But I didn't expect that when I got here, I saw the Pengsha returning...

Not long after.

The Pensha slowly docked, dropped the anchor, and tied up the fixing posts.

Then build the wooden steps to get off the boat.

One by one, the crew and sailors were shouting down the ship.

Following the sea breeze, everyone could faintly smell the faint smell of blood floating down from the ship.

"Something happened!" Zhang Rongfang's expression darkened, he tiptoed and hurried towards the ship.

The others followed suit.

Everyone was shocked when they got on the deck.

The entire deck was full of potholes and red blood spots were scattered everywhere.

A two-meter-tall man in leather armor fell to the ground with his chest collapsed and already lifeless.

Beside him, there was the headless body of a dwarf in black.

And Li Guanyue was sitting cross-legged next to the corpse, covered in blood, one eye socket was missing, and one leg was twisted into a twist, completely disabled.

He lowered his head and held a dry cigarette in his hand. White smoke floated from the tobacco, but he didn't take a puff.

It seemed like he heard some noise.

Li Guanyue raised his head with difficulty and looked at the people on the boat.

His only remaining eye was dull and blank, and he stared blankly at Zhang Rongfang who was boarding the boat.

For a moment, neither of them moved.

After a long time, Zhang Rong couldn't help but speak.

"Master Li, the injuries on your body..."

"Master Zhang...please...!"

Li Guanyue suddenly spoke out.

He moved his body slowly and with difficulty, then suddenly bent down towards Zhang Rongfang, bent his knees, and kowtowed with a loud bang.

"I'll leave all my martial arts to you! I'll give them all to you!!... Please... help me take revenge! Take revenge..."

He kowtowed heavily on the deck, one after another, his voice choked with sobs.

As he kowtowed, blood marks were left on the deck one after another.

Tears and blood flowed down continuously, fell on the deck, and were splashed by the forehead.

Zhang Rongfang was silent.

He looked at Li Guanyue, who kept kowtowing, and saw the captain explaining the situation to the Yamen arrester who came to investigate.

Plop.

Suddenly, Li Guanyue tilted his body, fainted and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Come here, please take Master Li down to heal his wounds!" Zhang Rongfang said quickly.

"But... Young Master, this man has defrauded you of so much money..." An officer and soldier of the Shoujiao Yamen on the side couldn't help but said.

"Money is money, we'll talk about it later. No matter what, he can be unkind, but I can't be unjust. Human life is at stake, save people first!" Zhang Rongfang said sternly.

"This...is!" Several officers and soldiers had no choice but to quickly step forward, find a stretcher on the ship, carefully put Li Guanyue on it, and take him away.

Zhang Rongfang also went up and inspected it carefully.

Only then did I realize that Li Guanyue's injuries were far more serious than they appeared.

In addition to his disabled limbs, his internal organs were also severely damaged and there were signs of internal bleeding.

He was quickly given the Taoist Dao Sect's anti-hemostatic medicine, and then used basic pulse-cutting techniques to stop the bleeding.

After simply handling it, he asked someone to carry it down and seek treatment from a doctor.

His move also made people around him admire him.

Zhang Jingrong's good name was unconsciously deeply imprinted into the hearts of the people around the dock at this moment.

At this time, someone also faintly recognized his true identity. Soon, the news that Zhang Jingrong was Zhang Yingshou began to spread unknowingly.

The popularity and reputation of the Taoist Sect also left an inconspicuous seed at Citong Pier at this moment.

After handling the Pengsha case, Zhang Rongfang took a carriage and returned to Chenxiang Palace.

Inside the carriage.

Zhang Zhenhai still wore a mask and rode in the same car with him.

"Young Master...it was not our fault...before my men had time to take action, another group of people took action first."

Zhang Zhenhai lowered his voice and frowned to report.

"I know." Zhang Rongfang gently scooped a spoonful of ginger sugar with a teaspoon and put it into the hot tea.

"Although the result is as we expected, but...seeing a father kowtow to me in order to avenge his children, my heart..."

"Young Master is too kind-hearted." Zhang Zhenhai looked at Zhang Rongfang with slightly soft eyes.

"Kind-hearted...maybe..." Zhang Rongfang sighed softly. "I just sometimes think that everyone is in the game. He is like this, and you and me, how can we not be the same?"

In fact, he didn't want to be like this, but if not, how could he make Li Guanyue willingly hand over all his martial arts to him?
Chapter completed!