Your Little Sweet Wife, This Old Man Will Gladly Accept

Zhang Guanshi had dealt with Bishui Dock for many years and was very familiar with its situation. Ning Chuan managed to elicit a lot of useful information from him by asking leading questions.

"Steward Zhang, what is Bishui Dock's strength?"

Steward Zhang's expression turned serious, and a look of admiration appeared on his face. He said:

"The First Boss, Bishui Han, has the highest strength. He is a Grandmaster at Martial Arts Sixth Rank, renowned throughout Qingshan County!

Under him are nine bosses, all Great Martial Masters at Seventh Rank. Any one of them is a formidable figure in Qingshan County!

Furthermore, there are over three thousand heroes, each skilled in martial arts, all first-class heroes!"

Steward Zhang looked as if Bishui Dock's power made him proud.

"To be honest, Brother Zhang, my nephew is a minor leader in Bishui Village. I heard he has gained the favor of one of the bosses and his future is boundless!"

"Oh, I see!"

Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian exchanged a glance, understanding each other's thoughts.

The First Boss, Bishui Han, had already been dealt with by the two of them. Bishui Dock's current strength was no longer a threat. Once they landed, they would launch a direct assault.

The evidence Bishui Han had handed over was hidden in a dirt hole beneath his bed.

The merchant ship sailed slowly. It wasn't until sunset that they saw an island in the distance.

The island's cliffs were steep and natural, tens of feet high. It was indeed a strategically advantageous location, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

In a place like Qingshan County, where the level of martial arts was generally not high, warriors who could climb the cliffs were rare.

After another fifteen minutes, the merchant ship slowly docked. More than twenty bandits were already waiting on the shore.

"Hahaha... Steward Zhang, What good things have you brought this time?"

A leading big man on the shore stepped forward, greeting Steward Zhang enthusiastically.

Ning Chuan saw that this leading big man was actually a Martial Master at Martial Arts Eighth Rank, and the twenty or so bandits behind him were all warriors at Martial Arts Ninth Rank.

Steward Zhang pulled the big man aside, walked a considerable distance away, and quietly pointed at Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian, saying:

"Leader Yang, I have found two martial artists from the jianghu for Bishui Dock this time. What do you think of the reward?"

Leader Yang sized up Ning Chuan and the two, a look of joy appearing on his face.

"Steward Zhang is thoughtful. It's the old price: twenty taels of silver for a Ninth Rank warrior, so forty taels for two!"

After speaking, he took out a bag from his embrace and handed forty taels of silver to Steward Zhang.

Steward Zhang took the silver and then slipped a silver ingot to Leader Yang, "Please have a drink, Leader Yang. I hope you'll take care of me in the future!"

"No problem, no problem!"

Both of them had profited and exchanged glances from a distance, flattering each other.

Ning Chuan heard everything clearly and sighed inwardly, Damn, Steward Zhang, this old bastard is truly greedy, taking from both sides. Since he has no conscience, he can't blame me!

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

At this point, Steward Zhang's gaze towards Ning Chuan and the two changed. The warmth had vanished, replaced by mockery and cruelty.

"Gagagaga...

Kid, thank you for letting me make a fortune.

In return, my brothers will have fun with your woman later. I'll put in a good word for you and let you watch for free, gagagaga...!"

Leader Yang, standing beside him, was already impatient. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Lian, gleaming with lust.

Although Xiao Lian wore a human skin mask and her appearance was altered, making her not as beautiful as before, her tall figure, ample curves, and shapely physique had long since stimulated the bandits' hormones.

Ning Chuan's face was terrifyingly grim, and Xiao Lian's small hands trembled slightly in anger.

"You, are you Bishui Dock bandits?"

Ning Chuan asked, word by word, killing intent surging within him.

Steward Zhang, completely unaware of the impending disaster, said smugly:

"That's right. For the sake of silver, I'll let you die with understanding.

