Jiang Feng was not afraid of Butcher Wang deceiving him.
In the Great Tang.
As long as someone is an Entry Grade martial artist, they are seen as superiors in the eyes of the common people.
As long as Butcher Wang is not foolish, he knows what to do.
Returning home, Jiang Feng arranged the quilt to look like a person sleeping inside.
Then, he carried a black bag on his back.
And took the Overlord Bow, heading towards the black market.
A while ago, after killing the fake Ge Huizhong, all sixty arrows had been used up; now, he had only one Thunder Burst Bead left, along with two unknown small medicine bottles.
Jiang Feng needed to make another trip to the black market to buy a batch of arrows and weapons and equipment to guard against any unforeseen events.
Same as last time.
Jiang Feng disguised himself as a middle-aged man, carrying a black bag, and appeared in the black market.
The black market at night, even in the cold winter months, had more people than during the day.
After all, this was a place for dirty deals and shady transactions.
Many secretive deals were habitually done at night.
Compared to his first entry into the black market, this time Jiang Feng was already experienced.
The martial artists guarding the entrance seemed to recognize him.
They looked at him with smiles on their faces.
Jiang Feng kept silent.
He knew the three tall and skinny men were regulars at the black market.
Last time they chased him and didn't return; surely someone at the black market noticed.
Now appearing again, it was clear the tall and skinny trio suffered losses last time.
And in this place swarming with danger.
Occurrences like this, happening to Jiang Feng, were obviously more of a benefit.
Presumably, no one would dare target him this time when he leaves.
Jiang Feng walked further inside.
This time his goal was clear.
He needed to buy several bundles of arrows, some hidden weapons, and preferably a few more Thunder Burst Beads.
If he got surrounded.
Using body techniques to break out and throwing a few would surely be highly effective.
As he kept walking, Jiang Feng saw that the one-eyed elder was still there.
That book on the Three-legged Body Technique was still unsold.
Honestly, the Three-legged Body Technique's level was higher than the Monkey Escape Technique.
However, as long as any body technique is perfected, it can yield unexpected effects, so Jiang Feng wasn't in a hurry to change it, just took a quick look.
The one-eyed elder seemed to sense something, glanced at Jiang Feng's figure, and continued to doze off.
Last time, the sixty arrows came with the purchase of the Overlord Bow.
This time Jiang Feng didn't go to that shop.
He specifically chose a bigger shop with more traffic and bought three bundles of arrows that were one centimeter longer and were widely used.
Each bundle contained forty-five arrows, totaling one hundred thirty-five arrows.
Based on his current archery skills.
These over one hundred arrows were enough to make Middle Third Grade martial artists tremble with fear.
Then he bought three Thunder Burst Beads.
And fifty packs of Zombie Powder.
The so-called Zombie Powder.
Was a self-defense item with lime powder mixed with chili powder, affordably priced at ten packs for a tael; Jiang Feng specially prepared more.
Afterward, he took a liking to a pair of black gloves.
The gloves fitted perfectly on the hands, with dozens of rhombus-shaped iron pieces embedded on them, woven from very strong Iron Wire Grass, each pair costing ten taels. Considering his close-combat skill was Prison Guard Long Fist, Jiang Feng prepared two pairs.
Finally, he bought a poison needle that could be hidden in a sleeve and a Heart-Protecting Mirror, along with a superior short coat made of Iron Wire Grass.
To ensure multi-layer protection inside and out.
All these purchases nearly cost Jiang Feng seven hundred taels of silver.
It was quite a splurge.
But for safety, to prevent being slain by experts from the Red Lotus Sect, Jiang Feng felt it was worth spending any amount.
The short coat woven from Iron Wire Grass that he bought, Jiang Feng wore immediately, while also placing the Sleeve Needle, putting on the gloves, and hiding the Thunder Burst Beads.
Finally, he carried the three bundles of arrows on his back and held the Overlord Bow in his hand before preparing to leave the black market.
"Hmm?"
But at this moment, Jiang Feng saw a stall with a variety of ancient books stacked up.
Recalling the identical black patterns on fake Ge Huizhong and the young man inside the prison, Jiang Feng stopped and searched the stall to see if there was any book on the subject.
"Esteemed guest, I have Military Manuals, Medicine Books, Medical Classics, Innate Powerhouse Histories, Noble Family Secrets, whatever you want, it's all here."
The owner proactively introduced when he saw Jiang Feng searching through the stall.
Jiang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "I'm looking for a book that records secret histories of major factions, the more detailed the better."
Initially, Jiang Feng wanted to directly ask if there was a book about the secrets of the Red Lotus Sect, but hesitated, fearing trouble.
"Not only major factions, even some Cultivation secrets, I have here."
The owner reached into the pile and pulled out two books, tossing them in front of Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng casually flipped through them, they contained many anecdotes about the factions, but he couldn't tell their authenticity.
He then also asked the owner to find a miscellaneous medical book to treat body odors.
And a sect cultivation technique compendium.
Totaling four books, the owner demanded fifty wen, Jiang Feng bargained down to two wen per book before leaving the black market.
With the lesson from last time with the three tall and skinny men.
Plus, this time leaving fully armed, Jiang Feng was not disturbed on the way.
The next day.
Jiang Feng donned all the equipment he could carry and took the faction secrets book with him to Zhenbei Prison.
Upon arrival.
Uncle Huo was unsurprisingly absent, and some little prison guards were already gossiping, saying Uncle Huo had caused trouble outside.
Jiang Feng continued to maintain a low profile.
He first completed his duties.
It was only during a break that he examined the faction secrets in the workroom.
The book was very thick.
Several hundred pages.
Unfortunately, Jiang Feng never found anything inside that recorded the secrets of the Red Lotus Sect, not even wild tales.
It seems, looking through such fabricated wild histories and secrets, the information he wanted couldn't be found.
He tried to recall the black pattern characteristics on fake Ge Huizhong, considering drawing out the black pattern and visiting the black market again, maybe asking around would yield unexpected findings.
But then he thought, if the black pattern really had special significance.
Chief Huang should have noticed it early.
After all, during interrogation in the torture room, those rebel faction members from the Red Lotus Sect were stripped bare; Chief Huang must have seen the black pattern too, maybe he was just overthinking.
"No, last time in the torture room, the young man's wrist had no black pattern."
Suddenly, Jiang Feng was startled internally.
He vaguely remembered, last time Chief Huang in the torture room interrogated the rebel faction, having him and Ge Huizhong stay behind to clean while that young man was present, tied to the bench, with sleeves rolled up high, the young man's wrist had no black pattern similar to fake Ge Huizhong.
But what could this prove?
"Whoosh!"
"Ah!"
"Bad, someone's hijacking the prison!"
Suddenly.
Cacophony erupted outside the workroom.
Jiang Feng heard the sound of arrows embedding into stone walls, accompanied by exclamations.
The words 'hijack the prison' were especially clear in his ears.