Your Little Wife, This Old Man Will Gladly Accept Her

Steward Zhang had dealt with Bishui Dock for many years and knew its affairs like the back of his hand. Ning Chuan kept probing him along the way and learned quite a bit of useful information.

"Steward Zhang, I wonder how strong Bishui Dock is?"

Steward Zhang's expression turned solemn, his face filling with reverence as he said:

"First Boss Bishui Han is the strongest. He is a Martial Arts Sixth Rank grandmaster, his name thundering through Qingshan County!

"Under him are nine bosses, all Great Martial Masters of the Seventh Rank. Pick any one of them at random, and they would be a formidable figure in Qingshan County!

"There are also more than three thousand good men, every one of them skilled in martial arts and a first-rate warrior!"

Steward Zhang looked as though Bishui Stronghold's power was his own glory.

"To be honest, Brother Zhang, my nephew is a minor leader in Bishui Stronghold. I hear he has caught the eye of one of the bosses, and his future is boundless!"

"Oh, so that's how it is!"

Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian exchanged a glance, both understanding what the other was thinking.

First Boss Bishui Han had already been taken down by the two of them. Bishui Dock's current strength was no longer worth worrying about. Once they reached the island, they would attack head-on.

The evidence Bishui Han had confessed to was hidden in a dirt hole beneath his bed.

The merchant ship moved slowly. It was not until dusk, as the sun set, that they spotted an island in the distance.

Sheer cliffs surrounded all four sides of the island, formed by nature itself and rising dozens of zhang from the ground. The terrain was indeed treacherous—easy to defend, difficult to attack.

In a place like Qingshan County, where martial standards were generally low, martial artists capable of climbing those cliffs were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

Another quarter of an hour passed before the merchant ship slowly docked. More than twenty bandits had long been waiting on the shore.

"Ha ha ha... Steward Zhang,

"What fine goods have you brought this time?"

A burly man leading the group stepped forward and warmly greeted Steward Zhang.

With one look, Ning Chuan saw that this leading man was a Martial Arts Eighth Rank martial artist, while the more than twenty bandits behind him were all Martial Arts Ninth Grade martial artists.

Steward Zhang pulled the burly man aside and walked some distance away. Then he secretly pointed at Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian and said:

"Leader Yang, this old man has found two wandering martial artists for Bishui Dock this time. About that reward silver...?"

Leader Yang sized up Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian, delight appearing on his face.

"Steward Zhang, you've put in the effort. Same old price—twenty taels of silver for each Ninth Grade martial artist. Forty taels for the two of them!"

After saying that, he took out a pouch from his robes, counted out forty taels of silver, and handed them to Steward Zhang.

Steward Zhang accepted the silver, then stuffed another silver ingot into Leader Yang's hand.

"Have a drink on me, Leader Yang. I hope you'll look after me more in the future!"

"Easy enough, easy enough!"

The two had both made a profit. From afar, they exchanged flirtatious looks and traded a round of mutual flattery.

Ning Chuan heard every word clearly and sighed inwardly.

Damn it, this old bastard Steward Zhang is really black-hearted. He's eating from both sides of the table. Since his conscience is rotten, he can't blame this young master!

After waiting a while, Steward Zhang and Leader Yang walked over.

Now, the look in Steward Zhang's eyes when he gazed at Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian had changed. All warmth had vanished, leaving only mockery and savagery.

"Gah gah gah gah...

"Boy, thank you for letting this old man make a handsome profit.

"As repayment, when the brothers play with your woman later, this old man will put in a good word for you and let you watch for free, gah gah gah gah...!"

Leader Yang at the side had long since become impatient. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Lian, gleaming with lecherous light.

Although Xiao Lian wore a human-skin mask that had altered her appearance and made her less beautiful than before,

her figure was tall and curvaceous, full in front and rounded behind, her lines exquisite. Those bandits' hormones had long since been sent soaring.

Ning Chuan's face darkened terribly, while Xiao Lian trembled slightly with rage.

"You... are bandits from Bishui Dock?"

Ning Chuan asked word by word, killing intent surging in his heart.

Steward Zhang had no idea catastrophe was about to descend. He said smugly:

"That's right. For the sake of the silver, this old man will let you die knowing the truth.

"This old man is an outer member of Bishui Dock,

"specially responsible for tricking ignorant wandering heroes like you onto the island, to serve as material for Second Boss's Heartbreak Palm!