I am an outer member of Bishui Dock, specifically responsible for luring ignorant heroes like you to the island for the Second Boss to practice his Heartbreak Palm!

How about it, despair? I'll take your little wife!

After my brothers have had their fill, she'll be handed over to the Second Boss for his reward!

Gagagaga..."

"Hahahahaha..."

The bandits burst into uproarious laughter, Manager Zhang and Leader Yang shaking with mirth.

"Bang!"

A deafening sound cut off the bandits' laughter abruptly.

The bandits were shocked, seeing Manager Zhang's head crushed into his chest by a furious Ning Chuan.

His body, like a wooden stake, was slammed into the ground, buried a foot deep, standing upright.

Manager Zhang, who had been cackling moments before, was now a headless corpse.

"How dare you!"

"You scoundrel!"

"Catch him for me, then grab his wife, and I'll put on a show right here!"

Leader Zhao's rage soared, ordering the bandits to charge at Ning Chuan.

Over twenty bandits let out excited howls and rushed towards Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian.

"My lady, please don't make a move. Let your husband vent your anger!"

Ning Chuan's killing intent surged. He released Xiao Lian's hand, his body straightening into an afterimage, crashing directly into the bandit horde.

A dull thud echoed, like a hammer striking a sandbag.

A bandit, without even a chance to scream, had all his bones instantly pulverized into dust. His body, like a puddle of mud, was flung far away.

Ning Chuan's hands shot out, grabbing two men by their shoulders and slamming them together violently.

The two bandits' bones snapped and broke, their bones piercing each other's bodies, sticking together tightly.

He tossed them aside, then, using the Big Dipper Seven Stars Step, weaved through the bandit group in an instant.

Slaps rained down continuously, a series of explosive bangs echoing out as the remaining bandits had their heads blown apart.

Ning Chuan had killed over twenty men in mere moments, his methods clean, swift, and utterly brutal.

Leader Zhao's face still held a cruel smile.

Drip!

Drip!

Leader Zhao's crotch was soaked, an unknown liquid seeping through his pants and dripping onto the ground.

A formidable Eighth Rank Martial Master, someone considered unreachable by ordinary people, had been scared into wetting himself.

Though he was a bandit, Bishui Dock was powerful, and he hadn't experienced much combat, nor had he ever witnessed such brutal methods.

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

He turned to look at Leader Zhao, his eyes flashing fiercely, his killing intent chilling.

Leader Zhao's legs went weak with fear, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Great hero, spare my life!"

"Great hero, spare my life!"

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

"Great hero, can I not die?"

"Talk any more nonsense, and you die now!"

"Yes, yes, yes!..."

Leader Zhao trembled, forcing himself to get up from the ground, staggering and swaying as he led the way.

His legs were weak from fear, his body wobbling as if he were drunk and couldn't walk straight.

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

Xiao Lian unexpectedly reached out and took Ning Chuan's hand, speaking softly.

Ning Chuan was taken aback, realizing the scene just now must have been too brutal and had frightened Xiao Lian.

He inwardly recalled his own killings, always so savage.

On one hand, his strength was too great, and he couldn't control the force.

On the other hand, his inner killing intent was too strong; the more bloody it was, the more excited he became.

"Sigh, I used to be a good student, a model youth. Now I can't go back!"

"It's all this man-eating world that forced me!"

He sighed inwardly, quickly comforting Xiao Lian.

"Don't worry, in front of you, I'll try my best to restrain myself!"

"Mhm!"

Xiao Lian replied softly, her heart filled with joy.

"This little thief is willing to change for me!"

Leader Zhao carefully led the way, greeting many bandits along the path.

He was sweating profusely and didn't dare call for help. After all, Ning Chuan killed people in an instant.

Even if he called for help, it would be useless, and he might die even more miserably.

They traveled all the way onto the island, into the forest, then up the island's highest peak, and smoothly reached the mountainside.

Leader Zhao, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.