Transmigration begins with archery training

Qin Feng couldn't hold back any longer.

He recently managed to obtain the qualification to become a true disciple, and his relationship with the young master Liang Zhan is fairly good.

After learning that Chen Sanshi had joined the army, he begged Liang Zhan to step in and help him find connections to get him kicked out of the army so that he could take action against him.

But later he was taken under Wang Zhi's command.

Therefore, Qin Feng entrusted Liang Zhan to host a banquet for this centurion.

Fatty Wang lived up to his reputation as a greedy and lecherous man; he would come whenever invited, almost at a moment's notice.

I thought things would go very smoothly, but it turned out that I had to ask for three days in a row.

During the day, one is served fine wine and meat at Babaolou, and at night, beautiful women accompany one at Chunmanlou.

In just three days, more than twenty taels of silver were wasted.

Qin Feng naturally wouldn't dare to be so extravagant.

Liang Zhan helped pay for it all.

But this can't go on forever.

We need to talk things out clearly.

Therefore, Qin Feng simply laid it all out on the table.

The moment Chen Sanshi's name was mentioned, the private room fell silent.

Wang Zhi didn't rush to answer. Instead, he slowly sipped his wine before pushing aside the two women and standing up.

He walked step by step to Qin Feng, a clear smile playing on his lips, yet no one could sense any genuine joy: "The one surnamed Chen, huh? I think I have someone like that under my command."

"Tell me, what's the grudge between you two?"

Just a few seconds ago, Wang Baihu had been a decadent bureaucrat, but now he was actually putting immense pressure on Qin Feng.

He instinctively stood up and answered, "Sir, my elder brother has gone missing, and I suspect..."

"Suspect?"

Wang Zhi stared wide-eyed, almost touching his face: "So, you have no evidence?"

"No...no."

Qin Feng admitted it.

Looking at the dozen or so villages around, big and small, only Chen Sanshi had the ability to do this to the people his brother had offended.

Suddenly, Commander Wang's expression changed, and he burst into laughter at the young master: "Young Master Liang, look how witty your disciple is! He blames others for his brother's disappearance. Isn't this ridiculous?"

"Commander Wang, I'm not talking nonsense, he..."

Qin Feng stopped midway through his sentence.

What could he say?

Is it true that the elder brother tried to steal someone else's wife first?

He looked to Liang Zhan for help.

The latter ignored him and went along with the fat man's words, saying, "What Commander Wang said makes sense. Actually, I also wonder if it could be a misunderstanding?"

"Master..."

Qin Feng wanted to argue, but Liang Zhan gestured for him to shut up with a look.

"Wang Baihu".

Liang Zhan continued, "Let's leave it at that. Let's continue drinking, and call over two more top courtesans later."

"No need."

Fatty Wang waved his hand: "We've been searching for the barbarians with your martial arts school these past few days. We've narrowed down the general area and should be able to find them tonight. I need to go there too."

"Otherwise, Commander Xiang will make things difficult for me again. Let's continue another day."

"Well, I reckon the barbarians were probably behind your brother's affair too."

He stretched out his thick palm and patted Qin Feng's shoulder twice: "Once I catch the barbarian, I promise I'll help you find out where your brother is."

After being slapped twice, Qin almost vomited blood.

Before he could react, Wang Zhi picked up his sword and pushed open the door to leave.

"Master."

Ignoring his aching shoulder, Qin Feng asked, "What does Commander Wang mean by this?"

"Is there even a need to ask?"

Liang Zhan's smile vanished: "It's obvious they're telling us not to touch that kid, what a joke! This Fatty Wang is a notorious cunning devil, how could he possibly be willing to protect someone?"

Qin Feng asked, "Young Master, what should I do?"

Liang Zhan opened his folding fan, shook it slightly, and said helplessly, "Don't underestimate this fat man just because he's only a sixth-rank centurion. His background is anything but simple."

"He came from the Eighth Battalion, and it is rumored that he used to be able to speak directly with Governor Sun. Even after being demoted to the Thousand-Household Office, he still knew one or two high-ranking officials."

Even I have to be very polite to him.

"It's better to avoid provoking them if you can avoid it."

"So let's leave it at that."

"Stop?"

Qin Feng frowned, his voice rising uncontrollably: "Young Master!"

"I told you to stop, so stop! Don't you understand?"

Liang Zhan slammed his folding fan on the table with a "bang" and suddenly scolded, "I've already spent dozens of taels of silver on you, haven't I been more than generous?"

"..."

Qin Feng lowered his head, not daring to speak again, but secretly clenched his fists.

"Haha~"

Liang Zhan then smiled and reassured him, "Alright, Qin Feng, I know you and your brother have a deep bond, but we can't do anything about it with Wang Zhi protecting us."

As the saying goes, "A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years."

"After the assassin incident, my father took you in as his personal disciple. As long as you cultivate diligently, you won't have to worry about not being able to avenge yourself in the future."

Qin Feng remained silent.

"Alright, sit down and play together."

Liang Zhan looked out at the night sky: "The whole city will be under martial law after 5 pm tonight. Commander Xiang will personally take action to capture that barbarian in one fell swoop. You shouldn't go out."

"Thank you for your kindness, young master, but I dare not accept such a gift as I have not yet avenged my great grudge."

Qin Feng understood that no matter what he said, the other party would not help him anymore, so he took his leave.

As dusk approached, the sky gradually darkened.

Throughout the journey, he was unable to calm his mind.

Is this really how it ends?

Should we follow Liang Zhan's advice, focus on practicing martial arts, and seek revenge in the future?

Absolutely not.

The fact that Commander Wang is protecting Chen Sanshi so much suggests that the boy's talent is probably extraordinary.

If he continues to delay, where will his advantage come from?

Most importantly, if he doesn't avenge this grudge, how can he possibly cultivate in peace?

They lost their parents when they were three years old.

His elder brother, Qin Xiong, raised him by selling steamed buns. Later, when life became too difficult, he had no choice but to do some work as a loan shark and human trafficker.

But his brother was a good man!

Now, my brother has vanished without a trace, neither alive nor dead.

The only thing left was the gold lock I gave him when he was ten years old.

and many more.

Where is Jin Suo?!

Qin Feng reached around his neck and was shocked to find that the longevity lock was gone. He had always worn it close to his body, so how could it be...?

Wang Zhi!

He suddenly remembered that Commander Wang had patted him on the shoulder a few times.

Deceiving too much!

"Chen Sanshi!"

Qin Feng was furious.

No one helped him, so he took revenge himself!

With mastery of blood techniques, killing a novice who has just begun practicing martial arts should be a piece of cake.

As for what will happen next, he can only gamble that nothing will happen.

Qin Feng made up his mind.

He passed through the checkpoint before the city closed, left the county town, and went straight to his home in Yanbian Village.

The empty house, devoid of the sounds of his brother drinking and playing drinking games, fueled his anxiety and anger.

Qin Feng rummaged through his belongings, found a set of black clothes to wear, and then covered his face with a black cloth.

He sat down in the chair, held the sword in both hands, closed his eyes, and concentrated.

He was just waiting for the dead of night so he could go out and kill someone.

"quack--"

Midnight.

The night crows cawed.

Qin Feng opened his bloodshot eyes.

Just as he was about to draw his sword and go out, a faint sound suddenly came from outside.

"Qin Feng."

"Your brother asked me to bring you to see him!"