade Yuan stones..."
"Do you mean you are planning to steal business?"
Hearing this, Fei Ren also smiled and said in a playful tone, "However, I'm sorry, this person is my prey and I'm afraid I can't flatter him."
"prey?"
Hearing this, He Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression changed slightly.
Since the reward notice was posted, many martial arts masters around Jinling City have been eager to try and capture the flower-picking thief Wumingshi to collect the reward. However, no one has been able to succeed, including himself.
However, facing the powerful and cunning flower-picking thief Wu Mingshi, Fei Ren was calm and calm in front of him, as if he was just taking over a trivial matter.
"This kid looks like he is only in his twenties, and his Yuanli cultivation is not higher than the fourth level of the Martial King Realm. With his cultivation, even if he finds the whereabouts of the flower-picking thief Wumingshi, he is obviously no match for him...
"Where does he get his confidence...?"
He Yan was a little surprised in his heart.
"If that's the case, then I won't get involved in this matter..." He Yan flicked his sleeves and robe, glanced at Fei Ren across from him, and said quietly, "Dare you ask me your little brother's name?"
"Fei Ren."
"Haha, it turns out to be little brother Fei Ren."
He Yan reached out and lightly touched the spiritual ring between his index fingers, then took out a stack of small gray files and threw them at the other party, "It just so happens that I have a piece of information that I just got. It probably records the frequent crimes committed by the flower-picking thief Anonymous. There are several locations, and with this information, we may be able to find this guy’s whereabouts.”
Raising his hand to take the file, Fei Ren looked a little confused.
The other party would give such precious information to me for free. Not to mention him, even a three-year-old child couldn't believe that such a good thing existed in this world. "
"Don't worry, all the bounty will be yours when the thing is done, I won't take any of it."
"I'm just curious, with your cultivation strength, whether you can come back alive. I heard that the flower-picking thief Wumingshi is very powerful and extremely cruel. There are many Martial King Realm masters who have died in his hands in the past few months. ....”
He Yan stood with his hands behind his hands and his tone became a little playful.
"This kind of guy doesn't have the ability to kill me..."
Hearing this, Fei Ren probably understood the other party's intention, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
The He Yan in front of him obviously planned to benefit from the situation, so that he could be used as cannon fodder to fight with the flower-picking thief Anonymous, and then the other party would come out to pick up the leaks, but this was destined to be just a fantasy.
Because Fei Ren's true strength has far exceeded He Yan's imagination!
"Farewell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Ren turned into a stream of smoke and left, running towards the outside of the city.
"Master, why are you so polite to this guy...?"
"He's just a small junior in the Martial King Realm. With his strength, how can he be the opponent of the flower-picking thief Wumingshi?"
After Fei Ren left, the sword-wielding servant behind He Yan also came forward, raised his hands and asked in an angry tone.
"Yes, yes, Master, haven't you been looking for the whereabouts of the flower-picking thief Anonymous? Now we finally have information about that guy's whereabouts. Now that you are giving the information to this young boy in vain, what are we doing these days? Wouldn’t all your hard work be in vain...?”
At this time, the other maid holding a sword also looked puzzled. She looked at He Yan with confusion, as if she didn't understand what medicine he was selling in the gourd.
"You don't understand, this kid is not an ordinary person at first glance..."
However, in the face of the admonitions of his two servants, He Yan rarely shook his head, "I can tell that this kid is most likely a young genius from a certain sect. Although his temperament is peaceful and unpredictable, , but it hides a murderous edge, like a sword that has not yet been sheathed, even I can't see through it..."
"Is there such a thing?"
Hearing this, the maid holding the sword was a little surprised, "Master, is this kid that powerful?"
"not sure."
Glancing at the other party again, He Yan touched his chin with a thoughtful expression on his face, "Perhaps, this kid also comes from a certain sect in the imperial capital. A few months ago, a murder case occurred in the Cao family in the imperial capital. I heard that the victim She was a young woman who was not only naked when she died, but also died in an extremely brutal manner. It seemed that she had been violated during her lifetime and was whipped after her death."
"Master, there is such a thing! Who is so bold and risking his life to attack the people of the Cao family in the imperial capital...!"
After the words fell, the expressions of the maid holding the sword and the male servant beside her also changed slightly, and their faces turned pale. "Is it possible that the murderer is...?"
"Just as you thought."
He Yan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Not only that, on the day of the incident, dozens of Cao family guards were also killed. I heard that the victim woman seemed to be the most dazzling rising star among the younger generation of the Cao family, and was said to be rare in a century. He is a swordsman prodigy who has reached the realm of swordsmanship, and his Yuanli cultivation is only one step away from the King of Martial Realm. However, it is a pity that this sudden disaster has caused his body and soul to die..."
"With the Cao family's temperament, they will never give up on this matter. Compared with the mere bounty, the head of the flower-picking thief Anonymous is obviously more important. After all, whether the murderer can be captured and brought to justice is related to the Cao family's face, so the imperial capital It’s normal for the experts on the side to catch wind of this and come here..."
"Master, it seems that the flower-picking thief Wu Mingshi is also a ruthless person. He even dared to touch people from the Cao family in the imperial capital, and his target was the most dazzling female disciple of the younger generation. Not only did he violate his sexual desires, but he also whipped her body after death. Such a perverted pervert is rare..."
Following He Yan, the young sword-wielding male servant also sighed with emotion while listening to the other party's story.
"Is it just lusting after women...I'm afraid it's not that simple..."
He glanced at his servant again. He Yan's face was calm and silent, muttering secretly in his heart, "Practice evil methods by gathering yin and replenishing yang to improve your own skills. After practicing, all yin energy will be lost." Women can only die, and such cruel cultivation methods are similar to some human-shaped furnaces recorded in ancient books..."
"The flower-picking thief Anonymous uses a woman's body as a human-shaped cauldron for his cultivation. Moreover, those who are harvested are usually female warriors with advanced cultivation levels. This guy is really not simple..."
"I hope that boy named Fei Ren can give me some help. As long as I can push this flower-picking thief Nameless into a desperate situation, it will be my turn...!"
Thinking of this, He Yan also narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was planning a plan.
