Chapter 034: Behind the Robbery

Feng Siniang not only failed to send Wang Bo flying with a palm strike, but instead had her wrist bone shattered by his counterforce. The shock in her heart was beyond words.

Wang Bo, however, said unhurriedly, "Now, can we talk?"

Feng Siniang withdrew her hand and asked calmly, "What do you want to talk about?"

She now realized that Wang Bo had not come to avenge the Eighteen Eagles, nor was he one of them. How could those worthless scum know someone like him?

Wang Bo said, "Let's just say, why did you cut off the heads of the Eighteen Eagles? Wouldn't it have been better to let them turn into zombies and become your puppets?"

This time, Feng Siniang could no longer sit still. She stood up with a clatter. "You... you... you... who exactly are you? How do you know about this?"

Only a handful of people in the world knew that she had been turned into a zombie. Their master would never betray them, and they had been placed under a silence curse, absolutely unable to betray one another.

So this matter should be known to no one.

Wang Bo smiled and said, "No need to panic. Some things, once discovered, are bound to be known."

Feng Siniang took a deep breath to calm down, sat back down, and stared intently at Wang Bo. The murderous intent in her eyes grew denser. "Who exactly are you?"

"Someone who stops you," Wang Bo said.

"Just you?" A hint of mockery curled at the corner of Feng Siniang's mouth.

Wang Bo said, "You think I can't do it?"

"Your skills are indeed profound, but that doesn't mean you can stop this matter, because you will never know who you are about to face."

"Just a loser suppressed in the underworld," Wang Bo said with a trace of disdain in his smile.

Feng Siniang grew even more shocked. She hadn't expected Wang Bo to know even this. "Are you from the underworld? No, you are clearly a living person. How could you be a yin god of the underworld?"

"I am indeed a living person, not a yin god of the underworld, but most yin gods in the underworld are no match for me." Wang Bo's words were not boasting but fact.

Including Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and even the Judge, none could defeat Wang Bo.

Only the Ten Kings of Hell could fight Wang Bo.

Feng Siniang looked at Wang Bo suspiciously a few times, and Wang Bo met her gaze calmly.

"Can you really stop this catastrophe?"

"Of course."

"Then kill me first." Feng Siniang lifted her slender neck, presenting it as if for execution.

Wang Bo was quite surprised. "You want to die?"

Feng Siniang said with a half-smile, "Do you think I'm still alive?"

Wang Bo was momentarily speechless. Feng Siniang was a woman who loved to enjoy life, but since becoming a zombie, she could no longer enjoy it.

No matter how delicious the food or how strong the liquor, everything tasted bland in her mouth. Even with an immortal body, what joy was there in such a life?

Wang Bo said, "Dying is not easy for you. How about this: I'll give you a chance. If you help me, I'll help you escape your suffering. What do you think?"

"Agreed." Feng Siniang accepted without hesitation. She asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Wang Bo said, "Just answer a few questions."

"Go ahead."

"I want to know how many zombies similar to you the Zombie King has created."

"As far as I know, only three." Feng Siniang answered without a second thought.

"Is one of the remaining two Yan Shisan?"

"Yes, it's him." Feng Siniang nodded with some surprise. "You're well-informed. You found out Yan Shisan's whereabouts so quickly."

Wang Bo asked, "Who is the last one?"

Feng Siniang frowned and shook her head. "To be honest, I don't know who he is either. I've roamed the jianghu for so many years but have never seen this person. However, his martial arts are very high, far surpassing mine. Even Yan Shisan is no match for him. Logically, a master like him should have made a name in the jianghu long ago, but he had no reputation before."

Mentioning this, Feng Siniang couldn't help but marvel.

Wang Bo asked, "Do you know his name?"

Feng Siniang thought for a moment and said, "I think I heard him say his name is Wu Ming."

"Which Wu Ming?"

"Probably the nameless Wu Ming."

Wang Bo couldn't help but laugh wryly. Wu Ming was obviously a fake name. Was this guy too cautious? But at that moment, a thought suddenly struck Wang Bo.

"No, it's not Wu Ming!"

Feng Siniang was startled. "What do you mean?"

"Did he tell you he was the nameless Wu Ming?" Wang Bo asked.

Feng Siniang shook her head. "No, he just said his name was Wu Ming."

"I see. He's not Wu Ming, but Wu Ming—the Wu with 'mouth' and 'sky,' and the Ming with 'sun' and 'moon'!" Wang Bo remembered that there should be a super master in this world.

That was Little Old Man Wu Ming.

Feng Siniang said, "Wu Ming? You know this Wu Ming?"

"I know of him, but I've never met him. This guy is an unprecedented genius, unfathomable in both martial arts and learning. If he had wanted, he could have become famous before the age of fifteen. But he held back, always living on an island overseas. Though his martial arts are unfathomable, he rarely makes a move. So few in the jianghu know of his existence."

Feng Siniang said, "But you know."

"I'm just well-informed." Wang Bo certainly couldn't say he had read the original novel.

"I find it strange. You clearly know who he is, yet you've never met him."

"Is that strange? I've heard of your fame, Feng Siniang, but this is my first time meeting you."

"I've roamed the jianghu for so many years, and my legends are everywhere. It's normal for you to have heard of me. But that Wu Ming has no reputation in the jianghu at all. You've never met him, yet you know of his existence. No matter how you look at it, that's abnormal."

Wang Bo smiled and said, "That's because you don't understand Wu Ming. Although he has no reputation in the jianghu, he constantly interferes with it and has established an organization of invisible people, pulling off several earth-shattering deeds."

"What deeds?"

"Do you know that behind many robberies in the Central Plains, his shadow appears?" Wang Bo asked.

Feng Siniang was taken aback and couldn't help asking, "Which ones do you mean?"

Wang Bo smiled and said, "All those where the stolen silver's whereabouts could never be traced were his doing."

He remembered that Little Old Man Wu Ming used this method to amass a great fortune.