Daughter of a Hundred-Household Commander

Lin Feng's gaze was sharp as an eagle's as it swept across the rooftops, and a chill rose in his heart.

The Wang Family had moved with astonishing speed to silence witnesses.

He crouched down and checked Hao Tianhu's pulse. His breath was already as thin as a thread; the poison was too vicious, beyond any hope of salvation.

"Trying to silence him? I won't let you have your way."

A cold gleam flashed through Lin Feng's eyes.

Hao Tianhu was doomed either way, but Lin Feng had to deliver the final blow himself!

With that thought, Lin Feng no longer hesitated. He formed his fingers into claws, pale golden sharp light appearing once more, and thrust them fiercely into Hao Tianhu's chest without a moment's pause!

"Pfft!"

Hao Tianhu's already dying body convulsed violently. The last trace of light in his eyes scattered completely, and he died on the spot.

Almost at the same time, a cold system notification sounded.

Killed Eighth Rank martial artist Hao Tianhu. Slaughter Points +2.5

It worked!

Lin Feng's heart settled.

Although Hao Tianhu had already been poisoned, Lin Feng had still gained a considerable number of Slaughter Points by ending him with his own hands.

He rose to his feet, ignoring the faintly reverent looks from the surrounding Imperial Brocade Guards, and gave his orders in a deep voice.

"Hao Tianhu has been executed! Hear my command: immediately raid the Fierce Tiger Gang!

"Seal up and bring back all valuables, account books, and letters! Any who resist are to be killed without mercy!"

"Yes, Banner Captain!" The Imperial Brocade Guards answered in unison. Their morale surged as they swiftly sprang into action.

The Fierce Tiger Gang's main hall immediately descended into utter chaos.

Most of the gang members had already lost their will to fight upon seeing their leader dead, dropping to their knees and begging for mercy.

Yet some of Hao Tianhu's diehard followers remained, while others knew their crimes left them no way out. They tried to make a final desperate stand.

"Brothers, fight them to the end!" A burly man roared, brandishing a demon-head saber.

"Stubborn to the bitter end!" A small-banner officer of the Imperial Brocade Guard snorted. His Spring Embroidered Saber left its sheath, and with a flash of cold light, he cleaved the burly man to the ground.

Scattered fights then broke out throughout the gang's compound, but the elite Imperial Brocade Guards quickly suppressed them all.

Lin Feng stood in the center of the main hall, calmly watching everything unfold.

Suddenly, his mind stirred, and more information flashed through his head.

Subordinate killed a resisting Fierce Tiger Gang member. Slaughter Points +0.3

Subordinate killed a minor Fierce Tiger Gang leader. Slaughter Points +0.5

Subordinate killed...

One notification after another surfaced. Though the points from each were few, they accumulated to a full 1.5 points!

A sharp gleam flashed through Lin Feng's eyes.

So that was how it worked!

It was not only kills made personally—even slaughter caused by those under his command could bring him benefits!

The Slaughter System's potential far exceeded anything he had imagined before!

The raid continued for nearly two hours, yielding a rich harvest.

Gold, silver, treasures, land deeds, and account books filled several large chests.

"My lord, the inventory is complete. All resisters have been eliminated," the small-banner officer stepped forward to report.

Lin Feng nodded.

"Leave a squad behind to guard this place and await further handling.

"The rest of you, escort the seized property and return with me to the Northern Garrison Command to report!"

"Yes!"

The group escorted their spoils back to the stern and imposing Northern Garrison Command.

Lin Feng ordered the confiscated property placed into storage.

He also immediately reported Hao Tianhu's execution and the destruction of the Fierce Tiger Gang to Battalion Commander Zhou Gang, Uncle Zhou, who had shown him considerable care.

After dealing with official business, Lin Feng hurried toward a quiet little courtyard behind the Northern Garrison Command.

It was housing assigned by the court to low-ranking officials. Though simple and crude, it was the only home Lin Feng and his younger sister Lin Wan had in Black Rock City.

The moment he pushed open the courtyard gate, a slender figure flew toward him like a young swallow returning to its nest.

"Brother!"

Lin Wan clung tightly to Lin Feng, her voice choked with both tears and joy.

The young girl was thin and wore an old dress washed nearly white, but her delicate features were lovely enough to mark her as a budding beauty.

