Chapter 131 The Scourge (2/2)

”Benefactor, you should leave at once! You have provoked the Wu family, so they will definitely retaliate. Their men are all over the dock and they have many great practitioners. You're unable to leave if it's too late!” The old man urgently advised Li Ye.

Li Ye took a deep breath to calm down. He asked the old man in a low voice, ”Were those people collecting taxes from you just now?”

”Alas! We have paid the tax long ago. The Wu family sets up another item to collect more money than the tax each month. Everyone in this dock has to pay the money, therefore, many families have been destroyed these years. If we can't afford the money, men will be caught as slaves and women will be sold as prostitutes. We just happen to be seen by you!”

The old man wiped his tears and hurriedly advised Li Ye again, ”Hero, you'd better leave now. You can't handle this thing. I've heard that the entire Qizhou is in the same situation! The world is like this, so we, the ordinary people, can do nothing but live in disgrace!”

”What are you going to do if I leave?” Li Ye glanced at the girl who was still in shock with her thin shoulders shaking at this moment. She probably could anticipate her own situation. Li Ye saw that her palms had grown calluses. Not only didn't she have enough food to eat at such a young age, but she must also have done a lot of heavy work. He asked the old man, ”Where are the men of the Wu family at the dock?”

The old man raised his hand and pointed to the dock. ”Do you see the tallest building? That's where the Wu family manages the dock. It's higher than the official office... Alas, why did you ask this? You'd better leave quickly!”

”These people are to blame for the chaos of the world! People should pay for the evil things that they have done? That's right, it's time for them to pay the price!” Li Ye beckoned to Liu Zhiyan and the others who hurried over here and asked them to take the old man and the girl to the ship of the Changhe Gang. He jumped up and flew towards that tall building.

”This, this... an immortal?” The old man saw Li Ye fly out, so he knelt down behind Li Ye in awe and hurriedly kowtowed. In the eyes of the mortals, weren't cultivators of high cultivation the immortals?

After being helped up by Liu Zhiyan, the old man asked her in astonishment, ”Is this immortal special to defend righteousness and help the weak?”

Liu Zhiyan smiled at the old man. ”For some people, you can say that.”

The dock was bustling with goods piled high and pedestrians jostling. The budget-conscious merchants, shouting yamen runners, and all kinds of livestock pulling wagons filled the dock, but coolies carrying heavy loads were the most. They were the cornerstones of the dock, as ordinary as bricks, but indispensable.

In front of the tallest building, a young coolie with a plain figure and a short gown was trudging along the street, carrying two sacks of heavy goods.

The sun had tanned his shoulders. He bent over and lowered his head, sweat dripping from his chin constantly and forming a line on the ground. His face was tight, his breath was as heavy as a cow's, and his every step was as heavy as Mount Tai, but he didn't stop, because he had just carried twenty loads of goods today and he must carry forty to get enough food for his family.

Suddenly, there were rapid clops coming quickly. When the young coolie turned his face hard under the large sacks, a trace of astonishment crept onto his face immediately. A great shadow came over him, and with a loud neigh, it hit him before he had time to dodge.

The young coolie and the two large sacks fell to the ground. His arm was scratched on the ground and bleeding. Before he could get up, a middle-aged man, who got off the white horse, kicked him in the chest, turning him over on the ground. The middle-aged man scolded, ”Don't you have fucking eyes? Can you walk? Son of a bitch, don't go out if you can't walk. If you crash my precious horse, will you afford it?”

The middle-aged man dressed in splendid clothes, very elegant and exalted. But when he scolded the young coolie, he did it like a shrew. The young coolie glanced at the other side and felt extremely angry because he walked on the street, and it was clear that the other side had hit him, but the other side beat and scolded him reversely.

But the young coolie dared not fight back, or even speak back, so he could only put away the two sacks of goods and get ready to carry them obediently. He wasn't timid, but he had to endure because he needed to support his family. If he offended the person in front of him so that the other side beat him ruthlessly, he didn't care that he would be badly injured, but his old mother and weak sister wouldn't have food to eat without him, the pillar of his family.

”I'm talking to you. Don't you hear me? Are you dumb? You're like a fly and don't make any noise. How dare you not answer me? You despise me?”

The middle-aged man saw that the other side ducked his head and didn't speak, so he became more arrogant. He stepped forward and kicked over the heavy sacks that the young coolies had piled up with difficulty, and then he slapped the young coolie hard. His words grew worse, ”You're a good-for-nothing, so what can you do except for your strength? Without us, the dock won't be so prosperous, and you won't be able to earn money. How dare you ignore me when I talk to you? And you dare clench your fists. I beat...”

The young coolie's face darkened, his anger made him tremble, and he clenched his fists. He kept his head down all the time. He was afraid that if he took a look at the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but fight against the other side. He kept enduring and his face flushed. He couldn't endure anymore, but he had to. He wanted very much to join the rebellion and kill these rich but cruel sons of bitches, but the rebels didn't come to Qizhou, so he had to submit to humiliation for the sake of his family. He ducked over to the kicked sacks and piled them up hard.

”I'll beat the shit out of you!” The man in splendid clothes went even further. He stepped forward again and kicked the young coolie at the face.

The young coolie stuck his neck, ready to suffer silently.

At this moment, the man in splendid clothes uttered a cry, and his feet never again fell at the young coolie's face.

The young coolie found that the man in splendid clothes had fallen on the ground as he looked back in shock. A young man in a white robe stepped at the face of the man in splendid clothes and ground his head into the soil.

Li Ye looked down at the middle-aged man, and his voice was cold, ”Fate gives you wealth not for letting you bully the poor. If he had your family background and your luck, his achievements would be a hundred times higher than yours!”

The man in splendid clothes kept screaming, but the more he screamed, the more soils he would eat.