Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1293 - 575: Joining Forces

Fang Yu's vision identified the health bar of [Xiong Rudong].

A full health bar suggested that, following his departure, no further incidents would occur within the Forest Snake Gang.

He offered a slight nod to [Xiong Rudong] in greeting, then proceeded past him and entered the room.

Explaining the matter of the feather to Ding Hui promised to be another tedious task.

"Mr. Diao!"

The imposter Gang Leader, stationed at the entrance, approached, but Fang Yu ignored him, pushing the door open instead.

Upon entering, an intense stench of blood assaulted him. He observed Ding Hui engrossed in the dissection of a [Ground-Sniffing Long-Nose Demon] corpse laid out on a table, meticulously separating its organs and materials.

Turning around, she noticed Fang Yu's return. Immediately, she set aside her instruments, wiped her blood-stained hands on her face, and rushed towards him, her features smudged.

"You're finally back! Where is Golden Feather? Don't tell me that thing you're holding is..."

A hint of awkwardness crossed Fang Yu's face as he nodded slightly, carefully placing the feather-ball on the floor.

Without the confinement of airflow, the feather-ball instantly dispersed across the floor, resembling a heap of discarded refuse.

Under Ding Hui's scrutinizing gaze, Fang Yu retrieved a nearby towel, dampened it, and wiped her face before speaking.

"There was a minor mishap, but I managed to retrieve most of the feathers."

Ding Hui offered no resistance to Fang Yu's gesture, accepting his touch with closed eyes, as if savoring the moment. However, it was only upon hearing his words that she glanced at the messy, feather-strewn ground emanating a foul odor.

"It's a bit scarce."

Indeed, Ding Hui paid no mind to the blood or the stench; her sole concern was the quantity of feathers.

"There are still some remnants at the retrieval location, but the area might now be under the control of the Foolish Underworld. I'll devise a plan tomorrow."

"Why is the Foolish Underworld involved?" Ding Hui inquired, taken aback.

"It's a rather lengthy explanation..." Fang Yu began, intending to elaborate to Ding Hui, but she raised her hand to halt him, directly posing her query.

"Did you expose yourself? Is there a significant risk of the Foolish Underworld targeting you?"

"It's difficult to ascertain."

"Then, consult with the Forest Snake Gang first. Relay the precise sequence of events to me."

Golden Feather was undeniably crucial, but their personal safety remained their paramount concern.

They had recently incurred the wrath of a Hall Master from the Foolish Underworld due to matters involving the Rebel Army, necessitating a relocation. Now, they found themselves entangled with the Foolish Underworld once more. Was it their inescapable destiny to clash with this organization in Thunder City?

Ding Hui had contemplated that if they were declared wanted by the Foolish Underworld and pushed into a corner, they possessed a final method of self-preservation: transitioning from the shadows into the light.

Each of them possessed rare talents that the Foolish Underworld actively sought. If they could demonstrate their capabilities and loyalty, thereby atoning for their transgressions, she was confident that the Foolish Underworld’s doors would remain open to them.

However, upon learning from Fang Yu that the individual he had eliminated was Shen Chenshui, Ding Hui began to question this ultimate solution, her expression shifting to one of bewilderment.

"Who?"

"Shen Chenshui."

"...Are you absolutely certain you didn't mistake him for someone else?"

How could there be an error? The system had provided verification!

"What's the matter? Was he someone noteworthy?"

Noteworthy?

He was practically a living relic within the Foolish Underworld!

"Cold-blooded Prison Chief Shen." Ding Hui had heard whispers of his name during her initial explorations of Thunder City. After all these years, returning to Thunder City, she never anticipated this man would meet his demise at Fang Yu's hands.

"But he didn't seem particularly formidable?"

His health pool exceeded five thousand; the system's assessment was never inaccurate. During their engagement, it was evident that his peak strength was capped at that level.

Was a mere captain-level figure like him worthy of Ding Hui's shocked reaction?

"Shen Chenshui might not possess overwhelming power, but his longevity has afforded him extensive connections."

Fang Yu was rendered speechless.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing significant, other than the strong possibility that we've landed ourselves in considerable trouble."

...

Foolish Underworld, Prison Division.

"Speak! Identify your confederates!"

Crack!!

As the whip descended, Meng Huoke experienced a searing pain across his body.

This torment, however, was not intended to be lethal. Instead, it served to continuously agitate his nerves, heightening his awareness and intensifying his sensitivity to the pain.

This was the notorious, exclusive form of punishment administered within Thunder City's correctional facilities.

Meng Huoke had previously only heard tales of this method, never imagining that such a cruel practice genuinely existed.

What substance had been applied to that whip... what had the Foolish Underworld concocted for the specific purpose of interrogating individuals?

Crack!!

Another lash descended, striking the exposed torso of Meng Huoke. Despite his toughness, he couldn't help but shudder violently, the agony nearly shattering his mind.

"I don't... I don't know..."

Meng Huoke already understood. Upon being dragged back to the prison, he had gathered from the panicked shouts of the guards that Prison Chief Shen of Foolish Underworld was deceased!

Meng Huoke was unaware of the murderer, but without question, everyone in Foolish Underworld was desperate to find the culprit and rip them to shreds.

Among all the escapees, he, the architect of the escape, was the most probable individual to know who the killer was and their whereabouts.

Moreover, he carried the identity of the Rebel Army, concealing countless secrets ripe for extraction.

He still possessed worth!

As long as he remained tight-lipped, he had a chance to survive!

His sole focus was enduring the torment and devising methods to thwart Foolish Underworld's interrogation devices.