Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 632 - 243: Killing in the Street (1/2)

Gao Zhenhai sat askew in the carriage, next to him were his father and the voluptuous beauty. At that moment, he harbored hatred in his heart, his handsome face clouded over, and he just sat there without speaking.

Gao Tianlu glanced at him and said,

"You should not interfere in this matter for now, just stay at home sincerely every day. Since the Mei Family is unwilling to connect us with Qingfeng Edge, I will naturally reach out to the Wen Family. Do they really think that it is still their time to lead the Mei Family?"

"Hmph! To humiliate so many noble clans like this, we certainly won't let it go easily."

Gao Zhenhai clenched his teeth secretly and said,

"Mei San has humiliated me like this, I must take revenge for this."

Upon hearing this, Gao Tianlu's anger surged uncontrollably, and he unexpectedly slapped Gao Zhenhai across the face hard, causing the beautiful woman beside him to cry out in shock. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes filled with a hint of fear.

An icy expression covered Gao Tianlu's face as he said, "Stay at home and reflect on yourself properly! Lest you truly cause some enormous disaster later on, and I won't be able to save you!"

Gao Zhenhai covered his face with one hand, teeth clenched in resentment, and said,

"But..."

Gao Tianlu angrily said, "But what?! Still want to argue? Hmph, don't think I don't know about all those 'good deeds' you've done in the past!"

"Once you're home, kneel in the ancestral hall for one Hour!"

Gao Zhenhai did not dare say more, brushing over his disheveled hair with his hand as his expression grew more somber.

The newly favored beauty, who was trying soothingly to pacify the father and son, instead deepened the anger in his heart, which prompted him to sweep his gaze savagely over her body, then he quickly lowered his eyes, feigning silence.

The carriage traveled along a spacious road, with people only on both sides, yet it seemed Gao Zhenhai could still hear the schadenfreude whispers of the commoners near his ear, and gradually clench the palms resting on his lap.

Gao Tianlu noticed his subtle movements but pretended to see nothing, sitting upright in the carriage with a solemn and imposing demeanor.

Not to mention the beautiful woman caught between the oppressed and silent father and son, even the driver outside could feel the suffocating and oppressive silence, driving with extra caution for fear that any small mistake would provoke a scolding or beating.

Fortunately, the carriage traveled on a spacious and even road, preventing any mishaps, and after going only about seven to eight hundred meters, they saw a person at the crossing who seemed oblivious to the carriage, blindly walking forward.

The driver hesitated for a moment, then asked Gao Tianlu in a low voice what to do, but before Gao Tianlu could answer, Gao Zhenhai had already snapped, his voice tinged with violence, chilling the driver to the bone.

Seeing the burly man in black robes ahead, the driver's mood worsened, and anger surged. Without giving a warning, he directly lashed out with his whip.

An excellent whip, wielded with full force, the tip cracked loudly upon contact, inevitably tearing flesh and skin, stunning the onlookers into silence, who only felt that the black-robed man had suffered an undeserved calamity.

The whip struck the big man right below his right arm, nearly tearing through to his abdomen and chest. However, he caught the whip with one hand.

The driver was stunned and reflexively tried to pull the whip back, but it felt as if he were pulling against a mountain; immovable, the black-robed man bore a fierce and bold face, his eyebrows thick and untidy like heavy blades, he looked up with a cold laugh and with a tug, caused the driver to stagger on the carriage.

The whip indeed struck the two leading horses, startling them into a neigh. The frightened horses pulled the carriage forward abruptly, causing the bystanders to cry out and retreat hastily, fearing the horses would run amok and collide with them.

A squad of Great Qin iron soldiers was patrolling nearby, sensing the anomaly, they drew their swords and advanced quickly with spears and maces in hand, shouting angrily, the sound of hand crossbows being strung could faintly be heard as well.

They had not come within ten steps.

The black-robed man simply placed a palm directly on the head of the charging horse, which was already spooked and running wild under the force of more than five thousand pounds. Yet it was abruptly stopped, unable to move an inch further, causing awe among the witnesses.

The black-robed man then leaped up, kicking the driver right off the carriage and burst into it, paying no heed to the beauty and the man inside. With a pull of his blade, he brushed past Gao Zhenhai's neck and buried it deep into the carriage, pinning the young scion firmly behind him.

The killing intent burst forth, the man's eyes like two sharp swords piercing directly into Gao Zhenhai's heart, carrying an indescribable and mysterious intent, Heart Imprint Technique, and for some reason, Gao Zhenhai felt his brain go blank.

At that moment, he heard the man's deep voice say,

"Three years ago, a woman from Jianghu entered Wanling City, was it not by your vile hands?"

Gao Zhenhai blankly said,

"Yes..."

"Lin Family's scholar's wife in the west of the city, was she not driven to hang herself by you..."

Gao Zhenhai, showing a struggle, said,

"That's not my fault, she herse—"

Gao Tianlu's scalp went numb, and before he could speak, the black-robed man decisively grabbed Gao Zhenhai's hair, chopped down with his long blade as cleanly as slaughtering a pig, severing his throat. Blood immediately sprayed throughout the carriage, the voluptuous beauty screamed and fainted outright.

