Fang Xuan's heart raced as he hurried through the narrow alleys
He was determined to find Dong Huiqing's group before any potential betrayal from Ma Lifen could make things worse.
He didn't trust her words, even though she seemed concerned.
Her cold attitude before was still fresh in his mind, making it hard for him to believe she was genuinely worried.
He moved quickly towards the old storage house where Dong Huiqing's group was known to gather.
It belonged to Huiqing's father, and everyone in town knew about it, though not many people went there because it was there own private spot.
And anyone dumb enough to get close was just asking for a beating.
As he approached the storage house, he stayed in the shadows, trying not to make any noise.
The structure looked exactly as he expected—its wooden walls were cracked and old.
He noticed a faint light seeping through the gaps. Curious, he slowly peeked through.
Inside, he saw about fifteen people gathered together.
They used old wooden crates as makeshift chairs and tables, stacking them haphazardly and covering them with cloths to make the setting more comfortable.
The light from a few candles and lanterns cast a warm glow inside.
But for Fang Xuan, the sight of their laughing faces and their clear enjoyment was infuriating.
Some of them had even brought crates of wine, adding to the celebratory atmosphere.
His frustration grew as he watched them having a good time .
One of them raised his voice excitedly. "Can you believe it? our boss finally joined that powerful sect!"
Another one leaned back, grinning. "He's going to be a big deal now. Soon, he'll be one of the top experts. Just being friends with him will make us all rich."
The group cheered and agreed. "Just think about the money he'll have. We'll be living in luxury, without any worries."
"We might even get to live in one of his mansions. It's going to be amazing!"
Their happy talk and relaxed attitude made Fang Xuan even more angry.
It felt like they were mocking him, celebrating as if they hadn't done anything wrong.
"Wait. Is it true that Dong Huiqing took advantage of that weak Fang Xuan's mother ?" A young man with a short stature and a foolish-looking face spoke up loudly, drawing the attention of everyone.
The room fell silent for a moment, and Fang Xuan's blood ran cold.
'So I was right... They were the ones responsible ...,'
His fists clenching so tightly that his palms began to bleed.
But the pain in his hands was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
Each drop of blood was a reminder of the vengeance he needed to carry out.
"Took advantage? We barely touch her ! That crazy woman bit her tongue off before we could even do anything."
Another one sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. " That's foolish. If she had just let you have a taste, she'd still be alive today."
The room erupted into laughter. They began teasing each other and making more cruel jokes about his mother.
"It's a shame, really. She has a very good body. Just imagine if we had at least been able to kiss her."
The others joined in, their laughter growing louder.
"We missed out on a good experience. It's too bad she was so stubborn"
CREEEK!
The door creaked open suddenly, causing everyone inside to stop and look.
One of them, a young man with a muscular build and a tough expression, stepped forward.
His broad shoulders and strong arms were visible even through his slightly torn shirt. "Who the hell are you?"
"Who am I?" Fang Xuan asked through gritted teeth, his voice barely containing his anger.
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Author's Note:
Chapters from here on out will be longer. This is my third book, and each succeeding book tends to be better overall because I take past feedback to heart and improve on it.
Expect a more solid story telling .