Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 97: It’s That Person from Last Time

"Alright, hurry up and save him, I’ll reward you handsomely!"

Xiao Ran let out a sigh of relief.

As long as Jiang Feng is fine, he and Han Dong still have a shot at this.

In the end, under the physician’s care and with Jiang Feng’s cooperation, Jiang Feng gradually regained some color, though he still looked very weak and needed to continue resting in bed.

"Here are five hundred taels. When you’re well, explain to Dong’Er for me. If she holds a grudge against me, I won’t let you off."

After the physician left,

Xiao Ran took out a silver note and stuffed it into Jiang Feng’s embrace.

He wielded both kindness and threat in his dealings.

"Little Prince, I’m fine. Please let me go! Sister Dong won’t blame you."

Jiang Feng said with difficulty.

"Until you recover, you’ll stay here obediently for me. You’re not allowed to go anywhere."

Xiao Ran snorted coldly.

Then he turned and left.

As the Heir of King Zhennan, the dignified Little Prince, being able to treat Jiang Feng like this was already a huge favor. If not for Han Dong, he wouldn’t care about misunderstandings—he’d have slapped Jiang Feng dead long ago.

"Little Prince, Little Prince..."

Jiang Feng called out.

Xiao Ran left without even turning his head.

He ordered the servants to secure the door, standing guard outside.

Once Xiao Ran completely disappeared,

Jiang Feng made sure there were no spies or eavesdroppers nearby.

Only then did he sit up from the bed.

"He actually brought me to Prince Zhennan’s Mansion."

"Although it’s unexpected, it’s actually more beneficial than harmful to me."

Jiang Feng muttered to himself.

His original plan,

was just to force Xiao Ran to make a move on him in front of Han Dong.

He never imagined that Xiao Ran would bring him to Prince Zhennan’s Mansion to recover from his ’injuries.’

Now the whole thing must have spread through Zhenbei Prison. The Second Prince’s informants in Zhenbei Prison would also know.

Once the Second Prince notices Jiang Feng’s presence,

learning what happened today, he’d automatically ignore Jiang Feng.

After all, who could imagine that a Little Prison Chief who got seriously injured by just one kick from Xiao Ran would have such skills?

"Just clearing suspicion isn’t enough—I need the Second Prince and the Seventh Prince to find new targets."

Jiang Feng thought inwardly.

He already had a detailed plan.

He then checked his Fortune Points.

Fortune: 23578

"Took a kick, gained nearly four thousand points, and got an extra five hundred taels silver note—not a bad deal."

Jiang Feng said as he rubbed his chest.

Both were Second Grade Refining Essence Realm Martial Artists.

Jiang Feng believed his Primordial Power was no weaker than Xiao Ran’s. That kick, even by surprise, couldn’t hurt his muscles or bones. The reason he coughed up blood was that he used his own Primordial Power to jolt his internal organs.

He’d crafted the illusion of being seriously injured.

Of course, what really fooled Xiao Ran and those physicians was the key effect of the Tai Chi Longevity Skill.

"Xiao Ran must be going to explain things to Sister Dong now. Knowing her, she won’t see Xiao Ran again until I return to Zhenbei Prison."

"Now is the perfect moment for me to muddy the waters."

Jiang Feng mused inwardly.

He checked the time.

Xiao Ran had brought him back from Zhenbei Prison, called in several physicians, waited for the last one to prescribe medicine, directed the servants to decoct it, watched Jiang Feng drink it down—

by then night had already fallen.

Now was the perfect time for Jiang Feng to get to work.

He inspected his surroundings.

There were indeed people guarding the door outside,

but just ordinary servants.

He slipped out the window and quickly left Prince Zhennan’s Mansion.

Nearby the Sun and Moon Building.

"Huh? Wu Tianxiong—hahaha, you’re with Chu Yuyan?"

Hiding atop a rooftop,

Jiang Feng gazed toward the Sun and Moon Building.

