The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Lu Jing used ropes to tie up the five people on the ground and handed them over to Gu Caiwei to watch. After that, he used a donkey to carry the leg-broken Xiao Yi, and he directly used the "Surging Waves" movement technique, heading towards Song Zhongwen's residence in a grand manner.

There was no way around it; the movement technique made too much noise. Even if Lu Jing wanted to be low-key, he couldn't.

As for Amu, he stepped on the rooftops to the side, leisurely following behind.

Xiao Yi's back on the donkey was already soaked with cold sweat. He was still hesitating whether to tell Lu Jing the truth, as it was almost dawn.

However, he was also worried that if he handed over the prescription, Lu Jing would directly kill him. Besides, don't forget that he had just told a bunch of lies with his eyes open. He didn't know how angry Lu Jing would be when he realized he had been deceived.

So, he ultimately chose to clench his teeth and not speak, hoping that Song Zhongwen had left some backup plans at the residence.

Especially when he "realized" that Lu Jing's internal energy realm had actually declined greatly, and was only slightly stronger than him, Xiao Yi felt that his side might still have a chance to turn the tables.

Moreover, although he had been groaning on the donkey all this time, he was actually secretly observing Lu Jing. The more he observed, the more Xiao Yi was sure that Lu Jing's strength was no longer what it used to be.

After all, it was the "Fallen to Earth Pill" from Ten Thousand Poison Valley. How could it have no effect at all?

And having just gone through a great battle, Lu Jing's footsteps now seemed obviously sluggish, which was unimaginable for a peerless expert.

This further proved that the current Lu Jing was at the end of his rope!

However, the sad thing was that the others did not realize this. They only thought that Lu Jing had not lost his internal strength and still regarded him as a peerless expert.

So, as soon as they met him, they would immediately run away with their heads in their hands.

How could they possibly defeat Lu Jing like this?

No, he must find a way to pass on this valuable piece of information worth a thousand gold.

Xiao Yi thought anxiously on the donkey's back.

A quarter of an hour later, the two finally arrived outside Song Zhongwen's residence.

Lu Jing had been racking his brains all the way, thinking about how to deal with the obstacles he might encounter. In order to prevent someone from using crossbows, he even took apart a door panel before leaving and carried it on his back.

Pulling out a door in the middle of a fight was a bit Doraemon-esque.

But at least it was better than being shot to death.

However, when they arrived at the gate, both Lu Jing and Xiao Yi were dumbfounded.

They saw that the gate of Song Zhongwen's mansion was wide open, and there were bloodstains and scattered copper coins, silk, and even silverware on the ground.

What was going on? Song Zhongwen was still thinking about how to deal with Lu Jing, but in the blink of an eye, his own home had been raided?

Judging from the looks of it, his residence had clearly been looted by robbers.

No, not robbers! Xiao Yi seemed to have thought of something. His face suddenly became very ugly, and then he said in a trembling voice, "They… they've rebelled!"

"What rebelled?" Lu Jing frowned.

"Those Jianghu people that Young Master Song recruited have rebelled!" Xiao Yi was so shocked that he fell directly from the donkey, even hitting his broken leg. But he actually forgot the pain and just stared blankly in the direction of the gate.

"They were already unwilling to be enemies with Young Hero Lu. Before the action tonight, Young Master Song assured them that he would find a way to drug you first, and promised them great rewards. Only then did they reluctantly agree to follow his orders.

"As a result, things went against his wishes, ah no… as expected, Young Hero Lu displayed great power, beat us who went in, and frightened those outside. Especially Feng Silang, who had already climbed onto the wall, showed his head, and was smashed down by your Heavenly Flying Immortal mace. It is estimated that everyone outside was terrified.

"They were worried that you would come to them for revenge later, so they had the idea of running away. And since they were going to run, they simply went all the way and looted Young Master Song's residence as well."

Xiao Yi's voice was full of bitterness. He was originally a member of these Jianghu people, so he naturally knew what these people were thinking better than anyone else.

These people have complicated identities and backgrounds, but as the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Of course, those who are willing to follow Song Zhongwen are not good people.

Many people are also carrying cases, but they don't want to hide anymore. They value the identity of Song Zhongwen, the nephew of the registrar, and Song Zhongwen's generosity, so they joined him.

Song Zhongwen recruited these Jianghu people so that he could use their power to attack competitors overtly or covertly, expand his business, and do things that were inconvenient for his uncle to do himself.

The two sides can be regarded as taking what they need.

Therefore, except for people like Xiao Yi whose weaknesses were held by Song Zhongwen, others were not completely controlled by Song Zhongwen. However, because they had similar tastes, they usually got along fairly well.

But when disaster strikes, Young Master Song can't count on these people to die for him.

It is even possible to be bitten back, just like now.

But it's a bit too much to be so chaotic, killing people and robbing money… Lu Jing immediately thought of a possibility, his expression changed, could it be that Song Zhongwen himself did not escape back? So he couldn't restrain these subordinates.

… … … …

South of the city. In Song Registrar's study.

Song Zhongwen, with disheveled hair, was kneeling on both knees, crying and begging, "Uncle, uncle, save me!"

"You bastard!"

Song Ze, who was already asleep, was awakened by his nephew in the middle of the night. He hurriedly put on a piece of clothing and came to see him, and then heard bad news from the latter.

He pointed at Song Zhongwen's nose and cursed, "Are you trying to anger me to death? For a damn widow, you went to provoke a martial arts master!"

"Nephew knows his mistake, uncle!" Song Zhongwen kowtowed his head until it was almost red, "Nephew will never do such stupid things again in the future. I only ask uncle to save nephew's life. Moreover, I attacked him not for a woman. Didn't you want Gu Caiwei's charcoal kiln to burn red silk charcoal for Eunuch Xu?

"Nephew was anxious for a while, which caused this big mistake."

Seeing Song Zhongwen's nose and face swollen from kowtowing, and crying with tears streaming down his face, Song Ze thought that he was the only son of his brother, and when his brother passed away, he held his hand and entrusted him to take care of this poor child, and he had almost watched this child grow up with his own eyes.

"Yes, uncle." Song Zhongwen was overjoyed.