Chapter 49: Entanglement Part Two

These few sentences made Meng Wudi reflect on this operation.

Just as he was angry and embarrassed, Chiliarch Gao Tianbao of the Intelligence Department asked at the wrong time, “Sir, should we arrest all of them?”

Bam!

As a sudden muffled noise sounded, Gao Tianbao flew backward for about seven meters before falling onto the ground, sending a ton of dust into the air.

Meng Wudi suddenly kicked Gao Tianbao in the chest. Although this kick seemed powerful, he reserved some strength. Otherwise, Gao Tianbao would have died already.

Even though Meng Wudi went easier on him, Gao Tianbao felt like at least two of his rib bones broke.

“I asked you to monitor that key suspect, but now you are telling me that he is gone. Gao Tianbao, three years ago, you lost track of the principal offender in the Yangtze-Metro Qiu Family Rebellion Case, and I took out one of your eyes. Is that eye not hurting anymore after three years? I will give you two days. If you can’t find the people who were supposed to be inside the compartment of this horse-drawn carriage, I will blind your other eye too.”

Gao Tianbao was in excruciating pain and could barely breathe. He struggled and got up before half-kneeling and replying with his head lower, “I guarantee that I will find those three people in two days. Otherwise… I will commit suicide.”

“Hmph!” Meng Wudi swung his arm and left; he didn’t have that calm presence when he fished by the river anymore. His expression was ugly, and the intense embarrassment made him want to curse out loud.

Gao Tianbao spat out a mouthful of spit that was mixed with blood, and he looked at Meng Wudi who was walking away with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

“Please wait.” At this moment, Xi Huamei called out lightly and stopped Meng Wudi. She walked over and asked with a smile, “You said that you will help Beckon of the Red Sleeve get across the river. When will the governmental ferryboat come around?”

With anger in his eyes, Xiang Qingniu stared at the man in a flying-fish robe in front of him. He stared into that man’s eyes without blinking.

After about two minutes, that man finally couldn’t help himself as he turned around.

Xiang Qingniu didn’t stop there; he walked to the spot where that man was looking at and continued to stare at the latter in the eyes. When this man looked away, Xiang Qingniu moved again.

After doing this several times, that man in the flying-fish robe couldn’t handle it. He murmured something and walked away.

Xiang Qingniu laughed proudly and said to Cui Lueshang, “Did you see that? These weak people don’t even dare to look into my eyes. Do you know what this is?”

Cui Lueshang who was extremely scared but acted calm asked subconsciously, “What is it?”

Xiang Qingniu said in all seriousness, “This is the legendary pressure of power that only top-tier masters could have. Under my stare that is full of pressure of power, everyone has to back off in defeat.”

“Oh,” Cui Lueshang replied casually; he was clearly distracted. He looked at the men in flying-fish robes around him and whispered, “Then, please use all your pressure of power and scare all these people away.”

Xiang Qingniu snorted and said, “Do you think that pressure of power is as cheap as vegetables? It… It… creating the pressure of power consumes cultivation strength, ok? I can tell that you don’t know much. Although I don’t mind teaching newbies like you, it is difficult to explain.”

Cui Lueshang looked at Xiang Qingniu in disappointment before looking toward Beckon of the Red Sleeve for help.

At this moment, he saw that middle-aged man walking away. Then, the Chiliarch who was in the flying-fish robe waved his hand, and all the other men in flying-fish robes quickly left.

Cui Lueshang was overjoyed, and he turned around to Xiang Qingniu and cheered, “The boss of Beckon of the Red Sleeve sure is powerful! That person in the lead left!”