Qin Yu's Biological Father, A Man of Utmost Evil Veterans Willfully Trampled Upon

Over a thousand monks with sabers at their waists marched mightily into the military district compound.

Their ranks were strictly disciplined; they did not look like monks at all.

They looked more like a pack of savage, fanged soldiers.

The leader among them was a one-eyed old monk.

"You bunch of unruly peasants! Get the hell out here!"

The one-eyed monk furrowed his brows and let out a fierce, demonic shout.

The nine-ringed broadsword in his hand glinted with a sinister, cold light under the sun!

"If you don't come out, I'll go door to door and rob you blind!"

His wildly arrogant and unscrupulous curses echoed to the heavens!

What followed was the creaking of wooden doors opening.

Emaciated, barely clothed commoners slowly emerged from the mud-brick houses along the street.

Their faces were sallow, their eyes filled with numbness and a deep-seated fear of these monks.

It was as if they were not facing a group of men, but some ultimate, terrifying beasts!

"My lord, please, have mercy on us!"

From amidst the numb crowd.

An old man in linen clothes, leaning on a cane, limped forward.

He had a head full of silver hair and a hunched back, looking as if he were in the twilight of his life.

Even so, looking at his weather-beaten, deeply wrinkled face, there was still a lingering aura of ferocity.

"Our land taxes have already been collected for the next ten years. If this continues, we will all starve to death!"

"Please, be kind, let us go!"

"If this goes on, the old and the young will all starve!"

The old man trembled as he knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging.

He was the most respected person in the Northern Liang military compound.

He had once followed Qin Xiao and achieved great merits in battle.

It was only because his leg was injured in a war that he came to the Northern Liang military compound to live out the rest of his life.

"Hahaha!" The one-eyed monk burst into loud laughter.

"Easy to say, everything is negotiable."

Hearing this, the old man breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But the one-eyed monk's next words left everyone present completely stunned!

"Since you have no silver, then use your women and children to pay off the debt!"

The one-eyed monk's casually tossed words.

Instantly caused everyone in the Northern Liang military compound to fall to their knees.

They were all deathly pale, their faces filled with despair!

The old man knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his aged face!

"I beg you, spare these children. They are still young, they really cannot go to such a place!"

He pleaded with the one-eyed monk through snot and tears.

Such a place naturally referred to the brothels.

Women who went to those places never met a good end!

They would either contract foul diseases or be beaten to death by men with twisted fetishes!

The one-eyed monk's face suddenly turned cold, and he kicked out at him!

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the old man was sent flying!

Blood sprayed in the air!

"Hmph! This is not up to you!"

"Whoever dares to object again, I will kill them first!"

The one-eyed monk threatened viciously!

He waved his large hand.

"Men! Go drag out all the old, weak, women, and children hiding in the houses!"

Over a thousand monks with lewd smiles rubbed their hands together and surged toward the houses!

"Damn! I am definitely going to get a taste today!"

"A bunch of cripples missing arms and legs, they would not dare try to stop us!"

"Brothers! Let's go! Time to enjoy ourselves!"

The group of monks swaggered into the houses.

The houses were dilapidated, appearing as though they had not been lived in for a long time.

Inside, there were piles of straw and dry rations.

Several parts of the walls had been beaten inwards.

Some old women held their daughters, cowering in the corners and trembling.

Looking at these vicious thugs, their faces were filled with panic.

They wanted to run, to hide, but there was simply no chance!

"Ah! Help!"

"My child! Let go of my child!"

"You beasts, you will die a horrible death!"

The heart-wrenching screams of women echoed in the houses.

But all it earned them was a brutal beating!

"Hahaha!"

The one-eyed monk watched the scene before him.

The group of monks, acting like vicious bandits, violently dragged the women and children.

His entire face became twisted and hideous from excitement.

"Qin Xiao, you never expected this, did you? That the people who once followed you would end up living so miserably!"

The one-eyed monk subconsciously raised his hand to touch his blinded right eye, feeling the hideous scar inch by inch.

"I will make you regret everything you have done!"

"Once Yu'er ascends the throne as Emperor, I will personally bring you here to see! I will make you watch your subordinates suffer a fate worse than death with your own eyes!"

The one-eyed monk gritted his teeth, his voice dripping with deep hatred!

He was none other than the disgraceful biological father of the Prince of Qi, Qin Yu—Zhou Yuanhu.

He always remembered the vengeance of that blade strike from back then!

It was because of Qin Xiao's strike that his right eye was blinded, rendering him a cripple ever since!

Because of this, after Qin Xiao entered the imperial palace and reunited with his relatives, Zhou Yuanhu, with Qin Yu's help, faked his and his wife's deaths to escape and live incognito.

However, he had lived a very carefree life these past few years.

He not only had a secret army under his command, constantly robbing homes and playing with innocent women.

Even if something happened, Qin Yu would help suppress it, ensuring he never had to worry.

And this Northern Liang military compound was his special focus of attention!

He simply wanted to make these people wish they were dead!

He wanted to exact his bloody revenge!

"Qin Xiao, so what if you are the Emperor now? When my son's grand army attacks, will you not still have to obediently abdicate?"

As if imagining Qin Xiao's miserable state, Zhou Yuanhu could not help but tremble with excitement.

"All of this should belong to my son! You dared to touch my son's throne, so I will turn your Northern Liang military compound upside down! I will make rivers of blood flow!"

Zhou Yuanhu let out a chilling burst of laughter.

Sitting on horseback, he looked down at the old, weak, women, and children being dragged over by the monks, his eyes flashing with a hateful and vicious light.

"Since you have no silver to pay the land rent, they will serve as collateral goods."

"Men! Take them all away!"

Zhou Yuanhu waved his hand and ordered.

"Yes, sir!"

The over one thousand monks responded in unison!

Holding hemp ropes, they stepped forward to tie up the women and little girls.

"Ah! Do not come near me!"

"Please, I do not want to become a prostitute!"

"Father! Save me!"

"My child is still young, please do not take my child, I will go with you!"

The women cried and screamed, struggling desperately, their wails shaking the heavens.

The group of men with numb eyes finally showed a fluctuation of emotion at this moment.

"Stop! All of you, stop!"

The old man forced his body up and rushed out.

"I have silver, I have it!"

He pulled out from his chest over twenty bloodstained military medals of various sizes.

"These are my military medals, earned from my years of fighting battles. They are all made of gold. This should be enough, right!"

Seeing this, an emaciated man missing an arm hurriedly shouted.

"Old Man Li, this is the glory you exchanged your life for! How can you do this!"

Old Man Li scolded in frustration, "If the people are gone, what is the use of keeping these!"

After saying that, with trembling hands, he presented these medals to Zhou Yuanhu.

His heart spasmed, and two trails of old tears rolled down his cheeks.

These were his precious treasures!

These were the merits he had earned conquering the world alongside the King of Qin!

They were the most glorious honors a soldier could have!

It was the sheer tenacity of a man who had crawled his way out of a mountain of corpses!

It was the final memento of his thousand brothers-in-arms, of whom he was the sole survivor!

Yet now...

For the sake of the people in the Beiliang Military District compound, he was willing to surrender the military honors he valued as much as his very life!

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