Chapter 11: Come and Feast on Meat

Yu Chengfeng had actually misjudged slightly; he had greatly underestimated the speed at which word of mouth spread. He had thought that it would take several days for news of his actions to reach every corner of Huyang Fort.

Yet, in just one afternoon, the fact that he earned a large sum using his unique hunting techniques—and that he publicly made Li Zhen, the Hundred Householder, kneel before him—had already spread throughout the entire fort.

Although many still looked down on him, believing his success to be a mere stroke of luck, when they saw the smoke rising from his home’s chimney with their own eyes, their envy was undeniable.

That scoundrel, how dare he!

Among those most infuriated were, of course, Li Zhen and Hou Quan’s group.

Not only had Hou Quan failed to make Yu Chengfeng suffer any hardship, but he himself had been punched hard by the Left Hundred Householder, causing several loose teeth to fall out; now he even spoke with a slight lisp.

As for Li Zhen, he had originally planned to extort Yu Chengfeng to obtain the hunting techniques. But not only did he fail to acquire them, he was outwitted and humiliated in public, and his throat still ached from the ordeal.

He was convinced Yu Chengfeng had deliberately left poison in his system.

“Damn it! Yu Chengfeng deserves to die!” Li Zhen slammed the table in anger, startling Hou Quan.

“Dying sounds good, brother-in-law,” Hou Quan said with a mouth slightly distorted from a lost front tooth. “We have to find a way to kill him!”

“And it has to be without anyone noticing. Everyone in Huyang Fort already knows we have a grudge. If we act openly, we’ll give them a handle to use against us. If that Left fellow stirs up trouble, our lives won’t be easy,” Li Zhen sighed, rubbing his round head with worry.

“That’s easy. Let a tiger do it,” Hou Fen, Hou Quan’s sister, who had been eavesdropping outside, stepped in.

“A tiger? You say that like it’s nothing. Where am I supposed to find a tiger?” Li Zhen looked puzzled.

“There are tigers in the mountains!” Hou Fen scolded him for being so slow-witted. “This afternoon, when you went after Yu Chengfeng, someone came to report that Old Ge Da was eaten by a tiger in the mountains. They said don’t go up there anymore.”

“What does that have to do with Yu Chengfeng? You don’t expect me to bring a tiger down to Huyang Fort, do you?” Li Zhen was still confused, spreading his hands helplessly.

“If the tiger won’t come down, then you bring Yu Chengfeng up to the mountains!” Hou Fen said. “Think about it: whenever a tiger eats someone, the fort forms a tiger-hunting team to climb the mountain and kill it. Yu Chengfeng has unique hunting traps—take him along! Let him go feed the tiger in the mountains!”

“But what if Yu Chengfeng actually kills the tiger?” Li Zhen frowned, concerned.

“Old Ge Da hunted all his life and still got eaten by the tiger. Yu Chengfeng is just a drunken rascal. How could he possibly take down that tiger?” Hou Fen continued. “Besides, once you’re up there,I'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.