The Rest of My Life

The picture Luo Qiu saw in Ren Ziling's office was of things she had secretly taken photos of recently, concerning this wicked organization.

Seeing these pictures gave Luo Qiu a sense of unease.

This unsettled feeling reminded Luo Qiu of how Ren Ziling looked when she rushed out that morning.

He didn't bother with whether it was appropriate or not and directly called Ren Ziling's phone, but it was turned off.

Luo Qiu immediately returned to the Club. Without any hesitation, he spent fifteen minutes of his lifespan at the altar to purchase information on Ren Ziling's location.

At first, it was just worry.

But by the time he arrived, that worry had become a reality.

Seeing the burly man with lecherous eyes attempting to assault Ren Ziling, a rage that Luo Qiu thought had disappeared since his father's passing erupted in his chest for the first time.

It was uncontrollable.

When the black cane swung down fiercely, it was essentially all of Luo Qiu's pent-up fury.

He didn't use any of the Club owner's special abilities, relying solely on his strength fueled by his rage. He directly shattered the burly man's bones with a single blow.

After this strike, Luo Qiu felt slightly calmer.

This woman had taken care of him for several years, dedicating her best years to him without complaint, even trying to open his closed heart in various ways.

Day after day, she had put in so much effort.

After several years, Luo Qiu didn't feel his heart had reopened, but she had moved in.

Although they were only relatives by law, their bond surpassed that of ordinary family.

Such a woman, a woman Luo Qiu could consider as precious as his own life.

No one could touch her!

It didn't matter if he was the Club owner. Even if he were just an ordinary person present at the scene, he wouldn't have hesitated.

He would only think of fighting with all his might.

Luo Qiu ascended the stairs leading to the second-floor corridor, walking step by step with unusual composure.

Meanwhile, the old man referred to as the Spirit Master stood motionless, his legs trembling, his eyes filled with terror.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to move! On the contrary, he wanted to move more than anyone... but his body was completely paralyzed.

It felt as if the air in his lungs had been sucked dry, leaving him breathless!

The Spirit Master, in his terror, frantically wondered who this person wearing a clown mask and calling himself the Clown was... At this moment, words that he had always dismissed as idle chatter began to echo in his mind.

They were the words of the teacher who had taught him these extraordinary methods.

The world was full of many extraordinary individuals. You've only learned the superficial aspects; don't attempt to do evil. If you encounter a truly skilled and powerful individual, you will only suffer the consequences.

How could there be so many "masters" in the world? He had only managed to encounter one after great hardship.

He hadn't expected... that he would actually encounter one.

Luo Qiu had already reached the Spirit Master by this time.

The Spirit Master hurriedly said in terror, "Spare me... I was just momentarily possessed! I promise! I promise I will never do evil again... Please..."

Luo Qiu pushed open the door to a nearby room with his cane and glanced inside... He quickly lost interest in looking further.

A group of men and women were engaged in illicit activities inside, doing so with a complete loss of self-control, as if they had forgotten their own natures.

The scene was disturbingly bizarre.

"I... I didn't harm anyone... these people have some darkness in their hearts to varying degrees," the Spirit Master said timidly at this moment.

"Don't believe him! This guy has extorted so much money! Several people in here are on the verge of ruin!" Ren Ziling shouted loudly from a distance.

Luo Qiu tapped the railing lightly with his cane, and Ren Ziling's mouth instantly snapped shut. She was shocked to find herself unable to speak, looking at the Clown with a mixture of fear and surprise.

Well... even though she was the woman most important to him in his life.

There were times Luo Qiu truly wished Ren Ziling would just shut up...

So, he decided to let her be quiet.

But her words had already had an effect. The Spirit Master became even more terrified, his face filled with unease, wanting to speak but hesitating, afraid that saying the wrong thing would bring about dire consequences.

Luo Qiu said calmly, "What happens to the people inside has nothing to do with me. What you said isn't entirely wrong; if the people inside were smart, they wouldn't be so easily swayed. They brought it upon themselves; they have no one to blame."

Upon hearing this, the Spirit Master quickly said, "I will make them return to normal! From now on, I promise I won't make the same mistake again!"

Luo Qiu then asked, "Do you want me to let you go?"

The Spirit Master nodded eagerly.

Luo Qiu said calmly, "Then what will you trade for it? For me to let you go... that's what you want, isn't it?"

"Money! I'll give you all my money!" the Spirit Master blurted out without thinking.

Luo Qiu shook his head. "Money is useless to me. Frankly, although the people you harmed brought it upon themselves, I don't intend to seek justice for them. However, seeing this makes me very displeased, so I have the intention to kill you... meaning, you want to buy your life. What do you think you can offer me that is worth your life?"

