The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 1405 - 851: No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

"Really?"

Si Xue regarded him with doubt.

"Absolutely certain and definite."

Liu Zheng affirmed with a nod.

What held true before or not was inconsequential now; the current reality was what mattered.

"Hmm. Is the Supreme Smelly Soup really that terrible?"

Si Xue inquired, her curiosity piqued.

"It's truly awful. Compared to experiencing the stench of the Supreme Smelly Soup again, I'd rather dine in a sewer buffet."

He conveyed this with a visible grimace.

"Hmm... Off you go. Hurry and retrieve the Three Five Evil Slayer Hero Sword, or prepare to part with your head."

Si Xue issued her command for him to depart.

"Okay~"

Liu Zheng rapidly made his exit.

"Could this woman be concerned about her own resolve against the Supreme Smelly Soup, thus urging me to leave?"

While inside the elevator, he couldn't help but ponder this question.

Recalling Si Xue's expression from earlier, he felt his suspicion might be accurate.

"Indeed, the curiosity of these powerful individuals is no less potent than that of ordinary folk."

Liu Zheng mused with a hint of amusement.

"The order you were anticipating has arrived; take it and make the delivery."

Upon returning to the lounge, Niu Ma stated without looking up.

Liu Zheng glanced down, spotting the delivery order placed near the small stool.

"When did it arrive?"

He inquired.

"Merely a few minutes ago."

Niu Ma responded.

"Oh, that's perfectly fine."

Liu Zheng let out a sigh of relief.

Had it arrived twenty to thirty minutes earlier, he would have been compelled to activate his life-or-death rapid delivery protocol.

He carefully picked up the delivery order, examining its contents.

"Item: Salted Branch Beans"

"Address: Ping’an City Gambling House"

"Customer: Shi Yidao"

"Time limit: one hour"

"Salted Branch Beans..."

Fortunately, this order wasn't placed by someone he knew; otherwise, the White Feather Chicken would undoubtedly have thrown another tantrum.

However, based on the order details, this customer appeared to be of Fusang descent and possibly affiliated with a gang.

With this thought in mind, Liu Zheng walked out, simultaneously dialing Guo Koutangzi.

"What is it?"

Guo Koutangzi's voice was laced with clear disdain.

"Don't be so resistant; I'm not requesting your soup-making services this time."

He replied with a disarming grin.

"Then can you guarantee you won't ask me to make soup in the future?"

Guo Koutangzi posed the question.

"..."

This was a promise Liu Zheng genuinely could not make.

"Hmph, spit it out already."

Guo Koutangzi said impatiently.

"Alright. Do you happen to know someone named Shi Yidao?"

He asked.

"Are you about to deliver food to him?"

Guo Koutangzi's tone shifted subtly.

"I'm heading over to see him."

Liu Zheng offered an indirect confirmation.

"Then you'd best be cautious. His swordsmanship is exceptionally potent."

Guo Koutangzi warned.

"Any specific instances?"

He inquired further.

"He once cleaved through an entire building with a single strike."

Guo Koutangzi recounted.

"Was that within the city or outside its limits?"

"Within the city, and less than five kilometers from the city center, mind you."

Guo Koutangzi provided the detail.

"That is indeed remarkable."

The closer one ventured to the city center, the more restrictions were imposed; magic capable of summoning a meteor shower might only manifest as a flicker of flame.

That Shi Yidao could slice through a building less than five kilometers from the city center indicated his power level was at least comparable to a fully unleashed Doctor Nile.

"What kind of person is he?"

Liu Zheng asked, simultaneously opening the meal box.

Inside the box lay a ceramic bowl, containing what appeared to be edamame beans still in their pods, referred to in Japanese as

Guo Koutangzi offered an explanation, stating, "Even though his debts were small each time, his strength meant that some individuals he had assisted previously would settle them for him, thus preventing significant repercussions."

"And the murderer? Was there any progress in finding them?" Liu Zheng inquired.

"None whatsoever. He had made too many enemies; any one of them could be the perpetrator," Guo Koutangzi replied, shaking his head.

"Hmm..."

This certainly presented an intriguing starting point.

"Incidentally, the individual in question is blind," Guo Koutangzi added.

"Oh?"

A master swordsman who is blind—that certainly holds a unique allure.

It brought to mind Samurai Yifa, whose family was also annihilated due to his upright actions; it was evident that in Metropolis, virtue offers no reward.

"However, for someone of his caliber, whether he possesses sight or not makes little difference, so attempting to exploit his blindness would be unwise," Guo Koutangzi cautioned.

"Understood. Is there any other information?" Liu Zheng asked.

"No, that’s the extent of my knowledge. You might find more answers by speaking with the patrons at Jidao Public Bath; they likely know far more than I do," Guo Koutangzi suggested.

A bathhouse, by its very nature, is a hub for the exchange of information, and given its name, Jidao Public Bath must undoubtedly possess deep ties to the underbelly of the city.