Chapter 8 - Deserve to Talk

While Wu Chi was returning to the Shadow Sword Villa, he was surrounded by several men.Ever since Luo Kun had placed a bounty on Wu Chi, many people had been targeting him. The reason why they didn’t take any action before was because Liu Yu was there to protect Wu Chi, and Liu Yu said that he would eventually take Wu Chi away. But now that Liu Yu had left, Wu Chi became an easy target for everyone.

These people who surrounded Wu Chi were, of course, the one who wanted to receive benefits from capturing Wu Chi…

“Boy, you could’ve chosen a way to live, but you didn’t do so. Are you in such a hurry to get killed?”

Wu Chi looked like he was startled, he stepped back a few steps, and then said, “Hold on, a gentleman uses his tongue but not his fists. We can talk if there is something wrong between us.”

“Talk?” These people sneered and said, “Who do you want to talk to? Young Master Luo? You don’t deserve to talk to him!”

“Everything can be discussed. Let’s not fight, I’m a very reasonable guy.” Shaking his head intently, Wu Chi answered while taking a step back.

“Discuss fart! We gave you a chance to leave with your senior brother but you chose to stay and present yourself to us like this. Do you  think that we won’t kill you?”

“Can’t we talk nicely?”

“Talk about how you want to die?…Idiot!”

These people rolled their eyes and attacked Wu Chi together.

Almost at the same time, while these few people were starting their attack, a sword light rose up like a tempest in the sky.

Even though Wu Chi was being outnumbered, he was holding on his own far longer than what others had imagined.

As his sword light had surfaced, the barrage of attack was broken through, and Wu Chi slowly regained his footing!

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Even though Wu Chi’s cultivation was below the Transcendent Mortal realm, in terms of sword techniques, be it the sword moves or fighting methods, Wu Chi’s ability far exceeded these men. Although Iron Sword Group was a small school, the school had existed for hundreds of years.

As a talented disciple placed with high expectations, Wu Chi’s strength was far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.

With only one move, even Liu Yu, who had higher cultivation than Wu Chi, was stopped and all of these were achieved solely from his sword technique.

Wu Chi would not have returned to Shadow Sword Villa if he had no power to back himself.

Within a few breaths, almost everyone who had besieged Wu Chi had been injured.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Wu Chi had only injured them, not killed them.

A moment later, all of these people who besieged Wu Chi had all fallen to the ground. Wu Chi pointed his sword towards the crowd, and he showed a sarcastic smile, “…Now, am I qualified to talk to you?”

“Y-yes… yes! You can ask us anything!”

With a thin line separating their life and death. These people suddenly became obedient.

To put it bluntly, they were lured by the benefits from capturing Wu Chi, however, as soon as they had failed, they had no courage to fight back.

“With this amount of courage, you dared to be other dogs?”

Wu Chi used his sword hilt and struck the face of the people who were lying on the floor, and muttered regretfully.

“Wait… did you pretend to be defeated so that you can counterattack me when I put down my guard? It’s more convenient to kill two of you first then.”

“We don’t dare! Please spare our life, Young Master Wu!”

Although they knew that Wu Chi might be intimidating them, their life was in his hands, so nobody had the courage to gamble their own life.

“What a pity. This kind of dog is not interesting.” While curling his lips, Wu Chi continued to toy with them.

“Would you like to try attacking me? Maybe you can succeed?”

The man who was pointed at by Wu Chi’s sword blade cried out.

“No! No! No! W-we really dare not, please be magnanimous and let us go.”

“Well, well, I am a good person, right?” Shrugging his shoulders, Wu Chi continued speaking, “Go back and tell Luo Kun that I’m just an ordinary disciple. I only wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to reap some benefits. I have zero interest in the Shadow.”

Speaking of this, Wu Chi seemed to suddenly think of something. He turned his head and asked, “By the way, how much money did he give you all?”

“Two hundred taels* of gold!” The man quickly answered. Wu Chi was staring at him all the time, which frightened him so much that his fine hair was about to blow up.

[* a chinese unit used to measure weight, is equivalent to 50 grams.]

“You guys are worth ? How could that be?” Wu Chi looked at them with envy, and heavily hinted something.

“Of course, we’re willing to offer you the gold!”

They immediately caught on to Wu Chi’s hints. They knew the meaning behind his words, and at the critical moment of life and death, they immediately knew what to do.

“You guys are very interesting.” Wu Chi shook his head, and while smiling, he took out his sword, his eyes alternating between these men.

“This is our apology for you, please accept it.”

These men busily took out gold from their pocket, and then obediently handed over the gold to Wu Chi.

“Oh? Thank you so much.” Receiving two hundred taels of gold, Wu Chi continued looking at them suspiciously, and asked, “Why did you give me the gold so easily? Are you deceiving me? Did Luo Kun really give you two hundred taels of gold?”

Although Wu Chi’s voice was low, these men were close to him so they could hear it clearly. This sentence frightened them into tears.

Wu Chi retracted the sword in his hand satisfactorily after he had robbed the money from these men.