"I... I don't know..." the Spirit Master stammered in fear. "You tell me! Whatever it is, you tell me, and I'll give it to you!"

Luo Qiu didn't say much more. He tapped the Spirit Master's forehead with his black staff and then said, "As expected, evil people live for a thousand years; it seems true. You have sixty years of life left. But I think the limit for someone like you to live is another two or three years. Fifty-eight years, you can use your fifty-eight years of life to buy my sparing you. Of course, you can also choose not to buy it; I won't force you."

Buying life with life?

The Spirit Master couldn't quite grasp the logic behind this. Could life be exchanged like this? Was this guy out of his mind?

But no matter what, if he could negotiate, he didn't want to die here.

He had heard his teacher say that the extraordinary individuals walking the earth were all eccentric people with unfathomable minds. The Spirit Master took a deep breath and tentatively asked, "If I sell... will you really let me go?"

"You can," Luo Qiu said calmly. "As long as you sell, I won't brag."

The Spirit Master gritted his teeth. "You are a master beyond the mundane. I believe you won't lie to a nobody like me, nor would you stoop to lying to me... but how exactly do I sell?"

Does he mean he'll let me live for another three to five years before killing me? The Spirit Master couldn't help but think in this direction at this moment. In any case, he would get through this ordeal first.

After three to five years, he didn't believe this strange fellow could still find him!

Luo Qiu said, "You just need to agree to sell... Sell, or not sell?"

"I'll sell!"

Luo Qiu suddenly smiled. "Thank you for your patronage, honored guest... I won't kill you now."

The Spirit Master suddenly felt his body lighten, and his limbs could move freely. But he didn't dare to act rashly and quickly said, "Thank you! Thank you, Master, I promise I won't do it again!"

As if... once I get away, I'll be free as a bird!

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Although his body was free, a feeling of powerlessness suddenly spread throughout him! The Spirit Master looked at his hands in horror as they began to shrivel!

At this moment, even the bulging muscles on his body withered. His body became stooped, and his face, which was originally youthful with white hair, was now covered in wrinkles... Even his teeth began to fall out at this time, with only a few clinging precariously to his gums.

"You... what did you do to me?!" The Spirit Master was both shocked and angry, looking at the changes in his body in disbelief.

Luo Qiu said indifferently, "The process of life is generally irreversible. You've lost fifty-eight years of your life, so the remaining is naturally what you'd look like in the last two years of your life. What's so strange about that?"

"You... you lied to me!!" The Spirit Master was furious and, without thinking, lunged at Luo Qiu.

However, he already looked like he was on his deathbed, weak and feeble. It wasn't just Luo Qiu, the owner of the club; even an ordinary adult could have pushed him to the ground with a gentle shove.

The Spirit Master was hit on the knee by the black staff and fell to the ground. He struggled but was too weak to get up.

"What... what happened to him?"

Ren Ziling had managed to climb up by this time.

Perhaps it was because the process of taking the Spirit Master's lifespan had rendered his actions against Ren Ziling ineffective. As for Luo Qiu telling her to shut up, she had only done so for a moment.

He was still reluctant to be too harsh with this woman.

Luo Qiu slid his black staff across the Spirit Master's face. The staff scraped off the Spirit Master's beard. "This guy wasn't old at all. He was probably pretending to be old and showing off his strong muscles to deceive people."

"But now he..." Ren Ziling was once again displaying her journalistic instincts.

Luo Qiu told Ren Ziling to shut up again.

"I'm leaving. You handle this here," Luo Qiu said calmly. "These people can't harm you."

He tapped the floor with his staff, and the men and women who had been engaged in illicit activities in the room instantly collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The four burly men downstairs were in the same state.

"I'm leaving you with two years, not because I think you deserve to live for another two years," Luo Qiu said calmly, looking at the Spirit Master one last time before he too fainted. "But because I think you need at least those remaining two years to properly repent for your actions... yes, probably somewhere like prison."

The Spirit Master fainted with a face full of unwillingness.

Luo Qiu glanced at Ren Ziling one last time. "It's best not to tell anyone that you've seen me... It's very easy for me to find out your background, and it's also very easy to know who your important people are..."

After issuing a warning of sorts, Luo Qiu calmly walked down the stairs, opened the roller shutter of the tea house, and left.

Ren Ziling suddenly shivered, feeling as if she had finally come back to life.

"Damn... did I really run into an immortal? A Clown Immortal? What the heck is that?"