Chapter 579: 洋车阵

Li Banfeng tried his best to explain the situation clearly to Lu Qianjiao: "The duel between the Peddler and the Celestial beings is likely based on a rumor. The matter has now been largely clarified..."

"There's no smoke without fire; it's certainly not just a simple rumor!" Lu Qianjiao completely ignored the explanation. "I'm going to find the Peddler. I can sense him. He's still alive, he must be alive."

As she spoke, Lu Qianjiao continuously rubbed her temples, concentrating. "He should be in Zhengdi, the Zhengdi that was once barren, the Zhengdi that nearly turned into Jiutu. He's there; I can find him..."

Li Banfeng asked, "Didn't you just say he was in your room?"

Lu Qianjiao shook her head and said, "I wish, I truly wish, I wish he'd stay in my room his whole life. I'd give him whatever he wanted, everything I could give him! And I'd find a way to give him what I couldn't!"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Whether you give it to him or not is beside the point. Why are you lying to me?"

Lu Qianjiao's emotions were unstable. Before Li Banfeng could finish speaking, she leaped up and left the wooden hut.

Li Banfeng chased after her. Although his cultivation wasn't as high as Lu Qianjiao's, his traveler cultivation offered a speed advantage.

After running for more than ten minutes, Li Banfeng caught up to Lu Qianjiao.

"Sister-in-law, you said you had a premonition. This isn't another trick, is it?"

"I'm not lying to you. For all these years, my connection with him has never been broken."

No wonder Zhao Lanmeng had told Li Banfeng to find this acquaintance; her relationship with the Peddler was indeed unique.

Li Banfeng said, "Then let's go find him together. Once we find the Peddler, we can all rest easy."

Lu Qianjiao stopped, first looking into Li Banfeng's eyes, then glancing behind him.

After a moment, Lu Qianjiao asked, "Did that bitch send you to find me?"

Li Banfeng seriously considered whether Zhao Lanmeng was a "bitch."

After careful consideration, Li Banfeng answered seriously, "Probably not."

Lu Qianjiao sneered, "That bitch sent you here to gather information, hoping to find the Peddler through me, right?"

What she said was correct; Zhao Lanmeng did want Li Banfeng to find the Peddler through this acquaintance, but Li Banfeng still didn't think Zhao Lanmeng was a "bitch."

Seeing Li Banfeng remain silent for a long time, Lu Qianjiao sneered, "And he considered you his brother, yet you just sold him out like this?"

Li Banfeng felt her words were unfair. "Could we be clearer? Who did I sell out?"

Lu Qianjiao didn't want to say more. With a flick of her foot, she kicked a stone, sending it flying straight toward Li Banfeng's face.

The stone instantly split into over a hundred pieces, surrounding Li Banfeng in the blink of an eye. It was clear that Lu Qianjiao's attack was much more ruthless than before.

Fortunately, Li Banfeng was on the ground, making him more agile than in mid-air. By the time he dodged the hundred-plus stones, Lu Qianjiao had vanished.

There were no footprints on the ground, nor any traces in the forest. As Li Banfeng was wondering how to pursue her, the projector suddenly signaled: "The simple phone is ringing."

Li Banfeng answered Luo Zheng'nan's call. Luo Zheng'nan and Ma Wu were managing business at Huangtu Bridge, but something major had happened there.

A rickshaw puller arrived at Huangtu Bridge, accompanied by dozens of helpers.

They injured Qin Bulou, the local earth god, captured his daughter, Miss Qin, and forced Qin Bulou to immediately hand over the deed.

"What kind of rickshaw puller?"

Luo Zheng'nan couldn't quite describe him. "Fifth Master said he knows this person and had dealings with him before."

The rickshaw puller from Yaowanggou?

That coward, when they offered to help him reclaim Huangtu Bridge, he chickened out in front of Qin Bulou and dared not make a move.

Now that Qin Bulou had developed Huangtu Bridge, he was back to snatch the territory?

This didn't seem like something the rickshaw puller would do.

Lu Qianjiao had a premonition about the Peddler; she'd likely find him quickly. Instead of blindly searching, it would be better to wait for news from her.

But the matter at Huangtu Bridge couldn't wait. Li Banfeng felt there was something fishy going on.

Lu Qianjiao had just mentioned the declining Zhengdi, the Zhengdi that almost became Jiutu.

Was she also referring to Huangtu Bridge?

Was this truly a premonition from the Peddler?

What would the Peddler be doing at Huangtu Bridge?

