In the secret room.
Zhang San somehow felt relieved. Perhaps it was because for the first time, he had spoken his heart out to someone else.
Xiu Wangchou looked at the "killer" in front of him, and somehow, he didn't have the slightest intention to draw his sword.
It didn't matter that he was about to die soon.
It didn't matter that this killer was his fellow townsman.
This was the first time Xiu Wangchou had no intention to kill someone from the underground society. On the contrary, he even felt sorry for him to some extent.
"Then let's do it this way..." Xiu Wangchou suddenly spoke up.
Xiu Wangchou's face was very pale, much worse than before.
Zhang San and Wang Xiaoer held their breath and looked at him. They knew that perhaps these were Xiu Wangchou's last words.
Xiu Wangchou looked at Zhang San and grinned. He said, "Since you are a killer, doesn't it mean that as long as I give you money, you will kill for me?"
Zhang San nodded.
Xiu Wangchou said, "I have money. I'll give it to you, please help me kill Lin Nu."
"You have money?" Zhang San looked incredulous.
Xiu Wangchou used his last bit of strength to take out two copper coins from his sleeve.
When Xiu Wangchou came to Xiaoyun County, he had "a lot" of money - ten coins. But after eating two bowls of noodles, at four coins per bowl, he had only two coins left.
With great effort, Xiu Wangchou held up the two coins and said, "This is all I have left."
Zhang San looked at those two coins and felt a little amused.
Zhang San asked, "You want me to kill someone protected by a high-rank expert, but you only offer two coins?"
Xiu Wangchou said, "You can wait until they leave. Hei Shanke from Dark Building won't be able to protect Lin Nu forever."
"That's too little."
"We are fellow townsmen, can't you give me a discount?"
Somehow, when these words came out.
Zhang San laughed.
Xiu Wangchou also laughed.
The two of them laughed.
Zhang San stood up and walked to the dying Xiu Wangchou. He looked at this man who still wanted revenge even when facing death.
And Xiu Wangchou also looked at Zhang San. He held up his arm, holding those two coins, with full hope in his eyes.
Zhang San asked one last question.
Xiu Wangchou spoke his last words.
"Xiu Wangchou, I want to ask you one thing. If you hadn't saved that father and daughter that day, you wouldn't have been plotted against by the Mudi Valley people. Lin Nu wouldn't have been able to ask Dark Building for help. So...do you regret it now?"
What he asked was, of course, whether he regretted being a "chivalrous hero" before taking his revenge.
"I regret it, I regret it a lot," Xiu Wangchou answered without any hesitation.
However, immediately after, Xiu Wangchou also said: "But if I could choose again, I think I would still draw my sword."
Regret, yet no regret.
So this is what it means to make a choice!
Zhang San smiled. He reached out his hand to take those two coins.
But the coins dropped to the ground.
Xiu Wangchou's eyes darkened as he slumped back against the wall.
Zhang San and Wang Xiaoer were shocked. They couldn't help but look at the incense stick in the corner. There was still half of it left, but Xiu Wangchou looked like he was about to collapse!
"Xiu Wangchou, Xiu Wangchou!" Zhang San shouted his name.
Xiu Wangchou only felt a fog in front of his eyes. He couldn't see anything. The pain in his body felt like it would tear him apart!
Suddenly, several vague figures appeared in the blur, including a small child!
Xiu Wangchou was too tired to speak. He could only recite in his heart.
He saw two familiar figures and recited: Father, mother, I'm sorry, your son is useless. I couldn't avenge you.
He also saw a tall and mighty figure. He recited: Master, I'm sorry, I have shamed you. Wielding your sword, using your swordsmanship, I lost to those villains.
I'm sorry, parents.
I'm sorry, master.
But Xiu Wangchou had a smile on his face before he died.
Because the people who appeared in that fog all said to him:
"It's okay."
In the end, in front of Zhang San and Wang Xiaoer, Xiu Wangchou gradually stopped breathing.
He died with a smile on his face.
He was freed from this world.
There was still a small piece left of the incense stick in the corner.
Because death always comes earlier than we expect.
...
...
I'm just a killer. Avenging justice has never had anything to do with me.
In this world, living in a way that belongs to me is the only thing I can do.
Zhang San couldn't sleep that night, his mind kept thinking about things that the old him would definitely have found strange.
Then the weather turned bad. It rained heavily at night, making it even harder to sleep.
Zhang San walked to the window in disgust and looked outside.
Some say that the heavy rains from the sky are the tears of the Jade Emperor.
But Zhang San scolded the sky, "Can't you fucking stop bawling like a cat? If you really have a shred of kindness, make the damned die and the living live, can you do that?"
Scolding the sky.
Getting addicted to scolding.
Zhang San scolded for a while, then turned to call Wang Xiaoer to scold together.
But Zhang San found that Wang Xiaoer was not in bed. Instead, the door to the secret room under the bed was open, and a little candlelight was coming out.
Zhang San walked down the stairs leading to the secret room in puzzlement.
Wang Xiaoer was squatting by a table in the secret room covered with a white cloth. He held the two coins that had fallen to the ground earlier in his hand, staring at the money, unwilling to relax for a moment.
"What are you doing?" Zhang San asked, walking up to him.
Wang Xiaoer said, "Master, the world is so difficult now. We have to save money to live. This money is little but still money, we still have to earn what we should earn!"
Zhang San felt Wang Xiaoer was very reasonable and was about to take those two coins.
But Wang Xiaoer didn't let go.
Zhang San looked at him puzzled.
Wang Xiaoer said, "But I'm afraid, I'm afraid you can't beat them, I'm afraid you'll end up like the chivalrous hero..."
A child was talking to him.
Zhang San suddenly wondered, what's the difference between Wang Xiaoer, little Xiu Wangchou, and little him?
In the end, Zhang San still took those two coins and said, "Speaking of which, you've been learning from me for over half a year, but have you ever seen how your master kills? Don't worry, having taken so much tuition from your mother, I still have to show you how a steady killer kills."
Holding up the two copper coins towards the white cloth on the table.
Zhang San said, "Xiu Wangchou, now that I think about it, even with a discount on killing, it’s still impossible to kill someone for just two coins. But killing beasts, I can charge a little less."
"Let's do this, Xiu Wangchou."
"Since they are just beasts, I might as well buy one get one free. I'll take care of that Hei Shanke from Dark Building for you too."
Zhang San's eyes gradually turned icy cold. That was a killer's gaze locking onto his prey.
Killing still has to be left to professionals like me.
I'll keep these two coins.
Xiu Wangchou, keep your eyes on me from heaven.
Killing is not like how you kill. Killing must be like how I kill!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
