Chen Ping'an left the Chief Constable's office expressionlessly. From the very beginning, he knew the outcome of this matter. It was just that he still went to find Zheng Chatou.
Now, he could be completely sure.
This matter was also inextricably linked to Zheng Chatou. If Zheng Chatou hadn't provided protection for them, it would never have been so simple to usurp his credit.
And also...
His weakest point, the biggest reason he couldn't prove his innocence, was that on the surface he was just an ordinary person who didn't understand the martial Dao!
Cultivation Technique could indeed be explained using some methods, but without the necessary practice process and medicinal supplements, he couldn't display his martial Dao cultivation. If he couldn't display his martial Dao cultivation, he couldn't prove that Za Mao Yu was killed by him.
He was undoubtedly caught in a vicious cycle!
"Ping'an, congratulations, congratulations! You little rascal, you quietly accomplished such a big thing. Come and tell me, what exactly happened last night."
When Chen Ping'an arrived at the entrance of the Zhenfu Division, Monkey Head and Da Shan were already waiting there. As soon as they met, Monkey Head lightly punched him in the chest.
"Hiss!"
Chen Ping'an gasped hoarsely, grimacing.
"Ping'an, you're kidding, right! I didn't use any force."
Monkey Head was startled.
"No! There just happens to be a wound here." Chen Ping'an lifted his clothes, revealing his chest covered in bruises.
"What's going on?" Monkey Head asked with concern. This injury didn't look light.
"It's all because of Za Mao Yu! Let's talk as we walk!"
"Mm, okay."
After walking out of the Zhenfu Division, Chen Ping'an began telling Monkey Head and Da Shan what happened last night.
However, he didn't tell Monkey Head about killing Za Mao Yu. He simply followed what Zheng Chatou had announced, briefly explaining how he discovered the clue. In the end, he was still kicked.
Monkey Head was very loyal, and Chen Ping'an was afraid that if he told the truth, Monkey Head, being so stubborn, would directly stand up for him. At that time, the matter wouldn't be resolved, and Monkey Head would also be implicated.
While patrolling the streets, Monkey Head and Da Shan were very happy. Chen Ping'an reported the clue, which earned him five taels of silver and a minor achievement. They were genuinely happy for him. In the end, they even pestered Chen Ping'an to treat them.
"Okay, once the reward silver is issued, I'll definitely treat you." Chen Ping'an readily agreed.
He still cherished these two companions.
The entire day was filled with joy. Even the fire in Chen Ping'an's heart subsided a bit.
However...
This matter was not over yet!
...
Back home, Chen Er'ya was just boiling dumplings. She cooked a lot, a whole large pot.
"Brother~ you're back~ We're eating dumplings tonight!"
Chen Er'ya's eyes curved, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth.
"Oh, dumplings are great!"
Chen Ping'an smiled broadly. All the fatigue from the day seemed to dissipate at this moment.
Looking at Chen Er'ya busy in the kitchen, Chen Ping'an suddenly changed his mind.
Perhaps his thoughts during the day were too radical! The risk was too great! Once exposed, the consequences would be unbearable for him!
Hmm, at least the current him couldn't bear it!
If it were just him alone, then so be it. But he also had... his sister.
During the day, Chen Ping'an's idea was very simple.
That was, to kill them!
Zheng Shiyong and Tan Huacong dared to usurp his credit, they should die! Tonight, he would let them know what it meant to bully the wrong person!
Hmm!
The idea during the day was still too impulsive!
Leaving Zheng Shiyong aside for now, Tan Huacong was a formal Yamen Runner of the Nanquan Lane Garrison Office. If he died, it wouldn't be a disappearance; there would definitely be special people to investigate.
The people who came to investigate were not just any random people. They were professional arrest personnel.
This investigation would inevitably lead to him. Thus, the risk was extremely high!
Looking at Chen Er'ya, Chen Ping'an hesitated.
Perhaps...
Sometimes, we have to endure some grievances! When you can't help but lose your mind and give up, please think about whether there are people who care about you behind you.
When your strength is not enough, please endure it first, and learn to be friends with time!
One day, you will hold your head high and return all the grievances, every single one of them, exactly as they were!
"Brother, dinner's ready~"
Chen Er'ya came out with a large plate of dumplings, grinning.
"Nannan is so great!" Chen Ping'an smiled and quickly went up to help.
...
Chen Ping'an had a huge appetite, and most of the dumplings Chen Er'ya cooked that night ended up in his mouth.
After dinner, Chen Ping'an warmed up and then began his Iron Cloth practice for the night.
However, as soon as he took off his clothes, Chen Er'ya noticed the bruises on his chest.
"Brother, what happened to your chest?"
In the morning, Chen Er'ya was busy with breakfast and didn't notice Chen Ping'an's chest injury. Now that she saw it clearly, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
"It's nothing, I accidentally got injured during a sparring session at noon." Chen Ping'an didn't want his sister to worry too much, so he casually made up a lie to gloss over it.
He walked into the pile of stones shirtless and began to roll around in them.
As he rolled, the scenes from the day kept flashing through his mind.
Hmm!
He had a Golden Finger panel; time was on his side. Compared to the hopelessness of most people, his future was full of hope. He was destined to shine brightly! He absolutely couldn't foolishly gamble his life for revenge while he was still weak.
Revenge would be taken! But his life was even more important to keep!
Currently, he was only at Qi Blood Second Realm, at the Muscle Training stage! If he were at Qi Blood Third Stage, Muscle Changing! Qi Blood Fourth Level, Bone Forging! If he were... even higher!
These things were not a big deal. They were trivial! A mere formal Yamen Runner position... not worth mentioning!
Chen Ping'an continued to practice Iron Cloth.
As the saying goes, patience brings peace, and taking a step back...
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got!
Chen Ping'an heavily punched a stone.
Damn it...
A gentleman's revenge is not too late in ten years!
I am not a gentleman; at most two months, I will avenge this hatred!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chen Ping'an continuously rolled around in the pile of stones, striking the stones repeatedly during the process.
As time continued, experience symbols flashed across his vision.
Name: Chen Ping'an
Realm: Qi Blood Second Realm
Martial Arts: Iron Cloth Major Achievement (20/100)
...
Chen Ping'an climbed out of the pile of stones. He didn't know if it was because he had made a vow or because he had vented, but his mood actually felt somewhat relieved.
"Martial Dao cultivation, why it's called cultivation, is because one must not only practice martial arts but also cultivate one's Heart-Nature! Having only strength without Heart-Nature is ultimately empty! It's just a small bump in the road of cultivation. Looking back in the future, these are nothing!"
"Martial Dao cultivation, there are countless twists and turns and obstacles along the way. If every small obstacle affects my mentality, then it means I'm just mediocre!"
"A martial artist must have courage and wisdom, a demeanor that is unperturbed by honor or disgrace, and also a decisive and enterprising heart. I remember what happened today. But at most two months, there must be an explanation! Only then can one be flexible and act as one pleases!"
"..."
With a clear mind and unobstructed thoughts, Chen Ping'an felt as if his state of mind had sublimated.
That night, Chen Ping'an slept exceptionally soundly.
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