At Huangtu Bridge, at the east end of the bridge, Ma Wu walked up to the rickshaw puller and offered him a cigarette. "Big Brother, can't this matter be resolved peacefully?"

The rickshaw puller took the cigarette, lit it, and looked at Ma Wu. "Brother, for your sake, I waited until today. Otherwise, Qin Bulou's head would've been off by now."

He wasn't exaggerating. Huangtu Bridge was now divided in two: the north belonged to Qin Bulou, and the south belonged to the rickshaw puller. According to the rickshaw puller's plan, with just one or two more fights, he could seize the entire Huangtu Bridge.

Ma Wu lit a cigarette for himself and took a puff. "Big Brother, shouldn't we be reasonable about some things?"

The rickshaw puller looked up at Ma Wu. "This is my territory, the territory my master gave me. Now I'm taking it back. Isn't that reasonable?"

"Tell Qin Bulou to get out immediately. I'll return his daughter, and that will be the end of it."

"If he continues to bother me, his entire family, along with his relatives in Beiqiao, I won't spare a single one. I'll wipe them all out."

Ma Wu took a puff of his cigarette. "Back then, Old Seven and I offered to help you reclaim this territory, but you ran off with your rickshaw halfway through, leaving us here. How do you account for that?"

"I had difficulties at the time."

"What difficulties exactly? Tell me."

The rickshaw puller also remembered that. "At that time, there were too few people at Huangtu Bridge. If I had turned against Qin Bulou and killed all his subordinates, Huangtu Bridge would have become Jiutu. So it was a regrettable necessity."

"If you two brothers don't hold a grudge, let this matter go. We'll still be brothers in the future, and the business at Huangtu Bridge will still be yours."

"But if you do hold a grudge against me, then let's pretend we never had this friendship. I know you and Old Seven are capable men now. If you truly want to turn against me, I'll fight you to the very end!"

"Since you've put it that way, we brothers will accept," Ma Wu stated his final condition. "Release Miss Qin, and we'll have a proper fight."

The rickshaw puller crushed his cigarette butt. "Didn't I say? Once Qin Bulou is gone, I'll definitely release his daughter. As for whether we fight, let me remind you, that's not for you to decide. Wait for Old Seven to speak."

Ma Wu also extinguished his cigarette butt. "Let me also remind you, Old Seven hasn't arrived yet, so there's still room for negotiation. Once Old Seven gets here, it'll be too late for you to regret it."

Back at Beiqiao, Ma Wu counted his men: Zuo Wugang, Zhen Jincheng, Cao Zhida, Xiaogenzi, Xiaochuanzi—all the brothers who had faced life and death with them had arrived.

Ah Qin, Huoling, Duan Wuchou, and Xiang Fenglan, his confidantes, were also there.

However, Feng Daiku didn't come. She had to manage two territories and truly didn't want to get involved in the Huangtu Bridge matter.

Morally speaking, this place should belong to Qin Bulou. But Huangtu Bridge was the territory left by Grandpa Train to the rickshaw puller, something Feng Daiku knew. The rights and wrongs of the situation were indeed hard to explain clearly.

Qin Bulou was too severely injured and still couldn't get out of bed. "Fifth Master, this matter shouldn't implicate you. It's my own fault for being incompetent and still wanting to be this earth god. Tomorrow, I'll dig up the deed and hand it over to the rickshaw puller. He can do whatever he wants with me. I just beg him to release my daughter."

Ma Wu advised, "Just focus on recovering. When our Old Seven returns, the matter will naturally be resolved."

"It's difficult," Qin Bulou sighed. "The rickshaw puller and Tang Shijiang, the earth god of the neighboring Heishipo, are fellow disciples. I reckon Tang Shijiang will also get involved. I genuinely want to ask Seventh Master for help, but I really don't want to implicate him."

"Whether you want to or not, you will implicate him. We have a deed between us." Li Banfeng handed Qin Bulou a pill, and Qin Bulou was stunned for a long moment.

Ma Wu, however, was accustomed to it. He quickly ordered his subordinates to prepare food and drinks. "Old Seven, you arrived so quickly?"

Li Banfeng said, "I should have come earlier. I went to Yaowanggou to check on the rickshaw puller."

Ma Wu was startled. "Didn't Old Luo tell you that the rickshaw puller is already at Huangtu Bridge?"

Li Banfeng suspected the rickshaw puller at Huangtu Bridge wasn't genuine, so he went to Yaowanggou to verify.

In Yaowanggou, Li Banfeng didn't see the rickshaw puller.

