Elder Liu warned Liu Song by his side, "Song’er, do you see? This is the terrifying aspect of Chen Jiusi. Any bad situation in his hands can become a good one. You should learn from him."
Liu Song, upon hearing this, was no longer as arrogant as he used to be and nodded lightly, saying, "Hmm."
Chen Jie, after managing the crisis at the memorial hall, asked Third Miss Hua to take Yunjin down to rest, sparing her from today’s troubles.
Then, at that moment, Xiao Hu ran in and said, "Hall Master, the coffin procession in East City has begun."
Hearing this, Chen Jie nodded lightly and said, "Hmm, good, then let’s begin our procession too."
After that, Chen Jie told Si Xi, "Notify everyone, burn the paper offerings, lift the coffin, and let the sons smash the pots!"
Upon the command, a huge pile of yellow paper at the entrance of White Tiger Hall was ignited. Sons of the twenty-eight families, holding clay pots, smashed them on the ground. Those without sons had nephews or cousins perform the ritual instead, resulting in twenty-eight pots smashing to pieces with a snap.
Chen Jie commanded, "Lift the coffin!"
Heave-ho, heave-ho, heave-ho!
At that command, a group of elite White Tiger Hall members, all in the Refining Meat Realm and dressed in uniform, lifted the huge coffin onto their shoulders and directly started the procession from White Tiger Hall.
The route went around half the city, starting from White Tiger Hall, passing South City Gate, moving to East City Gate, and heading towards Qingshan Pass!
As the coffin was lifted, a large white flag was carried in front by members of White Tiger Hall, and a long line of coffins followed, escorted by the Disciples of White Tiger Hall.
Following behind were Chen Jie, Elder Liu, and the townspeople participating in the funeral. These people would accompany the procession all the way to Qingshan Pass.
Among these people, musicians interleaved, playing sheng, guan, flute, xiao, suona, and gongs, making the event as grand as possible.
As soon as White Tiger Hall made its move, the outer scouts immediately became aware and quickly tried to send the news.
Xiao Hu followed beside Chen Jie. At that moment, he saw several people hurrying out and quietly reminded him.
"Those are Nan Batian’s men."
Chen Jie’s expression remained unchanged as he replied, "Hmm, ignore them. Let’s send our brothers off on their final journey."
Meanwhile, at the East City gate, Nan Batian, Qin Ying and his three brothers, along with Tang Ziyue had arrived early.
They were eating breakfast there.
Just then, a lookout not far away received a pigeon.
He removed a bamboo tube from the pigeon’s leg, glanced inside, then hurried over saying, "Gang Leader, Chen Jiusi’s party has set out, heading towards our East City Gate."
Nan Batian’s lips curled slightly upwards as he said, "Like lambs to the slaughter. Qin Ying brothers, are you ready?"
Qin Ying replied with a salutation, "Reporting to the Gang Leader, my Eagle Hall has three hundred men, plus four hundred from the main hall, a total of seven hundred men all at your command. With just one word from you Gang Leader, let alone Chen Jiusi, even a sparrow could not escape from East City!"
Nan Batian replied, "Very good, hehe, today we shall ensure Chen Jiusi’s complete downfall."
Thinking, Nan Batian sipped some tea, then said, "Mr. Tang, shall we inform Darugachi?"
Tang Ziyue replied, "No need; Darugachi is already aware."
Nan Batian looked at Tang Ziyue, who said, "The things we know, can Darugachi be unaware?"
Nan Batian, pleased with this response, said, "Hehe, quite right, quite right."
Tang Ziyue cautioned, "However, Gang Leader, though Darugachi is aware of this matter, he surely won’t lend a hand. You must be prepared for that."
Nan Batian replied, "I know. Whoever wins Darugachi’s support, don’t worry. This time we don’t need him. Qin Ying and I are enough to take down White Tiger Hall. What do you say, Qin Ying?"
Qin Ying smiled and assured, "Mr. Tang, don’t worry. The Gang Leader will take down Chen Jiusi, and I will take down Chen Xiaohu. My two brothers will handle the rest, and it will be infallibly secure. This time, Chen Jiusi is sure to meet his end without a place for his corpse!"
Pleased, Nan Batian said, "Excellent. Rest assured, once this is done, I won’t let you go unrewarded. The most prosperous streets, Yongchang and Peace of White Tiger Hall, will be given to your Eagle Hall."
"Thank you, Gang Leader."
Hearing this, Qin Ying’s eyes brightened. The streets of Yongchang and Peace were incredibly valuable, and he had long coveted them. Now, it seemed he even had a chance to seize them, making him feel exhilarated and more motivated than ever. If he did not defeat Chen Jiusi, when would Qin Ying have his day?
While this group was lost in their grand delusions, they were unaware that just about a hundred meters across, inside a teahouse, sat a group of people led by Sun Tiechui, followed by his disciples, totaling around a hundred – all members of the Zoroastrian Sect.
Sun Tiechui at that moment pushed open one half of the window, looking out at Nan Batian’s gang with utter scorn in his eyes.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. This foolish fellow is still plotting against Chen Jiusi, isn’t he?
Sitting opposite him was Han Lian, who was devouring pastries, showing no sign of nervousness, with her cheeks puffed like a little hamster. She was about to eat the last pastry when she saw Sun Tiechui looking at her and politely asked, "Do you want it?"
Sun Tiechui replied, "No."
"Then I will eat it."
Han Lian took a big bite of the pastry, quickly chewed it, and swallowed. Sun Tiechui, watching her, asked, "Aren’t you a bit nervous at all?"
Han Lian replied, "Nervous about what?"
"Our opponent is Nan Batian!"
Han Lian fell silent for a while then said, "Hmm, it’s not like we’re really going to fight him, no worries. Let’s talk after eating."