Chapter 139: Who is He?

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Kong Sha and a few village boxers from Basong soon brought Deying out from the village entrance. Qin Anyi had just finished communicating with Qilin, and his emotions suddenly felt as though they had broken free from some kind of restraint, fluctuating quite a bit. Then, glancing at the corpses on the ground, a wave of nausea began to rise in his throat. However, having lived through this for a short while, the reaction was not particularly intense; aside from his somewhat pale complexion, everything else remained within a manageable range.

This was the first time in his eighteen years of life that he had killed someone. In the past, let alone killing people, he had never even harmed ordinary small animals. The only thing that could possibly count as a sin of killing in his entire past was a few ants he had accidentally stepped on.

And now... Indeed, those peaceful days of the past were gone forever.

Sighing, he watched as Deying walked up to him under Kong Sha's protection. He looked her over, making sure she had not suffered any harm, and finally let out a breath of relief.

"You should go back with the village boxers first. Kong Sha and I still have some things to do."

Other than a slightly unhealthy paleness, Deying looked alright overall. Her clothes were quite neat. Ignoring the corpses on the ground entirely, her two eyes focused intently on Qin Anyi.

"Kong Sha has already told me the whole process. Are you going to deal with the Blood Flag?"

Meeting Deying's direct, beautiful gaze, Qin Anyi nodded silently.

"Having killed so many people from the Blood Flag right in front of their village today, the matter will undoubtedly reach the Blood Flag very soon. If we wait until they are prepared, it will truly become troublesome. Therefore, taking advantage of the time before they realize what has happened to launch a surprise attack should give us a huge advantage in winning."

"But it's too dangerous! The Blood Flag has over a hundred people. Even though you killed twenty of them today, there are still at least eighty or ninety left! Going there with just you and Kong Sha is nothing more than throwing your lives away! I know you are not an ordinary person; from the village chief's attitude toward you, you must be some big shot from that country to the north, right? You should leave right now, there's still time!"

Deying grabbed Qin Anyi's arm, speaking with anxiety.

Qin Anyi raised a hand to stroke Deying's head and smiled warmly.

"Don't worry. Besides, since the people are already dead, I cannot leave, otherwise your grandfather and the village where you live will be razed to the ground by the Blood Flag. Kong Sha and I will return safely. Trust me."

After saying this, he raised his eyes to look toward the village entrance, where a few boxers from Supan's village stood with a guarded expression, though Supan himself was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Anyi's heart sank. He knew Supan had likely gone off to report the news. For those ruthless bandits, the telephone was not a secure method of communication, so they would choose the most primitive means. Time was running out...

"I can't afford to waste any more time. Deying, be a good girl. Letting me stay here one more minute will only add one more minute of danger for me. Go back to the village with Basong first, and wait for our triumphant return."

"All right, I promise you, Anyi. I'll wait for you to come back. If you don't return, I will go down with you. I won't let you face Yama's butcher knife alone."

Deying bit her lip, then nodded, her expression very solemn. Without waiting for Qin Anyi to reply, she turned around cleanly and ran back to Basong's side.

Qin Anyi was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a helpless, bitter smile, and then asked, "Kong Sha, do you know where the Blood Flag's lair is?"

"Just the two of us are going to attack the Blood Flag's headquarters?" Despite having mentally prepared himself, Kong Sha still found it somewhat hard to believe.

"What, is there a problem?"

"It's not that there's a problem... but... can we actually do it?" Kong Sha blinked, asking uncertainly.

"Let me ask you, if a week ago I told you that in just one week you could reach the level you are at now, would you have thought it possible?" Qin Anyi asked with a smile.

"Of course not! The scale of progress this past week is simply a miracle," Kong Sha answered without hesitation.

"That's right. When you don't do certain things, you have no idea what level you are actually capable of achieving. You want to walk the path of the Muay Thai King—though I don't quite understand what the concept of a Muay Thai King in Thailand truly entails, I imagine that at its core, it is also the ultimate pursuit of strength. Therefore, as an expert, the first thing one must possess is absolute confidence in one's own power, along with the grit and unyielding spirit to forge ahead and never retreat when facing any difficulty! To truly become an expert, the first thing you must have is the heart of an expert!"

Kong Sha trembled all over, licked his lips, and thought carefully about Qin Anyi's words. Instantly breaking out in a cold sweat, the way he looked at Qin Anyi now carried a sense of worship. Straightening his posture, he took two steps back until his own feet were no longer stepping on Qin Anyi's shadow, and then bowed deeply and respectfully to Qin Anyi.

"Your lesson is well received. What I lacked before was precisely the heart of an expert you spoke of. I didn't have the true awareness to become an expert; I only had a vague idea, yet I had no clue how I should actually go about it! You have awakened me. Whatever achievements I, Kong Sha, might attain in the future will certainly be inseparable from the guidance you gave me today!"

"Let's put that aside for now. If you know the Blood Flag's lair, we'd better move right now, the sooner the better." Qin Anyi hadn't expected Kong Sha's reaction to be so intense, so he could only say with a wry smile.

"Alright, I'll lead the way, let's go right now. The location of the Blood Flag's lair is not a secret; basically, all the nearby villagers know it. Because the Blood Flag requires us to pay sufficient taxes every year, and these taxes are delivered directly by people we send straight to their lair."

Kong Sha nodded, and as he spoke, he began to run off in a certain direction.

Qin Anyi asked curiously, "Aren't they worried at all?"

"Worried? They have people and guns, what do they have to be worried about? Besides, apart from you, absolutely no one in the nearby villages dares to harbor any thoughts against the Blood Flag. Having been oppressed for so many years, people are long accustomed to taking things lying down. The Blood Flag doesn't completely cut off people's means of survival either, so everyone just muddles along somehow."

Kong Sha smiled bitterly, thinking to himself: *How could we possibly have your heaven-defying courage to directly wipe out the Blood Flag... This... this is truly boldness born of supreme skill...*

"Uncle Basong, will they come back safely?" Deying asked softly, watching the rapidly receding figures of Qin Anyi and Kong Sha.

"They will. At least the few people I've encountered who are... um... who are like him, are certainly not people a small group of armed bandits can hold back."

Basong let out a long breath only after seeing Qin Anyi and Kong Sha leave, speaking with total ease. What he had feared most was that Qin Anyi would simply take a plane back home after killing these twenty-some people, dumping a huge mess for him to clean up. Now that Qin Anyi had made it clear he intended to directly destroy the Blood Flag, Basong naturally had nothing left to worry about. Once the Blood Flag was completely wiped out, it wouldn't be long before a new non-governmental armed force emerged to occupy this place. As for the murders committed by the Blood Flag, absolutely no one would care.

"Who... exactly is he?"

Deying had originally only wanted to seek some psychological comfort, but she hadn't expected her village chief to be so full of confidence, which in turn eased her own mind. Subconsciously, curiosity got the better of her.

"I can't tell you that, and you'd better not ask him either. Sometimes, knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing. Let's go, let's head back first. He'll be leaving tonight, so let's go back and prepare a sumptuous dinner to send off our guest."