He leaned his back against the wall, stood up, and coughed again.

"So many sect disciples like you will leave on their own not long after they come here. People like you come from rich families, unlike us. They all have money."

"" Wei He wanted to say that he was actually very poor too.

But Wang Chong didn't seem to notice his expression.

"You are young, protected by the sect, have a future, and have potential. We are different. You can only fight for your life on your own."

Wei He was speechless.

He had heard about the king's arrest. The opponent had already passed thirty-five this year. If he didn't fight hard, he would really have no chance to break through.

How much money can you make by relying on other ways of living, such as opening a martial arts gym, teaching disciples, doing some guard work, etc.?

It is simply not enough for a third-blood warrior to break through.

Therefore, this official position is really life-threatening.

"You're only thirty-five, right?" Wei He whispered. For third-level blood, forty is a hurdle. There is no hope after that.

"Haha, you want to say that you want to join the sect? I have practiced the blood leg inherited from my family for fifteen years. It is already difficult to break through, but if I try to change it, it will become useless." Wang Chong waved his hands, not wanting to say more.

Wei He was also silent, understanding that not everyone could be like him, who could practice hard and without hesitation.

The two waited in the alley for a while, and finally someone came again.

This time, people came not from the government, but from the You family, one of the three families in Xuanjing City.

In front of and behind the alley, a large number of people quickly crowded in. They were all tough men wearing the clothes of a nobleman.

Each of these men was holding a short sword and wearing leather armor. They were full of blood and vitality. At a glance, it was clear that they were no worse than the soldiers of Hongjiabao in Feiye City that Wei He had seen.

The leader was wearing a light green robe and had gray hair. He was in his fifties and looked like an ordinary old teacher.

But Wei He took one look and was swept by the other person's gaze for a moment, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body. This is the human body's instinctive contraction reaction when facing danger.

The pupils of this man's eyes were faintly white, unlike ordinary people. Although his arms and shoulders were hidden under the green robe, the outlines of thick and powerful muscles could still be seen.

"Xiao Heng ran away again!" The man's voice was calm and he glanced at the corpse on the ground.

"You two?" He looked at Wei He and Wang Chong.

The blood-stained injuries on Wang Chong's body were obvious at a glance.

But Wei He was different. His face remained as usual, and there was no trace of blood on his body. He had obviously escaped unscathed from Xiao Heng, a human-faced tiger.

"I was able to escape unscathed from Xiao Heng's hands." The man sounded surprised, and when he looked at Wei He, he looked more serious.

He clasped his fists. "I, You Manor, am now the steward of the main house. I am responsible for hunting down Xiao Heng, the human-faced tiger. We, the You family, will bear the compensation for the injuries of several detectives."

"I am Wei He. I have only been in office for two months. I am a disciple of Wanqingyuan of Tianyin Sect." Wei He also clasped his fists and returned the salute.
Chapter completed!