Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1247 - 552: Visitor
Previously on Online: I Can See Health Bars...
Right then, Zhao Wutian’s eyes instantly reddened. With a huff, he whipped his head aside, no longer daring to behave recklessly.
Humblebane Plague managed a strained grin toward Fang Yu.
"Sir, I can’t speak for the rest, but the group that hired us to strike at you is known as the Forest Snake Gang. Their payment was fairly generous, and back then, I figured the dangers of the job were low... Clearly, I was wrong."
Forest Snake Gang...
Fang Yu memorized the name and pressed on with his questions.
"What’s the Forest Snake Gang’s primary trade? Are they involved in slave trading within Thunder City?"
This inquiry carried some risk.
Revealing the Forest Snake Gang already violated the agreement’s intent, angering a powerful faction and complicating future jobs.
Spilling further details now would spell trouble for him and his disciple in Thunder City.
His power was decent enough, yet among giants like the Forest Snake Gang, he ranked only average—not standout, nor deserving of favors.
Normally, Humblebane Plague avoided crossing Thunder City’s big players.
But right now, desperate to survive, he clenched his jaw and answered truthfully.
Survival comes first. Only survivors fret over grudges; the dead stay silent.
"Sir, the Forest Snake Gang chiefly handles medicinal herbs, controlling the Jiangtang Market Town region. Regarding slave trading... from what I’ve heard, they wouldn’t risk it. The Foolish Underworld and Ten Major Families keep a tight grip on that trade."
Fang Yu furrowed his brow faintly.
A gang trading in medicines.
After pondering, it made sense.
Ding Hui specialized in pill refining and demon research, being an Alchemy Master himself.
Groups after Ding Hui would naturally align with related industries.
Just those in such lines could grasp Ding Hui’s true worth.
No matter what, after their ambush attempt, this hefty favor demanded payback, lest he appear weak and invite endless woes.
Plus, gangs often share intel.
What they couldn’t uncover might come easily to a veteran local outfit.
"I’ll have to drop by the Forest Snake Gang sometime soon," Fang Yu remarked smilingly, his eyes moving from Humblebane Plague to Zhao Wutian.
"Our business is done. You... slap yourself."
"What?"
Zhao Wutian froze initially, then grasped Fang Yu’s command, his face flushing crimson with fury, resembling boiled pig liver.
"Why! Why obey you, you fiend..."
Slap!!
Humblebane Plague swiftly smacked Zhao Wutian’s cheek, sending him stumbling back two paces, hand clutching his face in disbelief as teary eyes fixed on his master.
"Master?!"
Humblebane Plague disregarded him, offering Fang Yu a stiff smile while bowing.
"Forgive the boy’s foolishness, sir. Back home, I’ll discipline him properly to instill some respect."
Only then did Fang Yu give a small nod.
"Drop the cash and get out."
Now, with Humblebane Plague and his apprentice gone, Fang Yu stood alone in the inn. The owner and staff had bolted the instant combat erupted.
The other assailants who targeted him had sneaked out of the inn beforehand.
Thus, the place fell eerily silent, allowing faint upstairs noises to reach Fang Yu clearly.
Fang Yu ignored it at first, only looking up after seeing Humblebane Plague fawningly nod and haul the almost-crying Zhao Wutian away.
The neighboring woman, previously spotted with hit points under ten, now peeked timidly over the shattered balustrade Fang Yu had smashed, eyes bulging at the scene below.
Her stare locked with Fang Yu’s upward glance at that exact moment, jolting her into a tremble.
Scrambling on all fours, she scrambled back fast, banging her door closed with a bang.
Hit points rarely deceive, so Fang Yu viewed the next-door woman as harmless.
Had she dashed down sooner and passed him by, he still wouldn’t have struck.
What a pointless kill! Low health yields no Evil Qi gain—a complete loss.
No matter Fang Yu’s calculations, she couldn’t tell, so her fear-driven retreat made sense, particularly with him guarding the front.
As Fang Yu mused, a sudden alert hit him, eyes whipping to the inn door.
The instant after...
Boom!!
A deafening crash hurled multiple silhouettes crashing into the inn, tumbling across the ground before halting.
Recognizing those faces, Fang Yu knew they were the low-health thugs under 1,000 HP he’d recently spared from the inn.
What’s going on?!
An idea flashed in Fang Yu’s head, urging him to grab Ding Hui and bolt upstairs. But the next instant...
"Master!!!"
A sobbing wail echoed from outside, as a blood-vomiting form sailed in, smashing onto a table that splintered with a thunderous crack.