If the previous words and Wang Jiantong's letter had already made Qiao Feng doubt his own identity, then...
The wolf head tattoo on his body was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"So, I really am a Khitan?"
In a daze, he recalled what the monk Zhiguang had said earlier.
Thinking that his parents and even his entire clan had been killed by the monk Zhiguang and his men, Qiao Feng's expression became increasingly uncertain.
Sometimes Wang Jiantong's face would appear in his mind, sometimes his adoptive parents at the foot of Shaolin Mountain would appear, and sometimes he would think of the tattoos on his body.
Amidst these conflicting thoughts, anger began to quietly grow in Qiao Feng's heart, and his own internal energy unconsciously surged within his body.
Seeing Qiao Feng's dazed expression, the monk Zhiguang said in a deep voice, "Thirty-five years ago, your parents were killed by us in an accident. Now that you know your background, if you want revenge, this old monk alone can bear it."
The monk Zhiguang put his hands together and said, "At present, the leader is still alive, and this old monk does not want the leader's identity to be revealed."
“Thirty years ago, your parents were killed by us. If you want revenge, I can take the blame myself.”
"I deeply regretted what happened more than 30 years ago. Since then, I have made a living by collecting herbs to save people. Many years ago, I lost all my martial arts skills because I tried all kinds of medicines."
"If you want to kill me, I will have no chance to fight back."
At the end, Monk Zhiguang chanted Buddhist mantras and bowed his head slightly.
Looking at the monk Zhiguang in front of him, Qiao Feng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
But they never managed to take action.
Upon hearing Monk Zhiguang's words, Hong Qigong, standing in front of the Southern Beggars' Sect, frowned and a flash of anger crossed his eyes.
He then took a step forward, ready to speak.
However, before Hong Qigong could speak, Xiao Zhao from Chu Qinghe's side pondered for a moment and then nudged Qu Feiyan, saying, "Since that master wanted to sacrifice himself for Chief Qiao, why did he have to reveal everything he had done over the years?"
Hearing Xiao Zhao's question, Qu Feiyan curled her lips and said, "Idiot, he first brought out his upright image and deeds, and then showed the good things he had done in recent years to repent, giving people the feeling of turning over a new leaf and repenting. After this explanation, anyone who continues to harp on the mistakes he made in the past will only seem petty."
"That's all," Qu Feiyan said. "Just like what you said before, when facing an honest person, no matter what you do to them, as long as you stand on the moral high ground and bring up some reasons, the honest person will be unable to do anything to us."
"That monk is just putting on a righteous and awe-inspiring act because he thinks Chief Qiao is honest. He's also taking the opportunity to talk about his repentance over the years and play the victim. If Chief Qiao is truly loyal and righteous, it would be difficult for him to lay a hand on him, otherwise he would seem petty."
Perhaps also disgusted by the shameless behavior of the monk Zhiguang, who was both hypocritical and pretentious, Lianxing thought for a moment and then suddenly asked, "Brother-in-law, will trying the Hundred Herbs cause one to lose all martial arts skills?"
Hearing Lianxing's question, Chu Qinghe chuckled inwardly and then slowly said, "There are some special poisons that can destroy the dantian and qi sea. However, ordinary medical books only cost a few coins in pharmacies. They record most of the medicines on the market. Instead of spending time tasting hundreds of herbs, it's much faster to learn from medical books."
"Moreover, if the medical skills are so poor that treating ordinary people requires tasting hundreds of herbs, by the time the medicinal properties of all these herbs are determined, even a Grandmaster-level martial artist would probably be dead, let alone someone who has just lost all their martial arts skills."
"I was just saying it was for fun, don't take it too seriously."
As for the monk Zhiguang's claims, they were enough to fool the people around him who weren't particularly skilled in medicine, as well as Qiao Feng.
On Chu Qinghe's side, the things he just said were full of loopholes; it would be a miracle if anyone believed them.
Although Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao, as well as Chu Qinghe and Lianxing, did not speak loudly, they did not deliberately lower their voices.
At this moment, everyone in the apricot grove was a disciple of the Beggars' Sect, each of whom possessed martial arts skills. How could they not hear the content of the conversation between the group?
Therefore, the moment Chu Qinghe and his companions finished speaking, and considering what they said, the surrounding Beggar Clan disciples recalled the actions of Monk Zhiguang earlier, and one by one they realized what was going on.
For a moment, when he looked at Monk Zhiguang, his eyes held a strange look.
On the other side, upon hearing the conversation of Chu Qinghe and the others, the monk Zhiguang, who had been standing in front of Qiao Feng with his hands clasped together, couldn't help but change his expression and stiffen.
Beside him, Quan Guanqing, who had been smiling just moments before, also turned cold.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Qinghe and Lianxing and the others, and shouted, "Shut up! Who are you? What right do you have to interfere in the affairs of my Beggars' Sect?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Lianxing, who was standing next to Chu Qinghe, narrowed her eyes instantly.
The next second, Lianxing's true energy began to circulate instantly.
"Mid-stage Grandmaster?"
The moment Lianxing began to circulate her inner energy, Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong, who were standing nearby, both looked at her in surprise.
Before the two could react further, with a single hand movement, bursts of energy suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Under this awe-inspiring force, it was as if mountains were pressing down from the sky.
Quan Guanqing looked to be in his thirties, but his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Innate Realm. Even though they were several feet apart, he barely had a chance to react to the attack reflected by Lianxing's "Transferring Flowers and Jade" technique. He was forced to lie on the ground by the force of the attack.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Quan Guanqing trembled a few times and then fell silent.
It was as if all his internal organs and meridians had been shattered.
After killing Quan Guanqing, Lianxing snorted and said, "That Qiao guy is stupid, but I'm not. I've disliked your shifty-eyed look for a long time."
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