At last, in a spacious and luxurious boudoir, he found Chu Yuyan.

Chu Yuyan was kneeling on one knee.

Wu Tianxiong stood before her, hands behind his back, as if delivering some command from the Seventh Prince.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Jiang Feng drew his great bow and shot three arrows in a row.

He controlled each arrow perfectly—enough to wound Chu Yuyan, but not fatally.

"Watch out!"

Wu Tianxiong heard the wind of the arrows.

He reached out to grab Chu Yuyan’s shoulder, trying to pull her out of the way.

The three arrows fired in almost simultaneously.

The first arrow went through Chu Yuyan’s hair ornament.

The second scraped her shoulder.

If it weren’t for Wu Tianxiong pulling her away, the third arrow might have pierced right through Chu Yuyan’s shoulder.

"Get down!"

Wu Tianxiong shouted, dodging the window with Chu Yuyan.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Another three arrows shot through the window,

embedding themselves in the wall.

"Zheng!"

Chu Yuyan plucked her pipa, and in an instant, all the candles in the room went out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Jiang Feng loosed three more arrows.

He drew each arrow fully, till the bow formed a full moon.

The arrows had terrifying penetration; they shot through Chu Yuyan’s room and severed the cord of the octagonal flower lantern hanging high in the Sun and Moon Building’s main hall, a chandelier much like a modern crystal lamp.

"Bang!"

The octagonal lantern crashed to the ground in the main hall.

"Aaaah!"

Pandemonium swept through the crowd.

"Zheng!"

Chu Yuyan was furious.

She struck her strings; special tones, mixed with the force of Sword Qi, issued a shrill, eardrum-piercing sound that swept in Jiang Feng’s direction.

However, before the music could reach him, Jiang Feng was already gone.

He vanished swiftly into the darkness.

Soon after,

he returned from the Sun and Moon Building to Prince Zhennan’s Mansion.

On the way, he stashed away his night clothes, black great bow, and arrows.

By the time he returned to Prince Zhennan’s Mansion,

Jiang Feng heard a commotion.

"What are you all even good for? He was right here, how did he disappear?"

It was Xiao Ran’s voice, roaring in anger.

Jiang Feng jumped.

He hurriedly clasped his chest, moved toward the exit, and collapsed into the grass of the rear garden.

"Find him! You must find him for me, or I’ll never forgive you!"

Xiao Ran was fuming with rage.

He’d gone to explain things to Han Dong,

exactly as Jiang Feng had expected.

Han Dong flat out refused to see him, told him to just keep Jiang Feng safe—or else. At last, she kicked him right out of Zhenbei Prison.

Xiao Ran was full of frustration,

so he went out drinking to vent.

When he came home, he went to check on Jiang Feng’s injury,

only to have the servants inform him that Jiang Feng had vanished when they went to bring him water.

Xiao Ran was so furious he nearly cursed out loud on the spot.

Which brought about the current scene.

"Little Prince, he’s over here!"

"Found him, found him!"

Under Xiao Ran’s orders, all the mansion’s servants mobilized. They soon found Jiang Feng lying in the grass, clutching his chest, unconscious.

"Move aside!"

Xiao Ran heard the commotion and hurried over.

"Little Prince, I’m fine, please let me go!"

The mansion’s servants helped Jiang Feng up. Regaining some consciousness, he spoke with difficulty.

"You’re seriously injured and still dare to run around? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Xiao Ran fumed with anger.

"Send him back! Arrange for two shifts a day, twelve hours each—don’t let him out of your sight for even a step. If he escapes again, you’ll be sorry."

He ordered sternly.

"Yes, sir!"

The servants didn’t dare argue.

They quickly carried Jiang Feng from the rear garden back into the room and tended to him carefully.

At the Sun and Moon Building,

Wu Tianxiong pulled the arrows out of the wall.

Examining them carefully, he exclaimed, "It’s the same one from last time."