7 Killers

Chapter 7 - Capturing the Dragon empty-handed

Part 1

Power of Hu was obviously just a person too.

But he was a very extraordinary person. In his life, he had accomplished many extraordinary things.

When he first started to roam Jianghu, people were already calling him "the Fox."

Of course, other than his fox-like craftiness, he was also as patient as a camel, as hardworking as a farm ox, as vicious as a bird of prey, as nimble as a pigeon, and as sharp as a sword.

Sadly, he had already grown old.

His vision had grown dim, his muscles slack, his reflexes slow. He also had contracted a serious case of rheumatism, and had spent years bed-ridden, to the point where he could no longer even stand up.

Luckily, his intelligence had not grown dim, and was in fact sharper than ever. His method of handling affairs was also more prudent and careful than ever.

So down to this day, he still commanded much respect.

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It was an ancient hall, spacious and tall, yet filled with an unspeakable gloominess.

The tables and chairs were also archaic, the color of the paint fading away. When wind blew into the hall, it carried along dust, which settled onto everything, including guests.

The wind blew.

Liu Changjie helped Dragon Fifth brush the dust off of his body, then muttered, "They really should clean this place up."

Dragon Fifth looked at him. "You have dust all over yourself, too."

Liu Changjie laughed. "I don't care. Some people are destined to roll around in mud and dust."

"And you're one of those people?"

Liu Changjie nodded. "But you aren't. Patriarch Hu isn't either."

"Do you really need to compare me to him?" asked Dragon Fifth coolly.

"You two are basically the same type of person," said Liu Changjie. "Inherently superior."

Dragon Fifth said nothing.

The large hall was once again silent. The wind blew the paper windows, which sounded like the falling of leaves.

Autumn was dying, and soon it would snow.

"Is the master here?" called out Liu Changjie.

"Yes." The doorman was old. "Wait in the hall, I'll notify him you're here."

The old man had a full head of white hair, and his face was covered with scars. It was safe to assume this man was Power of Hu's partner, and that they been through hell and high water together.

As such, he wasn't very polite. But, Liu Changjie was willing to forgive him, and waited in the main hall. He waited for a very long time.

And Hu Yue'er?

She should know that Liu Changjie was here. Why didn't she appear?

Liu Changjie didn't ask. Actually, there was no one to ask even if he wanted to.

He had been to this place twice, and had only ever seen three people here. Power of Hu, Hu Yue'er, and the old doorman.

But, if you think you could come and go as you please in this place, you would be wrong, and you would pay dearly.

And the meaning of "pay dearly" is, you would pay with your life!

Patriarch Hu's career had spanned decades, and it was hard to say how many criminals he had apprehended.