Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1109: Battle Against a Nether God (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1517.5- What trap is this?
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 477 - Impossible To Pass Through
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 94.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 767: A Sword Immortal Came Before
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3901: Tian Changji Perishes (Three)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1517- What trap is this?
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 42 - Moon Spirit Fruit
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1108: Treasury (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1516.5- Going all out
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 94.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 766: Multi-colored Divine Mountain
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3900: Tian Changji Perishes (Two)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 406: Sea of Fire
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1516- Going all out
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 41 - Mysterious Tenth Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1515.5- New deputy
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 476 - Move, And You'll Be Blasted
Chen Shen was placed in a secluded courtyard, with skilled members of the escort agency guarding on all sides.
Considering his exceptional palm techniques and the fact that he possessed internal energy, Liu Hongan not only sealed his acupoints but also took care to bind his hands behind his back using a rope mixed with sinews to prevent any movement.
After bringing him over to the White Horse Escort Agency, they asked a few questions at the beginning, but then they left him alone, letting him stew in his own anxiety, which would make him more cooperative later on.
Chen Shen didn't waste any time. Since no one came to talk to him, he closed his eyes and started cultivating his internal energy.
Squeak—
The door was pushed open from the outside, and Liu Hongan, using a crutch, walked in. Despite the loss of one leg, he moved with such agility that he surpassed many able-bodied individuals.
Yang Zhi and Ma Yangfan followed behind him. The room was divided into two sections, and they stopped in the outer section, listening to the conversation between Liu Hongan and Chen Shen.
After a brief greeting, they quickly got to the point. Liu Hongan had been trying to learn about the origin of Chen Shen's martial skills, but the latter had been steadfast in not responding.
Liu Hongan smiled slyly, saying, "Mr. Chen, don't blame us for being suspicious. You clearly possess formidable martial skills and internal energy, yet you consistently pretended to be without any martial prowess, lurking in the town. What is your purpose?"
Chen Shen sighed inwardly. Since he had promised Meng Jintang not to reveal the details of his martial training, he had to keep it hidden.
If he told others that he had been cultivating his internal energy for less than three months, it would be no different from admitting that his martial skills came from the young woman in green clothing.
Seeing his silence, Liu Hongan sneered twice and said, "Mr. Chen, you're not trying to say that you were originally without any martial skills and that someone recently guided you to develop extraordinary martial abilities, are you?"
Chen Shen replied, "...Great Hero Liu, you're overestimating me. My meager skills are far from being considered extraordinary martial abilities."
He had initially been concerned about revealing Meng Jintang's secret, but judging from Liu Hongan's demeanor, even if he were to tell the truth, he would likely be treated as if he were making up stories.
He had a feeling he would be criticized for not being convincing enough in his storytelling.
Liu Hongan's expression was notably cold and stern, a stark contrast to his usual friendly demeanor.
Chen Shen thought to himself that the sudden hostility from the other side might indicate a serious incident had occurred at the White Horse Escort Agency.
However, he couldn't understand why Liu Hongan and the others were not suspecting an inside job but rather suspected external involvement.
He lived in Helu Town day in and day out, and even if he didn't actively inquire, some information would naturally find its way to his ears. For example, a while back, Ma Yangqi had gone on an escort mission outside of town.
If Ma Yangqi had encountered any issues during the escort mission, he wouldn't have suspected Chen Shen, so it seemed that the mission had proceeded very smoothly.
Chen Shen was perplexed and asked, "I've heard that the treasury of the escort agency was stolen. Normally, the agency's treasury should be well-guarded, and it would be much more convenient for an insider to steal from it. Why do you insist on questioning me?"
Liu Hongan's facial expression twitched for a moment, but he didn't provide a response.
On the outer side, Yang Zhi cast a quick glance at Ma Yangqi, and his gaze seemed to hold a hint of puzzlement.
After a moment of contemplation, Liu Hongan chuckled and said, "It's not that we doubt you, Mr. Chen, but there are some puzzling aspects we'd like to discuss with you."
Chen Shen smiled bitterly. "If you have something to inquire about, you should let me know what it is, and I will do my best to provide the information you seek."
Liu Hongan said, "The White Horse Escort Agency has been operating peacefully in town for many years until this year. First, we had trouble with the thieves from Ghost Cry Gang, and then there were other unexpected incidents. One thing led to another, which is why we'd like you to provide a clear and honest account of what happened initially. This is not only to dispel suspicion but also to prove your innocence."
Chen Shen sighed and said, "I've mentioned before that the incident with the Ghost Cry Gang was a misunderstanding. When I returned to my hometown, I was feeling disheartened and not inclined to travel the martial world. However, the people from the Ghost Cry Gang misunderstood my intentions. Mr. Liu, consider this: I've been back in my hometown for several years. If I had any ulterior motives, I would have accomplished them and left a long time ago."
He wasn't actually lying, he just omitted the fact that the escort had placed the torn piece of map in his book.
Liu Hongan said calmly, "Alternatively, that matter may have been too challenging for Mr. Chen to resolve on his own, and he needed to seek assistance from someone else."
With this statement, he was almost directly suggesting collusion between Chen Shen and the people from the Ghost Cry Gang.
Chen Shen sighed and remained silent.
Liu Hongan contemplated using force to interrogate Chen Shen but was also concerned that there might be someone backing him.
He attempted a probing remark, saying, "Mr. Chen, you've been reluctant to reveal the source of your martial arts skills, but I have some suspicions. Your martial techniques are peculiar and unconventional, not like legitimate martial arts. It wouldn't be surprising if you learned them from some obscure source, perhaps even from a young girl..."
He spoke a series of incoherent and impertinent words to Chen Shen, believing that no matter how composed the other person might be, he wouldn't be able to endure it.
Even if he didn't reveal his martial arts origin, Liu Hongan hoped that, in a fit of rage, Chen Shen might accidentally give something away.
Bang!
At that moment, the room's door was forcefully pushed open from the outside, and a faint figure drifted in like a willow seed, landing beside Chen Shen.
With a gentle sweep of their hand behind him, the rope that had been bound to his hands, including the section with cow tendons, fell apart like dry straw, the cut as clean as if it had been severed by a sharp blade.
The newcomer was dressed in a white robe and a green skirt, with a headscarf. While her face wasn't visible, her slender figure was quite evident, indicating she was a woman.
The wind drifted in through the forcefully opened wooden door, carrying the chill of early winter, a chill that seemed to bear a hint of menace.