He went to find Qiu Zhiheng, who told him that the rickshaw puller with the fire wheels hadn't been seen for some time.

Li Banfeng then went to find Old Xu. Old Xu had been on Kuwu Mountain lately, worried about someone stealing bamboo, so Li Banfeng couldn't find him.

Was the Huangtu Bridge rickshaw puller genuine?

Ma Wu said, "Old Seven, Tang Shijiang of Heishipo is the rickshaw puller's elder disciple-brother. If he interferes, we'll have a tough time dealing with it."

Xiaochuanzi added, "I heard people say Tang Shijiang is a chivalrous man, passionate and loyal. What the rickshaw puller is doing isn't honorable, so Tang Shijiang probably won't help him."

Li Banfeng remained silent.

Loyal, passionate—those things were true.

But Tang Shijiang was the rickshaw puller's elder disciple-brother, and this was the territory his master had left him. That was also true.

"Fifth Master, what's the background of those helpers the rickshaw puller brought?"

They were all rickshaw pullers, and all of them were traveler cultivators.

Li Banfeng confirmed, "What a coincidence?"

Ma Wu shook his head slightly. "It's not necessarily a coincidence. There's such a profession in Pu Luo Prefecture: traveler cultivators pulling rickshaws, called 'fire wheels.' This group calls themselves the Fire Wheel Gang, and that rickshaw puller boss is their leader."

Li Banfeng frowned. "What are they after?"

Ma Wu said, "If a gang can seize a Zhengdi, they'd be quite reputable in Pu Luo Prefecture. And if their leader also becomes an earth god, such a gang could even rise above the Three Heroes Gate."

The reasoning was sound, and the idea wasn't wrong, but Li Banfeng still felt something was off.

Ma Wu said, "Should we arrange a time to talk to the rickshaw puller again?"

Li Banfeng shook his head. "There's nothing left to talk about. You've said everything that needed to be said. If he doesn't agree, we'll just have to fight. Besides the rickshaw puller, are his subordinates' cultivations high?"

Ma Wu looked at Qin Bulou, who recalled his previous encounter. "It's hard to judge their cultivation levels. They don't use many techniques, but their foundations are very solid. They're fast, have good stamina, and are excellent with their rickshaws."

"What do you mean 'excellent with their rickshaws'?"

Qin Bulou said, "At first, I didn't understand either. Later, I realized it's a special method of the Fire Wheel Gang. Their rickshaws serve as their weapons, their armory, and their mobile camp."

"Normally, they eat and sleep in their rickshaws, which have mechanisms to prevent sneak attacks."

"During battle, various weapons are stored in the rickshaws, ready for immediate use."

"The rickshaws themselves have spikes and blades, allowing them to charge individually or form a rickshaw formation, advancing, retreating, attacking, and defending."

"It's almost impossible to find a flaw."

Rickshaws could be used like that?

Li Banfeng asked, "What do you mean 'impossible to find a flaw'?"

Qin Bulou said, "I examined it with my techniques, and there truly were no flaws."

It would be one thing if others couldn't see it, but Qin Bulou was a high-level Calculation Cultivator, and he had even created his own "Miscalculation" method.

If even he couldn't find a flaw, how complete was this formation?

His wife was an expert at breaking formations. Li Banfeng found an opportunity to return to the Portable Abode and described the rickshaw formation to her.

Before Li Banfeng finished speaking, Hong Ying interjected, "This isn't a rickshaw formation at all. This is the Mad Artisan's Train Formation."

The Gramophone gave Hong Ying a light smack. At home, one shouldn't casually mention the Mad Artisan.

Hong Ying rubbed herself for a moment and said, "I'm talking about Old Train."

This was a formation created by Grandpa Train?

In that case, this rickshaw puller was the real deal.

But how was the Train Formation used?

Li Banfeng imagined, "To set up a Train Formation, do they need to lay tracks first?"

Hong Ying shook her head. "Not the train you're thinking of. It's a 'fire cart' or 'fire chariot.'"

Li Banfeng still didn't understand. The Gramophone explained, "On the battlefield, there's a type of two-wheeled chariot pushed by people. These chariots carry weapons and can also set fires, thus they are called 'fire chariots' (huoche)."

"Old Train gathered these types of chariots and had traveler cultivators push them into battle. Relying on the traveler cultivators' agile footwork and swift attacks, they once wreaked havoc on battlefields. Later, this formation was broken by Hong Ying."

Li Banfeng looked up at Hong Ying, his eyes full of respect. "Yingying, how did you break this formation?"

