"How is it? Answer me immediately."
The hermitage was completely destroyed, and the underground palace lost its ability to listen to the earth.
Tongtianma did not come in person. Among the four leaders of the Nine Gates, he had the lowest cultivation level, only at the fifth rank.
After giving instructions to his subordinates, he returned to the summit of the underground palace.
The younger brother replied from an empty courtyard about three hundred paces away.
The death of Iron Scale Buddha and the unknown fate of Dice Heart Maiden were like two heavy blows.
The God of Wealth's skull and the Heavenly Horse stared at each other in bewilderment.
Iron Scale Buddha is powerful, possesses secret techniques of the Western Regions Buddhist sect, and has set up many Green Sandalwood Abodes.
Diceheart Girl possesses various hidden weapons and poisons, as well as remarkable agility.
The two working together resulted in one death and one injury? The opponent's strength was truly formidable!
"When Master Deng arrived and identified himself, the other party did not back down, and even... uttered arrogant words."
Someone had already been sent to invite Lord Deng, who was sitting outside the study.
There was silence on the other end.
The servant was not surprised; he himself found it hard to believe.
In Fengjing, who doesn't know the Marquis of Bowang? His eldest son is the Prefect of Jingzhao!
How incredibly bold must those people be to kill and set fires and then just wait there?
After a dozen or so breaths, a voice came from the other end again, "Investigate again."
"yes!"
At the pinnacle of bliss, the two leaders were ashen-faced.
Would it be foolish to take down Ironscale Buddha and Diceheart Lady on their territory?
Outsiders, brutes? Neither of them were that naive.
Even after the Marquis was summoned, they remained unmoved. Who exactly is standing behind them?
"Let's go, let's leave Chengyuan." After a moment's thought, Caishenlu made his decision.
Chengyuan is a paradise that the Nine Gates poured their hearts and souls into creating, especially this underground palace, which cost an immeasurable amount of money.
But Tongtianma agreed with his point of view: it's better to preserve one's life than to make the worst-case scenario plan.
"Okay." He stood up and walked behind the God of Wealth's head, about to push the wheelchair, but saw him wave his hand.
"You can go by yourself. My legs are weak and I'm too conspicuous. Besides, someone needs to guard the underground palace."
With you here, the Nine Gates still have hope of turning the tide.
"The boss!"
"There's no need to worry, it might just be a false alarm."
Tongtianma hesitated for a moment, then walked around to the front and bowed, saying, "Take care, Chief."
The God of Wealth revealed his signature benevolent smile, "Go, perhaps the heavy responsibility of the Nine Gates will fall on your shoulders."
Without further pleasantries, the Heavenly Horse strode away from the Peak of Bliss.
The underground palace was a maze of interconnected passages, and apart from the four leaders, none of the other gang members knew its full extent.
The Heavenly Horse crossed each intersection without the slightest hesitation, as if it had already planned its escape route.
However, he maintained a somber expression throughout.
The old man, even at this critical juncture, is still stubbornly clinging to his old ways.
The Nine Gates Golden Flow Hall was able to maintain its position as the number one underground force in Fengjing not simply by providing luxurious enjoyment to the powerful and wealthy or bribing officials in various fields.
The mere knowledge of the powerful and influential's secrets was enough to bring about their downfall.
Tongtianma knew long ago that the old man had someone behind him, but he hid it very well, and no clues had been found yet.
Who could defeat Iron Scale Buddha and Dice Heart Maiden without taking any damage?
With only four people, even if they were all at the fourth rank, it would be difficult for them to accomplish this, so...
Would a force capable of commanding Divine Martial Realm experts be heading straight for the four of them?
Tongtianma sneered inwardly, thinking that this misfortune was probably brought about by the person behind the God of Wealth's skull.
They talk about entrusting the Nine Gates with something, yet even now they're unwilling to reveal a single detail.
Now that two of the four leaders are gone, Tongtianma can't help but imagine:
If the enemy is strong enough to break into the underground palace and seize the God of Wealth's skull, is there a more suitable successor than him?
The name "Tongtianma" is a joke; he's nothing more than a middleman who moves between the powerful and wealthy.
With the protection of the Nine Gates, the secrets he holds are his weapons;
But once the protective umbrella is lost, it will surely become a death warrant.
Should I stay in Fengjing to pursue my future, or leave this place?
Unable to make up his mind for a moment, he changed his route and went back to Jin Xuetang to get some things before continuing his escape.
On the other side, after he left, the God of Wealth manipulated the mechanism to seal off the Peak of Bliss.
He opened the armrest of the wheelchair, took out a strangely shaped key, inserted it into a hidden compartment in the round table, and after turning it, a slight spring-like sound was heard. Then he waited quietly.
In about half the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the gold brick in the corner suddenly sank.
As the winch started, a person leaped up from underground.
He was dressed in the clothes of a member of the Nine Gates Gang, and his figure and face were ordinary. He was the kind of person who would be hard to spot in a crowd.
The God of Wealth immediately lowered his head and nodded in greeting, "Manager Tang."
He nodded. "I have sent word that there is no need to panic. Seal off the underground palace and go up to take a look."
"yes."
Showing up at this time without knowing the other party's background naturally carries a great risk.
If he dared to kill Iron Scale Buddha, then naturally there was nothing he, the leader, couldn't kill.
But the God of Wealth didn't dare to refute it at all, not even uttering a single question.
After the lockdown was lifted, Manager Tang walked behind him and pushed the wheelchair out.
Tongtianma returned to his territory, Jinxuetang. Time was of the essence, and he didn't have time to disguise himself, so he quickly changed into ordinary clothes.
Jin Xuetang had no place to listen, but he had channels for transmitting information, so he wrote a letter to his subordinates and issued additional orders.
His elite gang members were all named "Ma" (meaning "horse"), and they were usually responsible for navigating between various powerful and influential people; they were all smooth and shrewd individuals.
If something happens to the Nine Gates, it's uncertain how many people Tongtianma can still trust. However, a cunning rabbit has multiple burrows, so it's good to lay some traps.
If the person behind the God of Wealth's head wants to find him, they can also leave clues.
After hastily making arrangements, the Sky Horse, without any further hesitation, plunged into the crisscrossing paths.
After a cup of tea, he left the area covered by Chengyuan through a secret tunnel.
This is a warehouse located on the edge of Langyinfang, near the wall of the workshop.
The area isn't large, after all, it's a prime location where every inch of land is precious; it's only used for temporary storage of various goods.
The Sky Horse silently descended to the ground; the warehouse was dark.
There were faint voices outside; they must be the guards here.
Sensing the movement, the Heavenly Horse breathed a sigh of relief.
He moved quietly to the other corner, gently moved aside the haystack, revealing a narrow wooden door underneath.
This is another underground passage, not exclusive to the Nine Gates.
Located at the base of the wall, it was usually used to smuggle small contraband items, and it was also passable by people.
Tongtianma opened the wooden door and slowly stepped inside. He then used his true energy to move the haystacks remotely to cover up the traces.
The tunnel was poorly constructed and narrow, so he had to walk with his back bent. He reached the end after about forty or fifty steps.
Above is the cellar of a winery, which is already within the territory of Qiongguifang.
After sensing that nothing was amiss, he carefully lifted the wooden board.
But just as it was halfway opened, a silver light flashed before my eyes.
The next moment, a cold touch came from my neck...
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