"Plum Blossom Bandit? Was he famous?"
Li Cunxiao looked at Zhang Yuelu in confusion. After entering the city and returning to the escort agency, quite a few people had been buzzing about it.
But he had always kept his head down, struggling to make a living, and had never had the mind to pay attention to such martial world gossip.
"More than famous. He was downright notorious."
When Zhang Yuelu mentioned the matter, unconcealed disgust appeared on her face.
"This man was a highly skilled rapist, yet his methods were exceptionally cruel. He had raped and murdered many innocent women in the city, using the most vicious means imaginable."
"Three years ago, he committed crime after crime. In the end, he actually lost his head and broke into Murong Manor, where he was seriously injured by Murong Bo, the eldest son of the Murong Family."
"But whether he escaped or died, the county office has never given a definite answer."
Before Zhang Yuelu had finished speaking, they had already passed through corridors and courtyards. Que'er popped out from somewhere, and the moment she saw Li Cunxiao, she shrank her head back and hurriedly hid behind Shi Tie.
Ever since Li Cunxiao had become Zhang Lishi's personal disciple, Que'er's days had grown difficult.
The little girl had never imagined that the bookboy she had found on a whim would now become the sort of other people's child her own father kept talking about.
The private school teacher could not praise the clever and diligent Wood Fork enough. By comparison, a certain mischievous little girl caused her old father to lose face again and again.
Zhang Lishi had rarely hardened his heart like this. He began piling more burdens onto Que'er, doubling her daily lessons in reading and writing until she suffered