Chapter 332 (2/2)

He fished out two copper coins and put aside the tea bowl, then got up and walked into the Lin 47th Street. With his feet stepping on the residual snow, the branches of the trees outside the wall on the street rustled with snow falling off, but not even a little bit of it fell upon his cloth jacket.

The crew of the Fish-dragon Gang looked at him vigilantly.

So did Mr. Qi.

w.a.n.g Jinglue walked slowly to the front of the Old Brush Pen Shop and quietly looked at Mr. Qi.

Qi IV felt as of w.a.n.g Jinglue's stare was like a hammer heavily hitting down on his heart. He suddenly felt

suddenly felt feeble and weak on his legs, and nearly collapsed onto the ground. Then he quickly bit his tongue to clear his mind.

”In the year before the last at the Spring Breeze Pavilion, I had wished to kill Chao Xiaoshu. I was too arrogant back at that time to notice that there were stronger individuals hidden in the night in the marketplace.”

w.a.n.g Jinglue said, ”But you are not Chao Xiaoshu, nor are you Liu V or Fei VI, or even Chen VII. You are the most useless Qi IV, thus the imperial court sent you to take charge of the Fish-dragon Gang. However, without Chao Xiaoshu, the Fish-dragon Gang now is not as powerful as before, and is not qualified to partic.i.p.ate in this matter.”

After finis.h.i.+ng these words, he turned back to look at the black little face behind the quilt, then suddenly laughed and said calmly, ”Let's go.”

Holding the thick quilt, Sangsang turned her little face to have a view of the ground ahead, then followed him out of the lane.

Cough! Qi IV failed to suppress the injuries in his body and spewed out blood painfully.

He wiped away the watery blood on his face, then glared at w.a.n.g Jinglue's back as he said severely, ”Brother Chao is also a cultivator, but he's not an arrogant b.a.s.t.a.r.d you. He acts like an ordinary man around the brothers within the gang and even to the neighbors. Though I know nothing about cultivation, I do know about people, and I can bet you will never be able to catch up with him in your life.”

w.a.n.g Jinglue stopped his steps, then turned to look at him and said with a smile, ”I had once wished to be at the top of the world, and I found later that these thoughts were not realistic. So what? It's enough for me to be better than most of the people in the world.”

Mr. Qi knew that the brothers in the gang could do nothing in the face of such a powerful cultivator. After all, the Fish-dragon Gang was not an army. But there was no way he could allow w.a.n.g Jinglue to take away Sangsang.

He didn't want to even consider the possibility that one day, when Brother Chao would come back to Chang'an and ask him what he was doing when Sangsang was taken away, he could just reply that he was spewing blood and freaking out.

Qi IV looked once more at w.a.n.g Jinglue. Suddenly he showed an odd smile, drew out a knife from his waist and struck his own heart without the least hesitation.

He would soon die under the blade, but Mr. Qi showed no fear and

no fear and didn't even spare a glance at the blade. He just stared straight into w.a.n.g Jinglue's eyes without even blinking.

Actually, when Mr. Qi decided to draw out the knife and kill himself, he was somehow both relieved and delighted, because he had finally found a way to hold back his opponent—through his own death.

w.a.n.g Jinglue was right about him—even as the gang leader of the Fish-dragon Gang, he was not an equal to brother Chao, and he was less likely to fight against the military force of the Tang empire and a cultivator at the peak of the Seethrough level.

However, the Fish-dragon Gang, after all, belonged to His Majesty, and he was the leader of the Fish-dragon Gang. Even if his death couldn't change too much, he could still win some time until his death was transmitted to the imperial court and earned the anger of His Majesty.

Meanwhile, as to the idea of death, he held no fear at all. He had grown up from his youth in the sewage ditches and the nights of Chang'an. Though he hadn't killed many, he had already seen far too many dead men, becoming indifferent to life to the extent of being quite daunting.

Realizing the other's motives, w.a.n.g Jinglue's narrowed his eyes. He was shocked by the calmness and cruelty hidden in Qi Si's knife. As a cultivator, these mortals were nothing more than crickets and ants in his eyes. However, he still couldn't be as cold to life as this.

Courage and uprightness always caused excitement and won the respect of men. Be they superior cultivators or rogues at the dredges of society, all would honor true courage and bravery when faced with such a scene.

w.a.n.g Jinglue was no exception. He admired Mr. Qi's decisiveness and cruelty, thus he decided against discouraging Mr. Qi from killing himself.

Sangsang was not a man.

Sangsang was a woman.

Sangsang, brought up by the pragmatist Ning Que, hardly knew what courage and uprightness were.

So she stopped the sharp knife from piercing into the heart of Mr. Qi with the soft quilt.

Sangsang retracted her hands and felt sorry for the damaged quilt.

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