“I’m sorry, I have misunderstood you guys. Don’t do bad things next time.”

Hearing the hypocritical words from Wu Chi, these men have an impulse to strangle him.

With a wave of his hand, Wu Chi continued, “Go back and tell Luo Kun that I’m not really interested in the Shadow. If he wants any help, he is welcomed to discuss it with me. I’m a smooth talker and a reasonable person.”

Watching these men roll and crawl away, Wu Chi’s smile slowly faded away, and was replaced by a self-mocking expression.

Although he chose to stay, Wu Chi was aware of his own situation. If he really fought with Luo Kun face to face, the outcome was obvious— his own death.

Shadow Sword Villa was pushed to a dead end, and he, a cultivator who hasn’t stepped into the Transcendent Mortal realm, had no ability to reverse the situation.

The only thing he could do was to help Miss Zhou as much as he could, for the sake of their friendship.

If the situation became irreversible, he would escape from the Shadow Sword Villa.

The only matter that put him in a headache was  girl.

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Sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion, Zhou Boyan was mindlessly staring at the snacks on the table. Although her gaze was on the snacks on the table, her mind wasn’t there. Her head was lowered, she seemed to be at a loss and her heart was filled with sadness.

All the people around her had left. Soon, the whole morning had passed, yet she still had no intention of practicing the sword.

The person who helped her reverse the Shadow’s sword intent had long been gone, practicing sword now seemed to be very meaningless…

“Just like what Uncle Shui had said, the only one I can believe and rely on is myself. Anyways, the worst case is that I will die with Shadow Sword Villa.”

Zhou Boyan was absent-minded, and she did not even notice that someone had come to her side and was staring at her for a while.

She also didn’t notice that somebody was close to her… until someone grabbed the snack on the table and made a nasty chewing sound.

Discovering that someone was eating the snacks on the table, Zhou Boyan grew annoyed and shouted angrily, “Go away! Who allowed you to touch these things?”

Started by the shout, Wu Chi choked.

“This petty woman! I only ate a piece of cake. Do you really want to choke me to death?”  Wu Chi, surprised by the shout, retorted back angrily. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ NƟvelFɪre.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

“Bah! The cake was cold and not delicious anyway. I’ll give it back to you.”

Wu Chi spoke as if he was wronged. After spitting out the cake he ate, he handed the leftover cake to Zhou Boyan.

Until now, Zhou Boyan had finally reacted.

Looking at this familiar face, listening to the annoying tone, her heart went sour, and her tears flowed out uncontrollably.

“Hey, hey! Don’t cry! This petty woman… I only ate a piece of your snack, no, a half of it, and I already gave it back to you. So, don’t cry, this snack is all yours. It would be ok if I don’t eat it, right?”

Talking does not change anything, because Zhou Boyan’s tears couldn’t stop falling.

“Hey, Miss, let me tell you! You can’t eat so many snacks, or else you’ll get fat, and then you’ll be an ugly girl, and then you can’t get married! I ate this snack for your own good!”

“Go away, you’re the ugly one!” She grabbed the snack on the table and threw them hatefully at Wu Chi’s face. Zhou Boyan’s eyes were full of annoyance.

“Don’t throw it away! I haven’t eaten it yet. You’re being wasteful!”

“Bah, I won’t give you the food even if they are wasted.” The desserts on the table were thrown at Wu Chi one after another.

“Petty woman, I only came here a little late and you won’t even give me food? How stingy you are?” While dodging the snacks, Wu Chi pitifully spoke.

In the meantime, he grabbed a thrown piece of snack, and stuffed it into his mouth. He then said satisfactorily, “Hey, this tastes pretty good! You can throw two more snacks over here.”

“”

Zhou Boyan finally broke out laughing after seeing how Wu Chi was acting.

The black clouds in her heart seemed to completely disappear along with her laughter.

“Didn’t you leave? Why did you come back?”

After swallowing the last piece of snack, Wu Chi replied, “I miss the delicious snacks. But I didn’t know that you were so petty that you wouldn’t even give me a few pieces of snacks, maybe I should really go back…”

“Go eat! You can eat till you choke to death.” An angry Zhou Boyan scolded him back.

“Cut it out! My stomach is full of anger because of you!”

Sitting down next to her, Wu Chi continued, “I know that I wasn’t here this morning and you can’t attempt to reverse the sword intent on your own due to your  head. You haven’t practiced sword the entire morning, am I correct?”

“Bah! I’m obviously tired from practicing, so I sat down and rested for a while.”

“Hm, this does sound reasonable… come on! Let me see your progress!”

At the same time, Wu Chi gently jumped out of the pavilion, pulled out his sword and triumphantly spoke.

“I make sure that you will kneel and beg for my mercy.”

Zhou Boyan followed Wu Chi’s actions too. She took out her sword, and lunged towards him as she gritted her teeth.

“The winner has the final say! If you lose, do not cry! You look very ugly when you cry!”

“You’re the crying one… go to hell!”