"No wonder I was so uneasy when I drew blood from him," a police officer said. "I had such a big case on my back!"

The Lancheng police were happy to confirm that his ident.i.ty was fake. The case had troubled them for a long time. After several months of investigation, they had not solved the case. That resulted in a lot of gossip, which compounded the problem. After nearly a year of silence, they had a new lead.

"Question him thoroughly," a lead Lancheng police offer said.

"He is an experienced one with a good mind," a Dao police officer said. "He hasn't slept for a day and a night, but he is still very strong-willed."

"Keep going," the Lancheng officer said. "I don't believe that we can't break him!"

The Lancheng police officers arranged for more people to come over. They formed a joint team with Dao to investigate and interrogate the man. Soon, their suspicions landed on the Sihai Trading Company the man had worked for.

"Check place he works," a team leader said.

The team carried out a major investigation of the company, including its staff. Their investigation revealed that the company's chairman was the one that had been killed in the previous explosion. They also found another employee with a fake ident.i.ty.

The man was taken to jail and investigated. He was a wanted criminal who had committed robbery and hurt people.

"This company hides the filth and accepts the filth," the police officer in charge of the investigation said.

"Yes, and there are still several directors who haven't come yet," a police officer said.

The special investigation team worked with the company's personnel department to determine the current position of each director. Although they did their best to avoid alarming their prey in advance, they knew it was like that the directors had already received the news about the investigation.

Within Dao, the word was quickly spreading.

"What exactly happened?" a man in a cap asked.

"It's Lu Xiucheng. His ident.i.ty has been exposed," another man said.

"How can that be? Isn't he always very careful?" the man in a cap asked.

"Two nights ago, a thief entered our company and went into your office," the other man said.

"Thief?" The man in the cap was surprised. "There's nothing in my office."

"Well, Lu Xiucheng happened to be there at the time," the other man said. "He found the man, took him out, and tied him up. He prepared to use his methods to force the other party to tell him who sent him there, but he was put down. As a result, he was caught by the police."

"This matter is turning a little troublesome," the man in the cap said. "I wanted to show up after the matter died down, but now I can't. Once I show myself to the world, I will attract the attention of the police. At that time, the lie will be difficult to continue."

"What should we do?" the other man asked. "There are several people with ident.i.ty problems in our company. One has already been exposed."

"Tell them not to show up," the man in the cap said.

"Won't we just be making it more obvious by trying to cover it up like that?" the other man asked.

"There's no other way," the man in the cap said. "It's not easy to lead a team when the people's hearts are scattered!"

…

Under an acacia tree in the mountain village were a stone table, stone bench, two people, and a pot of tea.

"Come, have some tea," w.a.n.g Yao said.

"Thank you, Sir," Zhong Liuchuan said as he stood up.

There were no patients in the clinic. Since Zhong Liuchuan had stopped by, w.a.n.g Yao made a pot of tea and sat under the tree to chat with him. It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Most of the year has pa.s.sed," w.a.n.g Yao said.

In the past six months, he had achieved many accomplishments, increased his cultivation, seen changes in Nanshan Hill, gained reliable friends, and developed a personal relations.h.i.+p.

"Sir, I think Nanshan Hill seems to be changing," Zhong Liuchuan said.

"Oh, how so?" w.a.n.g Yao asked.

"I think it's getting taller," Zhong Liuchuan said.

He had been going to where Nanshan and Dongshan hills connected to practice his cultivation. At first, he didn't think much about it. An occasional slight tremble in the ground made him take notice. Once he started to consider it, he determined that the hill was growing taller.

"Well, it is indeed getting taller," w.a.n.g Yao said. He had noticed the same phenomena. "It's nearly 3 feet taller than six months ago."

"This is not the precursor of an earthquake, is it?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.

"Are you worried about that? Of course not!" w.a.n.g Yao replied with a smile.

The increase in height was an unexpected effect caused by the spirit gathering battle array, not a potential earthquake.

"That's good," Zhong Liuchuan said.

"It's boring to just chill here anyway," w.a.n.g Yao said. "Shall we spar?"

"Here?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.

"After we finish our tea, shall we go to the hill?" w.a.n.g Yao suggested.

"Sure," Zhong Liuchuan replied.

After drinking the tea in their cups, they left the house and went to Dongshan Hill. In a short time, they had arrived at the top.

"Come on, let me see your accomplishments without using a knife," w.a.n.g Yao said.

Zhong Liuchuan had no reservations. His internal Qi was flowing in his body. His fists and kicks generated winds as he attacked w.a.n.g Yao. His speed was very fast.

His speed was much faster than last time, and his strength was greater. His rhythm of breathing was well-controlled. w.a.n.g Yao observed the changes in Zhong Liuchuan as he dodged lightly and easily.

His disadvantage was that it was too complicated and not systematic enough. Simply speaking, Zhong Liuchuan's learnings were not specialized enough. He knew a little about everything, but he was not proficient in anything. The only thing he could rely on was his rich combat experience. If he were to meet a real expert, he would be at a huge disadvantage.

"OK, OK, that's enough." They hadn't sparred for long, but w.a.n.g Yao had already seen Zhong Liuchuan's progress and the shortcomings he still could not make up for. "I'll teach you a boxing technique you can practice."

This boxing technique was kung fu above the fist scripture. Previously, w.a.n.g Yao had asked the Zhou family whether he could spread it appropriately to outsiders. The Zhou family replied that he could.

"This fist technique comes from the Cangzhou Zhou family in Jizhou," w.a.n.g Yao said. "You must remember that. I am just teaching it to you for them."

"Yes, Sir," Zhong Liuchuan respectfully said.

w.a.n.g Yao began demonstrating the boxing technique. His speed was slower, especially when it came to some key techniques. This was not only boxing but also the matching footwork and power-generating skills. It seemed like a simple set of moves but was actually deep kung fu.

The so-called experts would know it just by seeing it. Zhong Liuchuan was a martial artist. Naturally, he could see the difference in this set of moves.

"I've remembered a little," Zhong Liuchuan said.

He had told the truth. If he were to remember it just by looking at it once, he would be a genius and a monster. He could not reach that level yet.

"Don't worry, I'll do it again," w.a.n.g Yao said.

After that, w.a.n.g Yao showed him again. This time, he was moved even more slowly. In that way, he practiced the set of moves eight times.

"Alright, we'll end it here today," w.a.n.g Yao said. "Go back and think about it. Don't rush."

"Thank you, Sir," Zhong Liuchuan said.