Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1254 - 555: Back to Back (Part 2)

Qin Er felt overwhelmed by anxiety, terror, and injustice; dread flooded her heart, her mind overheated, and she passed out.

Right at that instant...

"Don’t rush. The Rebel Army differs from those novices. Bring her along. We might require the Rebel Army’s assistance later."

Fang Yu felt baffled by Ding Hui’s remark.

"You intend to ally with the Rebel Army?"

"Certain materials my contacts can’t supply, but the Rebel Army likely possesses the necessary channels."

Fang Yu arched an eyebrow.

"You’re suggesting..."

Ding Hui gazed at Fang Yu.

"Some matters local powers won’t touch or fear to handle, yet bold emerging groups like the Rebel Army would eagerly attempt them, and they might already be involved."

Fang Yu’s mind raced.

The meat is limited.

Emerging groups crave slices of the established powers’ domains.

During this shift from old to new, shadowy dealings emerge into view.

Should the Rebel Army avoid the slave trade, let them dive in. As they develop it, the old guard will inevitably strike.

That old guard becomes my prime target.

Even if the Rebel Army already engages in slave trading, they’ll hold valuable intel.

Ding Hui’s insight sparked new thoughts for Fang Yu.

After some reflection, he advanced and hoisted Qin Er.

"Miss, what’s your name?"

Yet upon lifting her, Fang Yu discovered Qin Er had fainted from sheer fright earlier.

Or maybe excessive blood loss from her forehead wound caused it.

Fang Yu glanced helplessly at Ding Hui.

"Hand her over to me; we need to depart this place first." Ding Hui urged.

The disturbance here draws too much attention.

Those Foolish Underworld onlookers can fend off minor threats but pose no real barrier to us.

"Fine."

Fang Yu passed her to Ding Hui, seized the baggage, and guided him down the stairs.

"Hold on, let me scout outside first."

Nearing the inn’s doorway, Fang Yu halted Ding Hui.

Fang Yu feared neither arrow barrages nor Foolish Underworld swarms, yet Ding Hui remained vulnerable, demanding caution for his safety.

He boldly exited the inn.

Instantly, the Foolish Underworld members outside paled in fright.

"It’s him!"

"The one who snatched Captain Song’s Fiery Flame Palm!"

"Why’s he emerging!?"

"On guard! Stay sharp!! But hold fire—the Captain commanded no one attacks him first!!"

Shouts erupted, and the entire group even fell back slightly, amusing Fang Yu greatly.

"Clear a way; I’m leaving. Inform Captain Song I’ll repay his palm another day."

With those words, Fang Yu signaled Ding Hui to follow and headed toward the Foolish Underworld ring.

The crowd traded uneasy looks but wisely parted, unwilling to confront Fang Yu.

Over a hundred stared tensely at Fang Yu, too wary to act.

Silence enveloped the scene; only Fang Yu and Ding Hui’s footsteps echoed, as others watched him warily.

Once Fang Yu passed through the encirclement, Foolish Underworld members exhaled in relief.

Fang Yu pressed on without delay.

"He’s finally gone!"

"That scared me half to death... Anyone matching Captain Song has to be a Wood Realm ancient powerhouse!"

"Yet another youth-preserving elder..."

"Quiet! Less talk—what if he loops back for an ambush? We couldn’t handle him."

Foolish Underworld members murmured softly.

Elsewhere, the escaping Humblebane Plague got captured at last.

"Release me! Release me!!"

Humblebane Plague bellowed furiously, yet Song Zhenrong slammed his head down.

A thunderous crash followed, leaving Humblebane Plague subdued and still.

"Master!"

Zhao Wutian cried out, to no avail.

"Drag them all to the dungeon."

Song Zhenrong gestured at the already restrained Brother Tian and crew, then eyed his sulking sister who’d ignored him since before.

"Song Xi."

"Hmph!"

"Stop being stubborn. Facing a real challenge today benefits you. It curbs your notion that Thunder City lacks anyone to rein you in."

"If only brother backed me up!" Song Xi shot Song Zhenrong a teary glare, then stormed away.

"Captain..."

A loyal subordinate ventured.

Song Zhenrong merely shook his head faintly.

"Allow her to settle down. I’ve indulged her excessively through the years; she needs to face some tough realities now."

Heads bowed low in silence, as every heart had grown utterly weary of vice captain Song Xi’s overbearing tyranny.

Her attitude spared no one, not even outsiders—it targeted everyone equally, particularly the underlings, treating Song Zhenrong’s followers like mere servants she could boss around haughtily without consequence.

Yet, reverence for Captain Song kept all mouths shut, none daring to voice dissent. In Foolish Underworld, who didn’t know Captain Song’s extreme favoritism toward his sister? Who would risk crossing her!

Endurance had stretched on for years, with endless gripes whispered privately across Foolish Underworld. But Captain Song’s unmatched prowess and command crushed every murmur, making it seem as though no issues existed.

Years of bottled-up grudge festered; nobody held affection for her, all harboring hidden hopes she’d stumble into disaster eventually.

In truth, Song Xi ranked only as a vice captain, on par with these trusted aides! Yet, thanks to her tie to Captain Song, they choked down their fury and played the part of inferiors.

Witnessing Song Xi’s current humiliation, they relished it inwardly, careful not to show a hint on their faces.

While thoughts swirled among the group, a voice abruptly cut through from up ahead.

"Captain Song."

The speaker was a heavily pregnant woman, flanked by a handful of maids and guards.

Song Zhenrong’s face grew serious in an instant.

"Captain Che, what wind blows you here?"

"Captain Song, I’m glad to see you safe and sound. Back home, I mulled it over and couldn’t shake my worry. I know Song Xi’s temperament well; she’d surely seek out that outsider for payback. A trip to Foolish Underworld confirmed my fears—she must’ve pulled you into it. Good thing no clash happened with him yet. Listen, that outsider packs serious power. No matter what, don’t stir trouble with him over Song Xi."

Song Zhenrong gave a bitter smile. "Captain Che, too late for that. I’ve already clashed with him."

"What?!"

Che Xintai’s expression twisted, hand gripping her swollen belly as she pressed urgently.

"Did you come out on top?"

Song Zhenrong shook his head slowly.

"..."

Grimness settled over Che Xintai’s features.

"With a grudge already sparked, eliminate it completely, Captain Song. He’s merely an outsider, rootless here. A lion cut off from its pack turns feeble, aged, and worthless."

Che Xintai hinted strongly.

Song Zhenrong, though, harbored opposing views.

"No cause for concern. Though conflict arose, we’ve patched things up. He won’t bring trouble to Foolish Underworld..."

Song Zhenrong started to explain when a shrill cry pierced the distance suddenly.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Song Zhenrong’s visage darkened at once.

The scream hit his ears, and he bolted forward without delay.

That agonized wail belonged to none other than his sister, Song Xi!

"What’s happening?!"

Startled, Che Xintai nonetheless hurried after Song Zhenrong, rallying the Foolish Underworld members.

Pregnancy had sapped her fighting strength considerably, and lacking close guards, she avoided reckless moves.

Still, worry for her fellow captain drove her onward.

Upon reaching the scene, she beheld Song Zhenrong snatching a gore-soaked severed hand off the dirt, then leaping to his feet, eyes bloodshot as he swept the area fiercely.

"Show yourself! What did you do to my sister? Show yourself!!"

It dawned on Che Xintai then that the mangled hand was Song Xi’s!

Reckless as Song Xi often acted, her prowess as a Foolish Underworld vice captain stood unquestioned—yet someone had hacked off her arm in mere moments...

"The visitor means business, no doubt..."