FWF Chapter 369 - 216: Night Escape
Chapter 369 - 216: Night Escape
Celestial Dance City isn’t considered a major power, yet it’s far from being utterly unknown.
Especially after the incident a few months ago, which caused their sphere of influence to double, naturally elevating their reputation.
The Chu Family, as the most vital part of Celestial Dance City, is also widely known.
Therefore, the name Chu Tian indeed caused a small ripple.
But when it comes to Chu Qing, this small ripple became infinitely magnified.
Not just because Chu Tian is his elder brother... more importantly, there’s an issue here!
Chu Tian died at Wuchen’s hands?
If it wasn’t for Wuchen’s firm assertion at the time in the Yin Yang Forest that he was struck by a man in black, and that the strike was the Bone-Softening Palm.
If it wasn’t for Chu Qing having understood Wuchen’s character over this time, knowing he was a true monk who never lies.
Chu Qing would have immediately captured Wuchen upon hearing this news and severely interrogated him!
It’s just a coincidence.
If it weren’t for the Poison of a Drop of Water, Chu Qing wouldn’t have visited the Yin Yang Forest again.
If he had heard of Wuchen killing Chu Tian before meeting him, he would have killed the monk on first sight.
But now, it seems, Chu Tian set a trap.
If he was dead, how could he have struck Wuchen with a Bone-Softening Palm?
Chu Tian isn’t dead, but in the eyes of the world, he is.
The truth about whether he’s dead or alive resides only with Wuchen!
As long as Wuchen dies, no one can prove that Chu Tian is still alive.
This is why Chu Tian sought Wuchen out, to hit him with a Bone-Softening Palm!
This is also the reason behind his ’borrowing the senior’s reputation’.
He wanted to use Wuchen’s supposed death and erase all flaws!
But in this way, a problem arises...
Why did he have to do this?
Chu Qing gently tapped his finger on the table, pondering what matter requires a false death for it to be accomplished?
Gradually, he thought of a possibility.
His face turned increasingly solemn.
Gentle’s eyes were fixed unwaveringly on Chu Qing.
Her emotional expression was often not obvious, but now, her worry was clear.
Wuchen was unaware, unsure why both of his table companions fell silent upon hearing the news.
Were they feeling unjust for him?
Wuchen sighed softly, then heard Chu Qing say:
"Do you always carry the blame for others like this?"
"...No."
Wuchen shook his head:
"I’ve explained before..."
He always referred to himself as a monk, and only after some effort from Chu Qing did he remember to refer to himself as ’I’ when among many people.
"And then?"
"...They didn’t believe me and became even more agitated, shouting to kill."
Wuchen was helpless:
"Explanations are useless, so there’s no point in saying more."
Chu Qing nodded, not saying much more.
Regarding what Chu Tian had caused, he was momentarily clueless. Ordinarily, a fake death must have a purpose, but for now, Chu Qing couldn’t trace his whereabouts. However, if Chu Tian indeed was doing what he suspected...
If all goes as expected, he should reach out to Chu Qing.
But with this uncertainty, it left one feeling uneasy, and it’s unclear when there will be more news from Chu Tian.
After dinner, the three went back to their respective rooms to rest.
As night deepened, Chu Qing changed into his Night Clothes and quietly left the inn.
He was going to find Ye Feifan.
It’s unlikely for a servant to have such a name. These three words were adopted after becoming Shen Juke’s disciple.
Though he learned martial arts under Shen Juke for ten years, he still hadn’t graduated.
Currently, he still resided in Shen Juke’s residence.
With the wind as his ally, he sneaked into the residence, flitting through shadows without causing a stir.
As for this person’s dwelling, Chu Qing had investigated during the day. Without hesitation, he went directly to Ye Feifan’s place.
Silently, he opened the window, and like a wisp of smoke, he arrived at the bedside.
But the next moment, Chu Qing’s expression turned strange.
Though it seemed like someone was lying on the bed, this person had no breath nor heartbeat... fake?
Chu Qing pulled back the cover, a sense of crisis arising within him.
Just then, swish, swish, swish!
Several arrows shot out from the bed, but before they could hit Chu Qing, he had already swatted them aside.
"Who sets traps on their bed?"
Chu Qing squinted slightly, suddenly hearing the sound of a fire signal erupting in the night sky, producing a dazzling display.
Immediately afterward, came the sound of figures cutting through the wind, emerging from the darkness.
He swiftly turned, quietly positioning himself on the rooftop.
In the distance, he saw two figures darting along the eaves, heading into the night.
With a faint movement of his feet, Chu Qing quietly followed behind them.
"It seems, Ye Feifan is staying at Shen Juke’s place with unease.
The bed is booby-trapped, yet he’s not resting there... who is he guarding against?
Shen Juke?"
Chu Qing’s eyes glinted with amusement, but his pace remained unhurried as he followed.
Although those two figures were fast, compared to Chu Qing, it was a world of difference.
However,\ строки\t in the deep night, he momentarily couldn’t discern the identities of the two ahead.
After only a brief pursuit, Chu Qing found that those two weren’t the only ones galloping through the night.
All corners of the city were in uproar, evidently stirred by the firework signal.
Meanwhile, the silhouette ahead had already reached the city wall.