The hardness on Lin Feng's face instantly softened. He gently patted his sister's back. "Wan'er, your brother is back. It's all right now."

Feeling his sister's real warmth eased some of the tension left by days of fighting for his life.

She was his only family in this world—the weakness he had to protect with his life, and the force that drove him forward.

Yet when Lin Wan raised her head, Lin Feng keenly noticed what seemed to be an unwashed tear mark at the corner of her eye.

And when she hugged him, the movement of her arm seemed ever so slightly unnatural.

Lin Feng gently took hold of her wrist and pushed up her sleeve a little.

Sure enough, a clear bruise, already turning blue, came into view!

Lin Feng's expression darkened at once, and the air around him turned icy. "Wan'er, what happened to this injury?" His voice suppressed barely contained rage.

Panic flashed through Lin Wan's eyes. She hurriedly pulled back her hand and lowered her sleeve to hide it, forcing a smile. "It... it's nothing, Brother. I was careless and bumped into the courtyard gate."

"You bumped into something?" Lin Feng's eyes blazed as he stared hard at his sister's shifting gaze. "Wan'er, look me in the eyes and tell me—who did this? Don't think you can lie to me!"

Under her brother's stern gaze, Lin Wan lowered her head. Her hands twisted nervously at the hem of her clothes, while tears welled in her eyes.

"Brother, it's really nothing... I... I didn't want to cause you trouble..."

Seeing her like this, Lin Feng's heart ached and burned with fury.

He softened his tone, but his attitude remained firm.

"Wan'er, remember this: you will never be a burden to your brother.

"As long as I am here, I will never let anyone bully you! Tell me, who was it?"

Under Lin Feng's repeated insistence and his gaze filled with protectiveness, Lin Wan's emotional defenses finally crumbled. Wronged tears slid down her face as she sobbed.

"It... it was Miss Yuru from Commander Wang's family..."

"Commander Wang's daughter?" A fierce chill surged in Lin Feng's eyes.

"Mm..." Lin Wan said quietly.

"Today, I went to collect this month's allotted firewood and ran into her on the way... She... she said we were parentless orphans, poor wretches taking up space in the Northern Garrison Command...

"She also said that you... that you were only a tiny Banner Captain with no future..."

Lin Wan's voice grew softer and softer.

"I couldn't bear it, so I answered back. Then... then she had her maids push me and pinch me... She said I was talking back..."

"Wang Yuru!" Lin Feng ground out the name through clenched teeth, the rage in his chest surging like a volcano!

He had just risked life and death outside, eradicating evil and punishing the wicked.

His adoptive father and mother had also died while carrying out their duties, having rendered tremendous service to the Northern Garrison Command!

Yet his sister had been humiliated so brutally by a colleague's daughter within the seemingly safe Northern Garrison Command!

A mere hundred-household commander's daughter dared lay hands on Lin Feng's sister!

Just as murderous intent churned within Lin Feng's chest, nearly beyond restraint—

A cold notification sounded in his mind without warning.

Kill Wang Yuru. Slaughter Points +3.0

Three Slaughter Points! That was almost equivalent to killing an Eighth Rank martial artist at full strength!

The system's prompt was like another ladle of hot oil poured over a blazing fire, instantly making Lin Feng's gaze incomparably sharp and cold.

Just then, a somewhat cutting woman's laugh drifted in from outside the courtyard, accompanied by approaching footsteps.

"Oh? I was wondering who had returned and caused such a commotion. So it's our great Banner Captain Lin?"

Before her words had even faded, a girl dressed in silk and satin, glittering with jewels, swaggered into the little courtyard with two maids.

She was around Lin Wan's age and looked passable enough, but her brows were filled with arrogant petulance. She was Wang Yuru, daughter of Commander Wang Yongnian.

At the sight of her, Lin Wan's body trembled instinctively, and she shrank farther behind Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shielded his sister behind him.

Expressionless, he stared at Chen Yuru, his gaze cold as ice.

Wang Yuru noticed Lin Wan's reddened eyes and how she hid behind Lin Feng. She gave a mocking laugh, her voice turning even shriller.

"Heh, what's this?

"You little bitch, weren't you all sharp-tongued when you talked back to me earlier today? Now you know to hide behind that 'promising' brother of yours?"