Hong Ying replied, "Everyone said this formation was difficult to deal with, but I didn't find anything special about it. When they charged in formation, I just used 'Trampling Ten Thousand Rivers' to scatter them."

"They brought out all sorts of weapons from their chariots, but I dodged them all with 'Carefree and Unfettered.'"

"Later, they changed formation to surround me, but I used 'Breaking Paths to Open a Way' to break out of the encirclement, went around behind them, and easily slaughtered them, scattering them in all directions."

Li Banfeng took out a small notebook and jotted down every method Hong Ying mentioned.

The Gramophone reminded him, "My dear husband, you must be cautious when using any method Yingying describes. Her combat prowess and courage are unlike those of ordinary people. Most people cannot replicate her methods."

Li Banfeng flipped through his notebook and saw that the methods Hong Ying described weren't complicated. They weren't high-difficulty maneuvers like running 200 meters in a single stride, so he thought he should be able to do them himself.

Hong Ying got angry and sat back down at her dressing table. "I'm teaching him real skills, and you say it's wrong again!"

"Then you tell him how to break the formation."

"My dear husband," the Gramophone said, "I, your humble servant, have also broken the Train Formation before. Its greatest strength lies in its transformations, and its greatest weakness also lies in its transformations."

"How so?" Li Banfeng held his notebook and diligently wrote notes.

The Gramophone explained, "Traveler cultivators are fast on their feet and aren't particular about terrain. With war chariots as support, their offensive and defensive maneuvers change rapidly, often catching enemies off guard."

"However, for the Train Formation to be complete, at least twenty traveler cultivators are needed. Traveler cultivators are not like the grand sects of martial or literary cultivators, so finding twenty with identical cultivation levels is exceedingly difficult."

"With varied cultivation levels, there will be differences in executing commands. During formation changes, high-level traveler cultivators arrive instantly, while lower-level ones are a bit slower. This slight difference, a matter of mere millimeters, is where the formation's flaw lies."

His wife brought paper and pen and meticulously explained to Li Banfeng, from square formations to circular ones, from goose formations to fish-scale formations, clearly detailing the flaws within the interweaving formations.

"My dear husband, when truly facing the enemy, first you must force them to change their formation. The first one or two times, the flaws might not be obvious, but after several attempts, the formation will surely have weaknesses."

"During this time, as long as you seize a single flaw, you can completely break the enemy's formation. How to deal with them then will depend on your discretion."

Her words were very tactful, but the Gramophone knew well that in battle, Li Banfeng would absolutely not hold back.

However, his opponent this time was the rickshaw puller, Grandpa Train's disciple. If he truly went for the kill, he might offend the Portable Abode.

Li Banfeng wasn't thinking about any of that. He took out a pile of chess pieces and diligently practiced the formation-breaking essentials his wife had taught him, refining them for several hours before leaving the Portable Abode.

Back at Beiqiao, it was already late night. Xiaochuanzi was leading patrols, while Ma Wu, Qin Bulou, and the others were resting.

Li Banfeng was about to go to Nanqiao to check on the rickshaw puller's situation. He hadn't gone far from Beiqiao when dozens of rickshaw pullers, pulling their rickshaws, charged towards him.

What a coincidence for Li Banfeng to run into them?

It wasn't a coincidence. They were launching a night raid. Even if Li Banfeng hadn't gone out, he would have encountered them at Beiqiao.

Dozens of rickshaw pullers didn't notice Li Banfeng. If Li Banfeng had just chosen a suitable spot and stood still, these rickshaw pullers would have rushed right past him.

But one rickshaw puller saw Li Banfeng. This rickshaw puller, also pulling his vehicle, stood on the rooftop of a three-story building by the street and shouted, "Form up!"

This was the rickshaw puller Li Banfeng was most familiar with, and also the leader of these rickshaw pullers. Hearing his command, everyone looked up again and finally noticed Li Banfeng this time.

The rickshaw pullers turned their handles; their bodies remained still, but the rickshaws rotated, their canopies facing Li Banfeng.

The rickshaw pullers pushed their vehicles, charging forward in a fish-scale formation.

Relying on his speed advantage, Li Banfeng dashed through a gap in the fish-scale formation, reaching the center of the formation first.

The first step to breaking a formation was to prevent the opponent from getting stable and force them to change formations.

These dozens of rickshaw pullers were well-trained. Seeing Li Banfeng break the fish-scale formation, they immediately switched to a circular formation, moving to surround him.

