“How about it? Feeling pretty good, huh?” Lin Ping Zhi asked with a smile.
“Kid, just kill me!” Mu Gao Feng said weakly.
“Want to die? Not so easy. I told you, I'm going to make you feel what it's like to be better off dead. This young master always keeps his word, I'll absolutely deliver on my promise.” Lin Ping Zhi said with a smile.
Only, this smile in Mu Gao Feng's eyes was so evil and hateful.
Looking at Lin Ping Zhi's smile, Mu Gao Feng wished he could eat him alive, but, alas, he had no way to do anything now.
His tendons and ligaments were all severed, and there were many wounds on his body that were constantly bleeding.
He wanted to die, but he couldn't. This feeling, it couldn't be more agonizing.
“You little bastard, you have the guts to kill me, otherwise, even as a ghost I won't let you off.” Mu Gao Feng glared at Lin Ping Zhi and cursed.
“Puchi...”
“Ugh...”
But to his surprise, just as he finished cursing, he saw a flash of white light before his eyes, and then a searing pain spread through his mouth.
Lin Ping Zhi had directly cut out his tongue.
Seeing Mu Gao Feng writhing in pain on the ground, Lin Ping Zhi let out a crazy, morbid laugh.
“Haha...Father, Mother, did you see? Today I avenge you.” Lin Ping Zhi's eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly turned to Mu Gao Feng.
The long sword in his hand swung again, and in an instant, Mu Gao Feng was struck in the throat, his body stiffened, and he went completely still.
Seeing Mu Gao Feng motionless, Lin Ping Zhi's excited mood gradually calmed down. Suddenly he felt like there was nothing left to hold onto in this world.
“Father, Mother, I finally avenged you. Now I have no other attachments, I should go and fulfill my promise.” Lin Ping Zhi turned to leave with a look of relief.
Qixia Town, another beautiful day.
Lin Hao stretched and got out of bed, stepping out of the room he smelled a fragrant scent.
Nan Gong Zheng, clad in white, walked out of the kitchen carrying food. Seeing Lin Hao come out, Nan Gong Pu She's lips curled up slightly.
“Master, it's time for dinner.”
“Eh, I didn't expect you, Nan Gong, to know how to cook.” Lin Hao looked at Nan Gong Pu She in surprise.
“Walking the world, this kind of survival skill is essential.” Nan Gong Pu She said calmly.
“En, you're right, I'll taste Nan Gong's cooking today then.” Lin Hao said with a smile.
Four small dishes, and a bowl of tofu soup, enough for the two of them.
Taking a bite, Lin Hao nodded. While not heavenly, it was still good.
“Not bad, not bad, your skills are very good. In that case, you'll be taking over cooking from now on.” Lin Hao said with a smile.
“This is what Nan Gong should do.” Nan Gong Pu She nodded in agreement with a smile.
“En, you work hard for now, we'll look for a suitable chef when we find one.” Lin Hao nodded.
Nan Gong Pu She didn't say anything else. Lin Hao was her master, cooking for her master was only natural.
She only hoped, if there was a chance, she could avenge her mother, and then she would have no other attachments.
She could stay by her master's side wholeheartedly.
After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Hao opened the pawn shop door and began to do business.
It was almost noon and no customers had come yet, making Lin Hao feel a bit bored and wanting to go to sleep.
Nan Gong Pu She sat cross-legged beside him, closing her eyes and practicing. This was something she did every day.
In this world, the only things that interested her were revenge and cultivation.
Seeing Nan Gong Pu She practicing so hard, never daring to rest for a moment, Lin Hao felt a pang of heartache.
He knew why Nan Gong Pu She practiced so hard, it was to avenge her mother.
Only, in the end, she didn't get to avenge her herself.
But now she was with him, and as her master, he naturally had an obligation to help her avenge her mother.
It was just that, he didn't have anything in his hands to help her yet. He only hoped that his second business deal would come quickly.
Outside Qixia Town, a group of beggars in ragged clothes were rushing along. The leading man was rough and rugged, with a thick aura, he walked with a dragon's stride, as if the wind was beneath his feet.
“Leader, this is the territory of Da Ming, do we still need to continue investigating?”
“Investigate, we must find out who killed Brother Ma!” The rough man said with a gloomy expression.
This person was none other than Qiao Feng, the leader of the Song Dynasty's Beggar Clan.
He was here to investigate the death of Ma Da Yuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan, but he had been investigating for days and had no leads.
“Yes...”
“Let's go, let's rest for a bit ahead and ask around.” Qiao Feng nodded.
“Yes, Leader.”