Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1248 - 552: Visitor (Part 2)

The silhouette froze briefly in agony, then hacked a cough while scrambling up from the floor, one hand clutching his chest as he shot a furious glare straight ahead.

But he soon spotted Fang Yu right there.

"Milord, the situation has changed! This place is completely surrounded! Team up with me to break out!"

[Humblebane Plague: 2612/3500.]

Fang Yu completely disregarded Humblebane Plague's words.

His eyes stayed locked on the inn's entrance direction.

He was eager to spot exactly who had slashed seven or eight hundred points from Humblebane Plague’s more than three thousand health in a single strike.

Just as Fang Yu's eyes swept over, the group from outside finally marched in an escort, boldly stepping into the inn.

Fang Yu never anticipated the initial figure grabbing his attention would be a face he'd encountered briefly earlier.

Though her face hid under bandages like some horrific disfigurement, the health bar hovering overhead remained unaffected, exposing her true identity.

[Song Xi: 851/3000.]

"Hee! Hee! Hee!"

Song Xi darted right up to Fang Yu without delay.

"Friends from the Heavenly Gate Inn, we meet again."

Her initially sweet tone warped into a sinister, chilling rasp by the finish.

Bandages or not, that warped look on her face practically burst forth.

Song Xi drawing near failed to stir any reaction on Fang Yu's face; he simply averted his eyes from the one nearly pressing against him.

His attention shifted rearward to the man who had strolled into the inn with poise, surveyed the room, and promptly commanded his subordinates to dump the nabbed crooks in the corner under tight watch.

[Song Zhenrong: 6000/6000.]

As if sensing Fang Yu's stare, Song Zhenrong halted his actions and turned to meet Fang Yu's eyes.

Against Song Zhenrong's expectations, the savage, demented fiend his sister had painted was actually a handsome young fellow with steady demeanor.

Despite the Foolish Underworld bursting in out of nowhere and rounding up all these thugs, this guy displayed zero emotional ripples.

"Are you very strong?"

Song Zhenrong inquired flatly, his signature dead fish eyes unblinking.

The query hit abruptly, and Fang Yu countered with...

"You’re standing up for her?"

This "her" obviously meant Song Xi, who yapped and snarled yet didn't dare lay a finger on Fang Yu.

Song Xi caught on instantly and scurried back to cling beside Song Zhenrong.

"Brother, he’s the one who disfigured me! You have to help me! As the elder brother, you’re like a father; with our parents gone early, if even you ignore me, how am I supposed to live?"

With those words, her tone shifted to sobs, a fake act so over-the-top it turned Fang Yu's stomach a bit.

Still, Song Zhenrong's face stayed impassive, his dead fish eyes betraying no hint of his feelings.

But as Song Zhenrong's eyes flicked from Song Xi over to Fang Yu, a subtle hostility radiated from him, detectable by Fang Yu.

Not intense, yet unmistakably there.

"Milord!"

Humblebane Plague abruptly sidled closer and urged.

"If we don’t join forces to break out now, then when?"

He hadn't foreseen this beast harboring bad blood with the Foolish Underworld's leader!

Perfect. His initial scheme was to snatch folks amid the turmoil. Now, with this beast already at odds with the Foolish Underworld crew, no need to ignite the spark—they'd clash naturally as foes.

When pandemonium erupts, he'll get his shot to yank his captured disciple Zhao Wutian from the Foolish Underworld's grasp.

At that instant, the out-cold Zhao Wutian began stirring faintly.

The earlier outdoor clash unfolded in a blur; he barely grasped the chaos before the shockwave from his master's duel with foes flattened him.

Regaining his senses now, he discovered iron shackles binding his wrists, but his gaze locked worriedly on Humblebane Plague.

"Master!"

That frantic, desperate expression rang utterly genuine.

"Master, leave me and escape!"

His yell rang out, only for a nearby Underworld sentry to smack him back into oblivion instantly.

"Milord!"