"Well? Despair now, don't you? Your little wife—this old man will gladly accept her!

"Once the brothers have had their fill of her, we'll hand her over to Second Boss and claim our reward!

"Gah gah gah gah..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The bandits burst into uproarious laughter. Steward Zhang and Leader Yang laughed until their whole bodies shook.

Bang!

With a thunderous crash, the bandits' laughter came to an abrupt halt.

The bandits were horrified to see that Steward Zhang's head had already been pressed into his chest cavity by the enraged Ning Chuan.

His body, like a wooden stake, had been slammed a foot into the ground, standing straight upright.

The Steward Zhang who had been cackling like a demon moments ago had become a headless corpse in an instant.

"Bold!"

"You dog!"

"Grab him for me, then pin down his wife! I'll put on a live show for you all!"

Leader Zhao's rage shot to the heavens as he ordered the bandits to charge Ning Chuan.

More than twenty bandits let out excited howls and rushed toward Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian.

"My wife, don't you dare make a move. Watch your husband vent your anger for you!"

Ning Chuan's killing intent boiled over. He released Xiao Lian's hand, his body pulling out a straight afterimage as he crashed directly into the bandits.

Only a dull thud was heard, like an iron hammer striking a sandbag.

One bandit did not even have time to scream before every bone in his body shattered into pulp. His body flew into the distance like a heap of rotten mud.

Ning Chuan shot out both hands, grabbing two men by their shoulders and violently smashing them together.

The two bandits had their bones broken and tendons torn, their bones piercing into each other's bodies as they stuck tightly together.

He threw the pair to the ground, stepped into the Big Dipper Seven Stars Step, and instantly darted back and forth through the bandits.

His hands lashed out in a succession of resounding slaps. Amid a string of explosive bang bang bang bang sounds, the remaining bandits had their heads slapped apart.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Chuan had killed more than twenty men. His methods were clean and efficient, yet cruel to the extreme.

The cruel smile still remained on Leader Zhao's face.

Drip!

Drip!

Leader Zhao's crotch was soaking wet. Some unknown liquid seeped through his trousers and dripped ceaselessly onto the ground.

A dignified Martial Arts Eighth Rank martial artist, an existence ordinary people could only look up to, had actually been frightened into wetting himself.

Though he was a bandit, Bishui Dock was enormously powerful. He had not experienced many battles, much less witnessed such savage methods.

Ning Chuan patted his hands, then wiped the blood from them on a bandit's corpse.

He turned to look at Leader Zhao, fierce light blazing in his eyes and icy killing intent filling his heart.

Leader Zhao's legs gave out beneath him, and he dropped to his knees with a thud.

"Spare my life, Hero!"

"Spare my life, Hero!"

"Lead me to First Boss Bishui Han's residence, and I'll give you a quick death!"

"Hero, can I not die?"

"One more word of nonsense, and you die right now!"

"Yes, yes, yes...!"

Leader Zhao's body trembled as he barely managed to climb to his feet. Staggering crookedly, he led the way ahead.

His legs had gone weak from fright, and his body swayed as he walked. He could not keep steady on his feet, as though he were drunk.

"Ning Chuan, I... I'm a little scared!"

Xiao Lian unexpectedly stepped forward and took Ning Chuan's hand, speaking in a soft, gentle voice.

Ning Chuan froze, assuming that the scene just now had been too cruel and had frightened Xiao Lian.

He quietly recalled how every time he killed someone, he made it extraordinarily brutal.

On one hand, his own strength was too great, and he could not control his force.

On the other hand, the killing intent in his heart was too strong. The bloodier it became, the more excited he felt.

Alas, I was once a model student and a fine young man. There's no going back now!

This man-eating world forced me into it!

Sighing inwardly, he quickly comforted Xiao Lian.

"Don't worry. In front of you, I'll do my best to restrain myself!"

"Mhm!"

Xiao Lian answered softly, joy filling her heart.

This little rascal is willing to change for me!

Leader Zhao carefully led the way ahead. Along the road, they encountered many bandits, all of whom greeted him.

Sweat drenched his head, but he did not dare call for help. After all, Ning Chuan killed people in the blink of an eye.

Even if he called for help, it would be useless. He might only die a more miserable death.

They made their way up the island, entered the forest, then climbed the island's highest mountain, arriving smoothly at the mountainside.

Leader Zhao, who had been leading the way ahead, suddenly stopped.