According to his wife, during formation changes, cultivators with different cultivation levels would have uneven positioning.

This was the best time to find flaws.

Where were the flaws?

The dozens of rickshaw pullers covered each other, taking their positions simultaneously at incredible speed. There were no flaws.

It seemed they had trained together for a long time, with excellent coordination. The cultivators accommodated each other, masking any differences in speed.

No matter, his wife had anticipated this.

One or two formation changes could be compensated for by mutual cooperation, but after several more changes, flaws would naturally be exposed.

Li Banfeng slipped out from the flank of the circular formation. The group of rickshaw pullers immediately changed formation, from a circle to a goose formation, using the buildings along the road to prepare to surround Li Banfeng again.

During the formation change, everyone moved at the same speed, took their positions quickly, and covered each other effectively.

Still no flaws.

Li Banfeng weaved back and forth within the rickshaw formation. The rickshaw pullers responded calmly, changing formations over a dozen times, yet the formation remained perfectly intact, eventually forming an encirclement.

Li Banfeng's tactics had failed.

His wife had always been prescient in her judgment of battle situations. This was the first time there had been a misjudgment.

Under encirclement, Li Banfeng was at a disadvantage. A dozen rickshaw pullers in the front row maneuvered their rickshaws, spewing fire toward him.

Li Banfeng leaped into the air, dodging the flames, and prepared to fly out of the encirclement. A dozen rickshaw pullers in the back row simultaneously threw ropes, which intertwined to form a net in mid-air, trapping Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng used his "Unimpeded Travel" technique to slip out of the net. Outside the rope net, arrows rained down, forcing Li Banfeng to dodge frantically.

The rickshaw puller boss seized the opportunity, fixated on Li Banfeng, and turned to flee.

Not good! "Horseback Gallop!"

Li Banfeng's own most malicious tactic was being used by the rickshaw puller boss.

If the rickshaw puller boss ran out of Li Banfeng's sight, Li Banfeng would surely be blown up by the "Horseback Gallop."

In this situation, he couldn't focus his energy on dodging arrows.

Li Banfeng used his "Benevolent Heart" technique, enduring the arrows, and chased relentlessly, his gaze fixed on the rickshaw puller boss.

The other rickshaw pullers quickly changed tactics, transforming their large formation of dozens into smaller groups of three to five, coordinating with the rickshaw puller boss to continue cornering Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng was forced to land under the siege. He then used "Unimpeded Travel" to slip into a factory by the road.

The rickshaw puller boss, along with his subordinates, simultaneously used "Unimpeded Travel," entering the factory building, maintaining their formation, and continuing to fight Li Banfeng.

How could they be so coordinated?

How long had these people trained together?

In Li Banfeng's memory, the rickshaw puller of Yaowanggou had always been a loner. When did he train such a formidable group of people?

Li Banfeng passed through the factory into a teahouse, through the teahouse into a restaurant. The group of rickshaw pullers followed him like shadows, right behind him.

They followed him all the way to an abandoned hotel. The rickshaw puller boss followed Li Banfeng up to the second floor of the hotel, where a black-clad figure rushed out from the corridor, picked up a sickle, and slashed down at the rickshaw puller boss.

The rickshaw puller boss dodged the sickle and began fighting the black-clad figure.

He hadn't expected Li Banfeng to have an ambush here, nor had he anticipated the black-clad figure's incredibly swift attack. Judging by his speed, he should also be a high-level traveler cultivator.

The black-clad figure's speed was indeed fast; it was Li Banfeng's shadow.

Seizing this opportunity, Li Banfeng rushed outside the hotel and used "Breaking Paths to Open a Way" to split the pursuing rickshaw pullers into two teams.

This was Hong Ying's tactic, seemingly reckless, but it at least worked. The rickshaw pullers couldn't cover both ends, and the rickshaw puller boss was entangled by the shadow, unable to command for a short while.

Li Banfeng seized the moment. Taking advantage of the enemy's loosened formation, he consecutively killed over a dozen isolated rickshaw pullers.

This was a big loss!

The rickshaw puller boss kicked the shadow flying, then pulled his rickshaw, rushed into the street, and gave two whistles. The rickshaw pullers, moving in unison, immediately retreated.

Li Banfeng wanted to pursue, but the rickshaw puller boss stepped forward to block him. After a dozen exchanges, the rickshaw puller boss also stopped fighting, using "Breaking Paths to Open a Way" to run from Beiqiao to Dongqiao, shaking off Li Banfeng.

