From stable boy to peerless immortal

Chapter 27 Night Raid!

The cunning and shrewd Steward Huang naturally saw through Feng Shan's concerns: "Don't worry, this was not my idea, but Steward Wu's."

"That kid Shen Yuan is quite something. He has a good talent for cultivation and is highly regarded by the young lady. But the more that's the case, the more Steward Wu fears him and hates him to the bone. Once you've finished this matter, someone will naturally help you eliminate any future troubles and won't implicate you."

Seeing Feng Shan's changing expression, seemingly tempted, Steward Huang continued to encourage him:

"Not only that, you will also gain the favor of Steward Wu, and even I will retire successfully. At that time, you will inherit the position of steward."

The position of manager... Feng Shan's eyes lit up, a fleeting glint of greed in them. He was finally tempted and nodded firmly, "Don't worry, Godfather, leave this to me!"

"Give it to you? You're overthinking it..."

Suddenly, the window was opened, and a voice came out, causing the two men's expressions to change drastically.

Before the two could react, a figure darted in and slapped Feng Shan on the top of his head.

boom!

Feng Shan was struck dumb, his face frozen in shock and confusion. He fell to the ground without uttering a sound, a mixture of blood and semen flowing from his seven orifices.

At this moment, Manager Huang, who was lying on the bed, saw the person who had come in. It was a black-clad man dressed in black night clothes with his face covered!

Seeing his godson lying dead before his eyes, Steward Huang's eyelids twitched wildly: "You...who are you! This is Hua Rong Mansion, not a place where you can act so recklessly. If you leave now, there might still be a chance for survival!"

"Don't worry, I'll leave after I kill you."

The man in black spoke softly, then suddenly lunged forward, simultaneously raising his palm to form a knife and slashing it out with a whooshing sound like an iron axe chopping.

Manager Huang felt a chill run down his spine, but instead of dodging, he raised his arm, revealing a small, exquisite, silver-gray crossbow from under his wide sleeve.

whoosh-

With a whirring sound, a thin black crossbow bolt shot out, transforming into a black thread that pierced straight into the black-clad man's chest.

The attack was too sudden, and the crossbow bolts were fast and swift. Manager Huang thought to himself that even a master of innate martial arts would have difficulty dodging it.

Even though the man in black is quite strong, he certainly can't dodge this attack.

As he expected, the crossbow bolt struck the man in black in the chest, but it did not pierce through. Instead, it made a metallic clanging sound as it was blocked by something.

"I knew you were a treacherous old dog all along, so how could I not take precautions?"

The man in black chuckled, but his hand continued moving, his palm already striking Manager Huang's chest.

With a series of crisp cracking sounds, Manager Huang's chest caved in, blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and his eyes bulged out.

Even so, Manager Huang did not die. His bulging eyes stared intently at the man in black: "You...you are Shen Yuan..."

"Manager Huang has a good eye. I tried to hide myself very well, but I didn't expect you to still recognize me."

The man in black removed the black cloth from his face, revealing a fair and handsome face with a high nose bridge, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes. It was none other than Shen Yuan!

Hidden in his shirt, a thick iron plate was faintly visible, with a thin, long black crossbow bolt nailed to it, which had pierced through the plate, revealing an arrowhead on the reverse side.

"Cough... You certainly made a decisive move to kill me!"

Manager Huang coughed a few times, knowing he was doomed, his face full of resentment: "But Steward Wu and his wife won't let you off the hook. You... cough cough! With your skills, you're bound to die a horrible death..."

"Thank you for reminding me. I will be more careful in the future."

Shen Yuan thought for a moment and nodded seriously.

"You... pfft!"

However, his appearance enraged Manager Huang, causing his injuries to flare up. His eyes widened, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, collapsing and dying on the spot.

"Is he really dead?"

Shen Yuan was still a little worried, so he stepped forward and slapped Manager Huang on the forehead again. Seeing that his face was sunken and deformed but he didn't react at all, he was relieved.

He has always been cautious and steady by nature. Feng Shan is one thing, but Manager Huang is a martial arts master after all. He might have some tricks up his sleeve. Who knows if he's just faking his death?

However, now that Feng Shan and Manager Huang, the two "father and son" who had such a deep bond, are dead, he has eliminated a potential threat for himself.

"Red Dove Powder... It can even kill a master of innate martial arts. It's a real treasure, but it's mine now."

Shen Yuan tore off a piece of cloth, picked up the porcelain bottle from the ground, and carefully put it away: "They even dare to use such a poisoned horse tactic. Huang Qing and those two old dogs surnamed Wu are truly ruthless!"

The plan to poison the horses was undeniably ruthless. As the steward of the stables, he was loyal to the emperor and received his salary, so naturally he had the responsibility to take good care of these horses.

If all these horses were to meet with an accident, he would be held responsible, and even Hua Qinglian would not be able to protect him.

Even the young lady Hua Qinglian might be criticized for "not recognizing people well and being blind to talent".

These are not the key issues, because Shen Yuan's Fire Roman clone is also in the stable, which concerns his future prospects. If he dies from poisoning, it would be an unbearable loss for Shen Yuan!

"This time I've come to nip it in the bud, and although I've averted a disaster in time, we can't be too careful about this. The stable boys and servants need to be more disciplined, and my Fire Roman clone also needs to act as an informant to keep a close eye on the stables for me."

Shen Yuan looked thoughtful, and secretly made up his mind.

He glanced again at Feng Shan's corpse on the ground:

"As for Feng Shan, he's a fool blinded by greed..."

If those horses were truly poisoned, Feng Shan, the culprit, would inevitably be pushed forward to take the fall. As for the position of manager that Huang Qing mentioned, it was nothing more than honey wrapped in poison.

It looks tempting, but eating it will lead to a terrible death!

Next, Shen Yuan began to ransack the room.

Having finally come all this way, he naturally couldn't leave empty-handed.

Move the flowerpots in the corner, lift the stone bricks, and a wooden box underneath is revealed.

Shen Yuan carefully opened it and found that inside were more than a dozen gold leaves, a pile of loose silver coins, and several jade rings and pendants with a warm and smooth texture.

At the bottom of the wooden box, there were several silver notes, smooth as silk and tough as cloth, each worth one hundred taels, totaling five notes.

All these valuables together amount to about seven hundred taels of silver.

"Seven hundred taels of silver...this must be Huang Qing's savings over the years."

Shen Yuan put it away with satisfaction. "Not bad. This amount of money might not be enough to buy a decent courtyard in the inner city, but it's definitely more than enough to rent a small one!"

He learned from Old Man Niu that the outside world was chaotic and strange events were happening from time to time, which was really dangerous. So he thought about bringing his parents and family from outside the city to the city.

Shen Yuan originally needed to save money, but now with these gains, it's enough.

Not only that, but there is also a considerable surplus.