The black-robed man stood up, his eyes concealing Divine Charm, turned his head to look at the pale-faced Gao Tianlu and sneered coldly, his palm clanging resoundingly with the blade, chopping off Gao Tianlu's hair and said,

"I won't kill you yet."

He then struck with a fist, the Fist Strength entwining, and shattered the luxurious carriage directly. The iron soldiers, who had previously heard Gao Zhenhai's reply, were shocked at that moment. Observing the carriage being directly smashed, the Jianghu martial artist burst out, inadvertently raising their weapons.

The blade fell.

Visible dense white air waves furiously erupted, followed by broken weapons spiraling into the air, falling to the ground. Several iron soldiers staggered backward, crashing against the walls of houses on either side, not even able to hold for a moment.

The figure looked on in disarray as the wave of energy, like a white dragon, surged forward unstoppable.

The only sounds by his ear were the immense explosions accompanying the energy wave. In a short time, a man wielding a blade had charged through a busy path. Horses neighed and fell, the blade's light tearing through carriage debris. Finally, a carriage was split apart, its fragments scattering everywhere.

The man, holding his blade in one hand and dressed in blood-stained black, spun around with an indifferent expression.

Behind him, people wailed and trembled. Even a well-treated son of a Noble Clan was smacked with the heavy blade, his face swelling and teeth scattering on the ground; three others lay dead atop a carriage.

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The place was close to a military post in Wanling City. Hearing the disturbance, a dense crowd of soldiers rushed out. Witnessing the scene, a soldier, overwhelmed, slightly loosened his grip on his bowstring.

Under the pull of the Qi Mechanism, arrows rained down towards the man in black who, amazingly, neither retreated nor dodged but instead leapt up, heavily stepping on an arrow.

His body slightly bent, and his breath became prolonged. He used the arrows as leverage to spring up, moving through the air like a shooting star. The City Commandant of Wanling City, a Sixth Rank Martial Artist from the Imperial Court whose sword was far superior to those of Jianghu wielders, hurried over.

Without a word, he thrust his sword towards the man in black, striking the long blade. With a sharp clang and feeling the immense force transmitted from his weapon, the City Commandant gritted his teeth, his eyes wide as copper bells, and bellowed,

"Killing in the city, are you seeking death?"

"Wanling City has countless experts and sharp weapons. Put down your blade quickly, or else..."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the man's grip on his blade grew even heavier as he coldly said,

"If you have the guts, come at me!"

The complexion of the City Commandant changed slightly. Engaging in combat, they couldn't trigger Heaven and Earth for powerful moves due to the location. The two exchanged blows using only their own Inner Strength. Proud of his martial skills, the Commandant found himself falling behind after just fifteen or sixteen exchanges. Blocking a diagonal slash with his sword, he asked,

"Have you come for revenge for a Jianghu friend?

"Or for that scholar, Lin?"

The man in black raised an eyebrow and indifferently responded,

"You actually know of this case?"

Although he answered the City Commandant, the strikes from his blade grew increasingly heavy. In just three blows, he had forced his opponent into a dire state, feeling he could die under that blade at any moment. His voice, cold as ice, mocked,

"Knowing why don't you investigate the case?

"Is the Great Qin Legal Code just useless paper?

"Can't you read?!

"Need me to teach you?!"

With each strike, his voice remained indifferent but carried derision. The City Commandant, frustrated and seething, retorted, "Just now I heard what you claimed. Aren't you afraid such reckless actions will bring trouble for them?"

The man said, "Trouble?"

"The Lin family's scholar and his wife have already committed suicide. Family and friends have all scattered. What trouble is left? Unless you can reprimand Yan Luo, only then can it be called trouble!"

The City Commandant disbelievingly asked, "Then why are you killing people in the streets today? What's your purpose?"

The man in black remained indifferent and casually answered,

"Didn't like the look of him, so I killed him."

The City Commandant was left agape.

With a sharp clang, the blade pressed against the sword, pushing it downward. This time was different from before; the Commandant found himself without any power to counter. As the blade almost split his neck, the man in black stepped forward, looking at him and said slowly,

"I'll spare the official today."

"If you do not investigate what he did wrong, bring him to justice within three days, and when I enter the city, I'll chop his head off, crush his seal, and burn his body to ashes."

The City Commandant furiously shouted, "You dare!"

"See if I dare!"

The man in black kicked the City Commandant, sending him flying ten meters, nearly vomiting blood, then swiftly turned around, slashing with his blade.

A massive blade glow, more than ten meters long, sliced the sky.

A refined man, rushing over, was struck by the blade glow, directly falling to the ground, his face turning deep purple, as a straight crack opened up on the long street.

Turning around, the man saw a crimson skinny horse jumping forward at some point, its mane vigorously shaking like fire, its demeanor proud. When the City Commandant saw the horse, his expression changed, then changed again at the sight of the unsheathed Heavy Blade.

The man in black flipped onto the horseback, the horse stood on its hind legs, neighing like a dragon, and with the blade in his hand, he galloped away at high speed.

The City Commandant, clutching his chest, stood up. Ahead, the sound of breaking weapons was heard. Although there were many iron soldiers in the city, they couldn't stop him at the moment. As the sound slowly faded, the City Commandant, his face ashen, stared in that direction for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and saying,

"Such a madman..."

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