To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 364 Making a Fortune by Raising the Coffin

Since Zhang Fan's disastrous defeat on his way back to Xianyang from Shangdang County, both of them not only failed in their missions, but also lost their mastermind.

While hiding and fleeing in the martial arts world, the two clashed several times on their escape route, but neither could gain the upper hand.

Over time, they became friends despite their initial conflict, realizing they were both in the same boat!

They decided to team up and travel together.

"Snoring! Snoring..."

Lu Zhang stood with his legs wide open, one foot even on a long bench.

He picked up the large, rough porcelain bowl and gulped down the noodles and broth in a few big mouthfuls.

Finally, he let out a loud burp.

But the shadow sitting opposite him had a completely different style.

Even when eating a two-cent bowl of food from a roadside stall, Shadow still maintains his elegance.

Yinzhen discreetly probed the noodle soup to confirm it was free of poison before using chopsticks to pick up a few noodles and slowly put them into her mouth.

"Bang!"

Lu Zhang slammed the empty bowl heavily on the wooden table and poured out his grievances in a rough voice: "It's so damn frustrating! Back in the day, we were top assassins in the martial arts world, and every time we went on a mission, we were treated to the best food and drink."

A single transaction would have been worth at least a hundred taels of gold! Now, look what's happened—they've been reduced to hiding at a roadside stall eating plain noodles without even a scrap of meat!

Shadow paused slightly in his grip on the chopsticks, then sneered, "Whose fault is it? It's all the fault of that recently rising star, the Wind and Rain Pavilion!"

Mentioning the Wind and Rain Pavilion, Shadow was furious. "The way these people steal business is absolutely despicable! Not only do they charge extremely low prices for orders, but they also kill people like they don't care about their own lives, regardless of the cost!"

"Now they've monopolized all the assassination missions in the underworld with low prices, leaving us without even a sip of soup!"

"you do not say!"

Lu Zhang was also furious and slapped his thigh. "I went to the black market yesterday to find some odd jobs, but the employer said Fengyu Pavilion only wanted 30% of the price! Is this some kind of joke?"

They've turned the noble profession of assassin into a grueling job!

The more they talked, the more frustrated they became, their resentment almost reaching the heavens.

But then, Lu Zhang lowered his voice and leaned closer to the shadows, "However, even a blind sparrow won't starve! Who would have thought that those people from the Wind and Rain Pavilion actually had a peerless martial arts manual in their hands!"

"Didn't we risk our lives to sneak back into Xianyang just to gamble on this?"

Lu Zhang cracked his knuckles as he sneered, "As long as we can snatch that manual and master the divine skills within, all those Wind and Rain Pavilions and Black Ice Platforms will be nothing but rubbish!"

"When that time comes, my brother and I will definitely make a name for ourselves in the martial world, eating meat every meal and drinking every day, and we'll never have to suffer this humiliation again!"

Shadow didn't speak, but silently put down his chopsticks.

Looking at the reflection in the noodle soup, an infuriatingly smug face involuntarily popped into my mind!

Zhang Fan!

That was the first and only failure of his career!

Thinking of what happened that day, Shadow's eyes twitched violently twice.

Then, he glanced at Lu Zhang beside him with extreme disdain out of the corner of his eye.

He gets angry just thinking about it!

If it weren't for this "big idiot" who's good for nothing and good for making things worse!

How could the assassination attempt have failed last time?

How could he have ended up looking so disheveled, fleeing Xianyang like a stray dog?

The thought of this stain on his resume made Shadow feel a tightness in his chest, and he wished he could dump the bowl of hot noodle soup he was holding right now onto Lu Zhang's blockhead.

However, Shadow took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

Right now, we need manpower, and we need this muscle-headed idiot's help to seize the secret manual.

"You're right, this is our only chance to turn things around."

The shadow's voice was chillingly cold, and he slowly raised his head, "After we obtain that peerless martial arts manual and master the divine skill..."

Shadow's fingers tightened suddenly, crushing the wooden chopsticks in his hand into two pieces!

"The first person I want to kill is that kid surnamed Zhang!"

A murderous glint flashed in the shadows' eyes. "I must personally twist his head off and wash away the shame of my assassin career! No matter what, I must completely complete that failed mission!"

"Boss! Two more big bowls of noodles, please! And extra scallions!"

Lu Zhang pretended not to notice the chilling killing intent emanating from An Ying and brazenly shouted at the stall owner.

Soon after, two large bowls of steaming hot noodles were served.

Lu Zhang lowered his head again and began to suck the soup wildly, splashing it everywhere.

"Do as you please!"

While slurping his noodles, Lu Zhang mumbled indistinctly, "Anyway, the master behind me is long gone, so that assassination mission is naturally invalidated and doesn't count anymore."

"I won't stop you from seeking revenge; that's your business!"

He swallowed a large mouthful of noodles, wiped the grease from his mouth, and his eyes became serious. He lowered his voice and said, "Right now, Xianyang City is a mixed bag, with all sorts of monsters and demons coming here."

Let's not get distracted. The important thing is to find out where that peerless martial arts technique is hidden!

If we're late and someone else gets there first, we won't even get a sip of soup!

Upon hearing this, Shadow leaned back slightly, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually subsided.

He knew that although the brute was crude, what he said made sense.

Seeking revenge is a minor matter; seizing the divine skill is the most important thing. Once we have the divine skill, killing Zhang Fan will be a piece of cake.

Shadow, his face cold, suppressed his anger and nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Okay, let's go."

After reaching a consensus, the two stopped wasting words.

Lu Zhangfeng finished off the remaining noodles and soup in one gulp, and casually slapped a few copper coins on the table.

The two stood up in unison, lowered their straw hats, and covered most of their faces.

With a quick turn, the two blended into the bustling street and hurried along the dark alley towards the black market.

The southwest corner of the outer city of Xianyang.

Everywhere there were low, dilapidated shacks, sewage flowing everywhere, and the place was extremely dirty and chaotic.

Along the narrow, muddy streets, a large number of poor people in tattered clothes gathered.

At the street corner, gamblers, their eyes bloodshot, roared as they placed their bets.

Under a few withered trees, heavily made-up and scantily clad prostitutes waved cheap handkerchiefs, casting cheap flirtatious glances at passersby.

"What a damn bad luck! There's still such a run-down place in Xianyang City. The smell is enough to knock a person over!"

Lu Zhang covered his nose while stepping on the dirty water on the ground, complaining with a look of disgust on his face.

Shadow ignored his complaints and instead turned into a small alley with practiced ease, walking straight to a dilapidated mud house and leaning against a window with a tattered straw curtain hanging on it.

"Tap, tap tap."

Shadow tapped rhythmically on the windowsill, then took out a piece of silver from his pocket and gently placed it on the windowsill.

"Raise the coffin and make a fortune." Shadow lowered his voice and uttered the four words in a low voice.