Chapter 45: You’re Playing Me?

Chapter 45: You’re Playing Me? Ghost Scholar did not immediately flee despite losing a hand. He was at the peak of the ninth stage of the Qi Refining Realm and confident in his strength. Moreover, he didn't believe that Li Xiaofei, who was covered in wounds and had lost so much blood, could defeat him.

"You little brat, I'm going to crush you." Ghost Scholar snarled, taking the initiative to attack.

Dark starforce flames ignited on his left leg as he executed a sidekick. He was using Black Fiend Leg! This was no weak ancient martial arts technique, but a true ancient martial arts leg technique. His leg moved like the wind, carrying the power of the Black Fiend.

In response, Li Xiaofei threw a punch.

Boom!

The force rippled through the air.

"Ahhh..." Ghost Scholar's scream echoed in the room.

His left shin snapped, bending at a horrific ninety-degree angle as the broken bone pierced through his skin. Li Xiaofei stepped forward and threw another punch.

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Ghost Scholar fell heavily to the ground as his right leg was also shattered. But at that moment, Ghost Scholar suddenly raised his left hand.

Whoosh.

A hidden dart shot out of Ghost Scholar's sleeve and toward Li Xiaofei's throat. Seasoned adventurers always had a last-resort counterattack.

The White Pig siblings, the woman in red leather, and the others had been unlucky, since they had been blasted apart by Li Xiaofei instantly and never had the chance to use their tricks. But Ghost Scholar got that chance.

Li Xiaofei raised his arm to block.

Thud.

The rusty dart embedded itself in Li Xiaofei's forearm.

"Hehe, you're dead. The dart is poisoned..." Ghost Scholar laughed hoarsely.

Li Xiaofei, unfazed, stepped forward and stomped on Ghost Scholar's thighs.

Crack. Crack.

He ground Ghost Scholar's legs into a pulp.

"Ahhhh..." Ghost Scholar screamed like a pig being slaughtered. "You... you should be dead by now. The poison should have sealed your throat and drained your starforce. Why..."

Li Xiaofei pulled the dart from his forearm and tossed it aside.

"Aren't you the one who likes to play games?" He dropped the short sword in front of Ghost Scholar. "Stab yourself once, and I'll let you leave alive. How about that?"

Ghost Scholar, his face contorted in pain, gritted his teeth. He asked, "Why should I believe you?"

"Because I'm the one making the rules now," Li Xiaofei said, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Ghost Scholar sneered, "I don't trust you. Even if I stab myself, you won't let me go."

"If you're so smart... then die," Li Xiaofei said, raising his fist.

"Wait," Ghost Scholar's face changed drastically. Trembling, he picked up the short sword with his left hand. He wanted to live.

Losing his right hand and both legs wasn't a huge problem. Prosthetics technology was advanced enough that he could become a normal person again with surgery. But without his life, everything would be lost.

"Fine, I hope you keep your word," Ghost Scholar gritted his teeth and stabbed his left shoulder with the short sword. Blood gushed out.

"Is this enough now?" he asked, his voice trembling.

Li Xiaofei shook his head. "You hesitated. It doesn't count. Do it again."

"Are you messing with me?" Ghost Scholar shouted in fury.

Li Xiaofei replied, "Didn't you enjoy playing games? This was your rule earlier, wasn't it? What? Don't you find it fun anymore?"

Ghost Scholar said, "What will it take for you to let me go? Name your terms."

Li Xiaofei sneered.

"Let you go?" The cold killing intent in his eyes almost overflowed. "If you had just ambushed me, I might have given you a quick death. But you crossed the line by targeting the people I care about the most. So, I won't kill you quickly. I want to show you what cruelty means and make those who threaten my loved ones understand the price they must pay."

Every dragon has a reverse scale; touch it, and it brings wrath. Li Xiaofei stomped down, breaking Ghost Scholar's left arm before making a call. Soon, Chu Yuntian hurried over with the elite members of the Cloudy Sky Gang.

"Hang this guy in Memorial Square," Li Xiaofei said calmly. "Let him suffer from the elements. Don't let him die easily. Record a video and post it on the light-network. Let everyone know that this is what they'll face if they dare cause trouble in the slum."

"Yes," Chu Yuntian responded loudly, his heart trembling.

Recently, some fools had gradually forgotten the bloody and terrifying massacre that had taken place at the Martial God Arena because their boss always had a friendly smile and never put on airs. They had forgotten that the usually smiling boy could turn into a ruthless killing machine when angered.

"Three days ago, I was ambushed on Water Plant Road. An hour ago, I encountered another ambush in Stinky Water Alley. Now, this guy managed to infiltrate my home easily and kidnapped my aunt and Little Jie. To be honest, I'm very dissatisfied. Very, very dissatisfied. Is the slum a public toilet? Can anyone come and go as they please? Aren't you all supposed to be the fiercest people in the slum? If you can't stop the adventurers from outside, can't you at least get the word out beforehand?"

Li Xiaofei looked at Chu Yuntian and the others, his tone more severe than ever before.

"Boss, we were wrong."

"Please give us another chance."

"Boss, punish me."

The martial artists of the Cloudy Sky Gang hung their heads in shame.

Li Xiaofei waved his hand and replied, "What I want to see is action."

Chu Yuntian and the others repeatedly assured him that they would do better before leaving with the completely crippled Ghost Scholar.

At that moment, Li Xiaofei felt his limbs go weak.

"Little Aunt, I..."

He avoided Little Jie's support, his body going limp as he collapsed into the arms of his blind aunt.

***

When Li Xiaofei woke up, it was already 1 am in the morning. Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating his body.

He turned his head to see his aunt keeping a vigil by the bedside. She was breathing gently as her head rested on the edge of the bed, fast asleep. The bright moonlight shone on her long, dense eyelashes, making them shimmer slightly.

Her neck, with skin like creamy white jade, seemed to emit a faint silver glow under the moonlight. Her slender shoulders rose and fell slightly with her breathing, graceful and enchanting.

Li Xiaofei slowly sat up. His wounds were bandaged, and he no longer felt pain. Instead, he only felt a faint tingling sensation. He knew that this was because Little Aunt had already treated his wounds. Little Aunt's method of physical healing was truly difficult to explain with science.

Li Xiaofei got out of bed, trying to stretch his limbs and move around a bit. Apart from the weakness in his arms and legs due to blood loss, he felt fine. It seemed he could continue going to school tomorrow.

After thinking for a moment, he composed a message about the day's events and sent it to Principal Chen Fei.

What about the promised protection?

If the principal didn't fulfill his promise after Li Xiaofei had been repeatedly attacked, it would be unacceptable.

Once he was done, Li Xiaofei suddenly sensed something. He turned and saw that Little Aunt was already awake. She was facing him as if she could see him. In the moonlight, her white, pupil-less eyes seemed to glow like two small moons.