Humblebane Plague gazed at Fang Yu with near-desperation, voice hushed.

Advanced in years without heirs, this sole treasured disciple was his world; he'd stake his life to save him.

Yet Fang Yu and Song Zhenrong alike ignored Humblebane Plague and his apprentice. Meanwhile, Brother Tian's crew, feigning blackout, cracked their eyes open stealthily.

Not a soul detected the heap of bodies in the corner, stacked like firewood, had slyly awakened. Just a handful of sentries watched them.

Brother Tian covertly gauged the power difference with those guards, figuring with a couple buddies, they could flip the tables.

However, the real issue was that, beyond the guards watching over them, hordes of Foolish Underworld members had swarmed into the inn, while archer teams lurked outside, ready to act on command.

Any attempt to flee would meet a deadly rain of arrows.

Brother Tian was well aware of his own capabilities; facing the relentless barrage from the Foolish Underworld archers, escape seemed impossible.

Chaos! Chaos was essential!

Without it, they would inevitably fall into the clutches of the Foolish Underworld today.

No one could endure the Foolish Underworld prison.

Death could strike without warning at any moment inside.

Brother Tian refused to let the reputation he had painstakingly forged crumble away under the Foolish Underworld's grasp.

He stole a quick glance at Fang Yu and Song Zhenrong, locked in tense confrontation.

One stood as a captain-rank powerhouse of the Foolish Underworld.

The other proved a supreme fighter who could take on every assassin in the inn alone.

The moment these two clashed, the instant they unleashed their power, the uproar would rock heaven and earth!

This chance alone offered their sole shot at breaking free alive!

As Brother Tian silently wished for the pair to erupt into battle...

As Humblebane Plague begged Fang Yu to team up...

As Song Xi resorted to tearful manipulation...

The Foolish Underworld captain, Song Zhenrong, finally broke the silence.

"She’s my sister, known by all in Thunder City, yet you still beat her like this."

Fang Yu responded with composure.

"She provoked me first."

"And yet you shouldn’t have hit her face; a girl’s face is the most important."

His words hinted that striking anywhere else might have let the issue slide.

Fang Yu arched a brow faintly.

Song Zhenrong displayed surprising rationality, or maybe he truly understood his sister's true nature?

By his looks, Song Zhenrong appeared about thirty-five or thirty-six, teetering on middle age but retaining a hint of youthfulness.

Furthermore, as a Captain in the Foolish Underworld, Fang Yu—who had once acted as captain—knew this position demanded far more than raw power.

Beyond might, it required flawless mission records, a heap of completed tasks, and stellar results in critical operations to ascend to captaincy.

Seen this way, Song Zhenrong's prowess likely surpassed that of the pregnant captain Fang Yu had faced before.

Fang Yu feared no fight, though Ding Hui still recovered upstairs.

Should an all-out brawl ignite against Song Zhenrong, the Foolish Underworld's overwhelming numbers would force Fang Yu to unleash slaughter just to protect Ding Hui.

Yet that outcome held no appeal for Fang Yu.

In truth, avoiding such a mess aligned perfectly with Fang Yu's wishes.

Slaying Foolish Underworld underlings spelled trouble enough.

Eliminating a Foolish Underworld captain promised far greater headaches.

Fang Yu preferred steering clear of complications, even as they had barged right to his door.

Averting his eyes from the smug, calculating Song Xi, Fang Yu inquired.

"What do you want?"

"It’s very simple, take one strike from me. I’ll aim for your face. Whether you block it or not, this matter will be considered settled."

Once Song Zhenrong uttered those words, Song Xi's face twisted in dissatisfaction.

"Brother!"

She cried out, yet Song Zhenrong dismissed her entirely.

She slumped to the floor, shedding false tears, but Song Zhenrong ignored it all, fixing his intense gaze on Fang Yu.

"What do you say? Willing? If not, I can only take you back to prison; resist, and I’ll cripple you, then drag you back."