Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1252 - 554: The Oathkeeper (Part 2)

Right after Fang Yu uttered those words, a handful of Song Zhenrong’s trusted followers could no longer stay seated.

"How presumptuous! You possess some power, but you dare to act so disrespectfully toward Captain Song!"

"Outrageous! Do you realize who stands before you? This is Captain Song from our Foolish Underworld! Forget escaping. Even if we tear down this entire inn, you must endure it!"

"Stranger, this is the way things work in the Foolish Underworld! Ordering you to scram was already merciful. What's wrong? Unhappy about it?"

In contrast to Song Zhenrong’s courteous manner, these confidants displayed clear hot-headedness and a lack of polish.

Song Xi felt even greater delight.

A fight breaking out would be perfect; allowing this fellow to slip away so easily would leave her truly irritated!

"Is that so? Now that's intriguing. Bring it on, show me just how mighty you lot are to talk to me that way!"

Fang Yu swept a chilly gaze over the room.

The Foolish Underworld members, who had been noisy moments before, fell abruptly quiet, their cheeks burning red with shame.

Taunting was their specialty.

But against a true expert like this, they lacked the guts to truly engage in battle.

Joke's on them? This powerhouse rivals Captain Song himself! Can they really take on such a foe?

A few even backed away a step, though their tongues still wagged.

"Why act so superior! Captain Song merely held back before. With him present, ending you would be a simple..."

"Quiet, every one of you!"

Noticing his men on the verge of spouting more nonsense, Song Zhenrong's expression hardened again as he sharply scolded them.

The rebuke silenced the underlings at once, heads bowed low, too scared to utter a word.

Song Xi's secret excitement fizzled out too, as she had hoped for another brawl.

Truth be told, in Fang Yu's eyes,

Song Zhenrong exhibited much greater poise and self-control than his lackeys or Song Xi.

Notably, back when Fang Yu served the Foolish Underworld, his own conduct outshone these subordinates of Song Zhenrong in audacity.

Provocations like this were everyday fare for Fang Yu back then. Naturally, he had been the provocateur.

Yet now, roles had flipped completely.

"My apologies for my men's lack of discipline, making you witness such a spectacle. I'll punish them properly once we're back. Regarding your desire to remain here, that's fine, but with all these deaths, the inn is now a crime scene. Our teams outside won't pull back, and the cordon stays up for the foreseeable future. Should you tolerate these disruptions and stay on, I won't oppose it."

With that said, Song Zhenrong gestured dismissively, ready to depart the inn alongside his aides and Song Xi.

Fang Yu's eyes narrowed faintly.

Fascinating—he obviously realizes I'm the killer, but has no plans to arrest me.

These bodies scattered about? Every single one is an assassin from rival groups, probably listed on the Foolish Underworld's wanted rolls. Their demise means nothing; no one gives a damn.

Crime scene? Likely just for show.

Tracking this inn down in the first place proves they targeted me.

"Brother!"

Realizing Song Zhenrong truly wouldn't back her up, Song Xi grew frantic right away, yet it was futile—she got hoisted by the collar like a little cat and dragged off by Song Zhenrong.

His other followers, of course, stayed mum.

Their loyalty to Song Zhenrong was absolute, so they obeyed his commands without hesitation.

"Why! Brother, why spare him? This guy's tangled with the fugitives here; he can't be innocent! That elder upstairs looked set to team up with him—they're clearly colluding! Shouldn't we in the Foolish Underworld seize such suspects and deliver justice?"

Song Xi thrashed and yelled, but Song Zhenrong paid her no mind.

Still, right before exiting through the inn's entrance, he halted suddenly and spun back toward Fang Yu.

"When you countered my Fiery Flame Palm just now, you weren't going all out, right?"

Fang Yu smiled but offered no response.

This fellow had done the exact same.

The Fiery Flame Palm technique obviously packed greater force, with potential for broader destruction.