By the time Li Banfeng returned to Beiqiao, the other rickshaw pullers had already fled, taking all the bodies and rickshaws with them.

Carrying away the bodies was out of camaraderie between gangs, which was understandable.

But why take the rickshaws?

These rickshaws were indeed good items, but they were difficult to carry. Running away with two rickshaws per person would be extremely difficult.

Was there some mystery here?

As he pondered, Li Banfeng recalled his shadow and felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The shadow had been kicked by the rickshaw puller boss, and the pain had transferred to him.

Just now, when the rickshaw puller boss realized the situation was unfavorable, he didn't immediately flee. He chose to stay and cover the retreat, which was unlike the rickshaw puller Li Banfeng knew.

His wife's tactics were actually sound, but dozens of traveler cultivators acting in perfect unison was clearly an unreasonable situation.

In a life-or-death situation, they barely had time to escape, yet they didn't forget to take the bodies and rickshaws.

Who exactly were these people?

Li Banfeng entered the abandoned teahouse, wiped the dust off a chair, and sat down at a table, falling into deep thought.

After pondering for a while, he had a rough hypothesis. He returned to Beiqiao, called Ma Wu, as well as Chuanzi and Genzi. "We'll go to Nanqiao in a bit. Make some preparations."

At 4 AM, Li Banfeng silently arrived at Nanqiao.

Having just experienced a fierce battle, this group of rickshaw pullers showed no slackness. A dozen rickshaw pullers were pulling their vehicles, patrolling the streets.

Patrolling with rickshaws?

Li Banfeng became more confident in his hypothesis.

Just as he was about to make a move, a tall figure appeared behind him.

Li Banfeng turned around and saw an old friend. He lowered his voice and greeted him, "Brother Tang, it's been a long time."

Tang Shijiang, the Earth God of Heishipo, had arrived.

Tang Shijiang lowered his head, his expression somewhat complex.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Li Banfeng and said, "Brother, I'm in a difficult position."

Li Banfeng knew why he was in a difficult position.

Huangtu Bridge used to be Grandpa Train's territory. If the rickshaw puller hadn't dared to seize it, that would have been fine. But now that he dared, Tang Shijiang, by rights, should help him.

However, he didn't want to fight Li Banfeng. Though they hadn't interacted much, their friendship was deep, and they had always looked out for each other. Who would want to break ties?

"Brother Tang, when did you arrive?"

Tang Shijiang said, "I just arrived, brother. Tell me, what exactly should be done about this?"

Li Banfeng wanted to charge into Nanqiao and cause a bloody massacre, but Tang Shijiang definitely wouldn't agree. So he had to find a way to make him agree.

The method wasn't difficult to conceive.

"Brother Tang, wait here for a moment. I'll show you something good."

Li Banfeng quietly went onto the street, targeted a patrolling rickshaw puller, and suddenly rushed forward.

He kicked the rickshaw puller down, didn't kill him, then grabbed the rickshaw and ran off.

The rickshaw puller was terrified. He quickly got up to chase, but he couldn't possibly catch Li Banfeng. After less than a hundred meters, the distance between them widened.

Tang Shijiang didn't understand why Li Banfeng wanted to steal the other's rickshaw.

His junior disciple's rickshaw contained the deed to Huangtu Bridge, which was why he always kept it close. That was understandable.

But this wasn't his junior disciple's rickshaw. What good would stealing it do?

The next scene astonished Tang Shijiang.

The rickshaw puller couldn't catch Li Banfeng. As his rickshaw disappeared further into the distance, the rickshaw puller stopped moving, his entire body stiffening in place.

Tang Shijiang was a craft cultivator from the clouds, so this scene was not unfamiliar to him. The rickshaw puller's state was like a machine that had lost its power source.

Li Banfeng threw the rickshaw aside and approached Tang Shijiang, ready to explain the reason.

Tang Shijiang shook his head. "No need to explain, brother. I know what kind they are."

As he spoke, Tang Shijiang took out an abacus.

This abacus belonged to Huang Zenan, the person from Neizhou who had impersonated Zhang Gunli. This was his power core. Sun Tiecheng had instructed Gui Jianchou to give this abacus to Tang Shijiang.

This rickshaw was just like this abacus.

All the rickshaw pullers here were like Huang Zenan; they couldn't be separated from their rickshaws. They were people from Neizhou.

Li Banfeng asked, "Brother Tang, are you still in a difficult position?"

Tang Shijiang rolled up his sleeves. "What's difficult about this? Not a single one can be left alive!"