Put differently, moments ago, Fang Yu and Song Zhenrong had both restrained themselves somewhat.

Had they unleashed fully, the inn would've crumbled instantly.

Ding Hui above would have suffered the consequences too.

Keeping the exchange confined to the ground floor left Fang Yu well pleased with how things turned out.

Deciding whether to vacate the inn for new lodgings could wait until after checking on Ding Hui upstairs.

Both Song Zhenrong and Fang Yu possessed immense strength. Though Fang Yu uttered no words, Song Zhenrong perfectly grasped his unspoken intent.

So it is...

A faint smile curved Song Zhenrong’s mouth, as if he had encountered a true rival.

The days ahead promise excitement.

He spun around and departed the inn alongside the group.

Beyond the inn, escaped fugitives still needed chasing. Even with others already pursuing them, Song Zhenrong aimed to deliver the decisive strike, guaranteeing total mission success through full capture.

Song Zhenrong leaped into swift pursuit.

With the Underworld forces retreating, silence enveloped the inn.

Despite the obvious encirclement by numerous Underworld troops around the inn, they presented zero danger to Fang Yu.

Tap tap tap.

He pivoted and ascended straight to the second floor.

Prior to entering his room, his gaze flicked toward the adjacent door.

From behind the shut door, faint sounds of a woman’s quick, anxious breaths reached him.

Only after Fang Yu swung open his door and shut it with a creak did the breathing next door gradually steady.

Qin Er gripped her heaving chest, overwhelmed by residual terror.

"What’s happening downstairs now?"

"Who exactly is this individual the Rebel Army ordered me to watch?"

"The Underworld’s here... They’ll catch me! I mustn’t get caught!"

The Underworld had branded her identity as a Blue Blood Disease carrier; upon confirmation, immediate arrest and imprisonment awaited, spelling inevitable doom.

Her sole lifeline now rested on...

Qin Er cracked open her door silently and peeked at the neighboring room.

On tiptoes, she darted to the shattered second-floor railing, peering below—her eyes flew wide, hand clamping over her mouth in horror.

Ground littered with bodies and massive combat marks appeared utterly beyond human capability.

In her mind, such devastating havoc demanded mighty demons...

Tracing the path of ruin across the floor, her eyes shifted outside the inn.

Shockingly, Underworld forces had sealed off the inn!

Every window revealed Underworld sentries encircling the place; escape was impossible, not even for a fly!

Despair darkened Qin Er’s gaze first.

Suddenly, a realization struck her.

Tap tap tap!

She hurried back upstairs, halting before the door beside hers.

Thud.

Down she dropped to her knees.

She knelt there mutely, without uttering a sound.

Awaiting the instant when the occupant emerged.

...

"Back so soon?"

Ding Hui yawned while stretching languidly.

Amid the chaos below, Ding Hui never worried for Fang Yu’s safety.

Frankly speaking, given Fang Yu’s prowess today, only Thunder City’s elite could truly endanger him—others fell short.

"All handled."

"Took quite a while—any powerhouses? What went down?"

"One powerhouse, from the Underworld."

Ding Hui’s eyebrows knit together at once.

"Why’d the Underworld show up?"

"They sniffed it out on their own and arrived. Recall that Underworld female deputy captain from Feng Tian Men? She stirred up the mess."

Ding Hui let out a mocking scoff.

"Her alone? She’s biting off more than she can chew!"

"She wasn’t enough by herself, but summoning an Underworld captain dragged things out..."

Mid-sentence from Fang Yu, noise stirred beyond the door.

He halted, brow creasing faintly.

What’s her game?

Fang Yu had earlier detected the neighboring woman exit her room, head downstairs, loop around, then climb back up to linger at their threshold.

"Wait a sec."

Fang Yu told Ding Hui before striding to open the door.

The woman on her knees entered Fang Yu’s sight.

"What do you want?"

Fang Yu demanded icily.

"Please, sir, save me!"