Lin Da Niu

Chen Shi Tou glanced at Lin Da Niu and said, "I heard this man used to be a servant of the Fang family. A few days ago, he made a grave mistake, so they broke one of his legs and drove him out of Fang Manor."

"The shopkeeper took pity on him and found him a job collecting slops." Chu Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.

"I'm going to look around the city, so don't follow me. I left half a pig carcass for you. Try breaking it down yourself, and I'll teach you the key points later."

"Yes, Master!"

When Chen Shi Tou heard that Chu Feng truly intended to teach him, he was overjoyed and answered loudly.

At that moment, Lin Da Niu left carrying three large buckets of slops.

Chu Feng pretended he was going out for a stroll, greeted the shopkeeper, and followed him.

Lin Da Niu placed lotus leaves he had prepared beforehand into the buckets to keep the slops from splashing out.

Then he hitched them to a wooden cart and slowly pushed it along, limping badly.

After crossing the bustling, lively districts, the two of them took several twists and turns before arriving at West Street in the southern part of the city.

Narrow alleys lined both sides of West Street, and most of the homes belonged to ordinary commoners. When they saw Lin Da Niu returning from collecting slops, many people brought rice to exchange for it. They used the slops to feed their poultry.

Those who truly had no rice left to cook would also beg for some of the thicker slops, filling their bellies first and worrying about the rest later.

Whenever he encountered such a poor household, Lin Da Niu would first try to stop them. Spoiled food could kill people.

Only when he truly could not dissuade them would he give them a little. Compared with dying of illness or starvation, most people would choose to die with a full belly.

Suddenly.

Lin Da Niu, who had been smiling and greeting the neighbors, dropped his slop cart and sprinted forward.

Two men dressed in blue hemp clothing were seen tugging at a young girl.

The burly thug in the lead wore a vicious expression. He looked at the little girl and leered. "Your brother isn't here, so how about I have some fun with you?"

"Bad man! Let go of me! When my brother comes back, you're dead!"

The girl's innocent, childish words did not frighten the thug. Instead, they made him even more excited.

"Oh, I'm so scared. How about I sell you to a brothel later and have your brother come find you there?"

The thug greedily looked the little girl up and down. To sell her for a good price, he forcibly suppressed his wicked desire.

"Ah!"

The thug suddenly cried out. It turned out that the little girl had bitten down hard on his hand.

The burly thug flew into a rage and slapped her across the face.

The little girl was struck until her head spun, and she instinctively released his hand.

"You stinking bitch, you're courting death! I'll show you what happens when you offend me." As he spoke, he began taking off his clothes right there.

The neighbors had wanted to help, but when they saw the words "Fang Manor" on the thug's clothes, they were so frightened that they hurriedly shut their doors and windows.

"Zhao Er, let go of my sister!"

Lin Da Niu roared and charged at the two men with his shoulder pole in hand.

Although he was a Skin Grinding Warrior, his limping body greatly affected his balance. Besides, his opponent was also a warrior, so the man easily dodged.

Then the thug named Zhao Er kicked Lin Da Niu to the ground.

With a sinister grin, he planted his left foot hard on Lin Da Niu's face and mocked him.

"You really don't know your place. You've already become a cripple, yet you still dare to raise a hand against me..."

Lin Da Niu struggled with all his might, but how could a disabled man stand against two strong adults? Fists and kicks rained down on him like a downpour.

Just then, a flying slop bucket came hurtling over and splashed the two men until they looked like drowned rats.

"Which bastard dares meddle in our business?"

Zhao Er and the other man wiped rotten vegetable leaves from their faces and shouted furiously.

"Your grandpa."

With a flash, Chu Feng appeared before the two men.

Then his iron fist smashed into one servant's nose. Tears and mucus streamed down the man's face as he crouched on the ground in agony.

As for the most arrogant Zhao Er, Chu Feng deliberately gave him a kick that would leave him without descendants. At the sound of eggs cracking, his shrill scream rang out around them.

"Get lost!"

Chu Feng did not kill them. After all, it was broad daylight, and there were plenty of witnesses here. He still had to pay attention to the manner and method of handling things.

The fundamental reason was that Chu Feng did not want to drag Lin Da Niu into this.

He could flee at any time, but Lin Da Niu had a crippled leg and a younger sister to care for. He could not be as carefree as Chu Feng.

The two Fang Manor servants did not dare make any threats. They covered their wounds and fled miserably in opposite directions.

"Many thanks, benefactor, for saving my life!" Lin Da Niu clasped his fists and said gratefully.

At that moment, he had not recognized Chu Feng's true identity. He merely thought him a righteous man who had stepped in to help.

"It was nothing. I happened to be planning to visit Brother Lin, and since I ran into this, I couldn't just stand by." Chu Feng laughed heartily.

Lin Da Niu politely invited Chu Feng into his home, and the two sat down in the courtyard.

The little girl gazed at Chu Feng with a face full of admiration.

This big brother is amazing! In just a few moves, he beat those guys who bullied us siblings until they were covered in blood!

Seeing his sister staring blankly, Lin Da Niu angrily said, "Qiao Er, why haven't you poured some water for our benefactor?"

"Oh, I'll go right now." Lin Qiao Er came to her senses as if awakening from a dream and hurriedly brought tea and water.

Looking at the flustered little girl, Chu Feng thought with a smile, Little girl, your innocent and adorable personality is still exactly the same as before.

Lin Da Niu had told him that after both their parents died, leaving the family without even a grain of rice, Lin Qiao Er had prepared to sell herself to a brothel in exchange for food.

Lin Da Niu had flatly refused. Instead, he secretly sold himself to the Fang family. He had thought that since it was not far from home, he could both improve the family's circumstances and sneak home to look after his sister during his spare time.

Who could have imagined that he would nearly be beaten to death by Fang Jian Xing?

If Chu Feng had not helped him, the grass on his grave might already have grown three feet high.

"Why did the Fang family's servants come looking for trouble with Brother Lin?" After sitting down, Chu Feng asked about the reason.

"It was all because of that big bad man who harmed my brother!" Lin Da Niu remained silent, but Lin Qiao Er, who had been eavesdropping nearby, spoke up angrily.

"If that man hadn't fled Fang Manor, how would my brother have been caught in the crossfire and had his leg broken?"

"Qiao Er, stop spouting nonsense! Big Brother Chu may have had his own difficulties." Lin Da Niu angrily slapped the table.

Seeing her big brother lose his temper, Lin Qiao Er timidly dared not say more, but her puffed-up, bun-like face clearly showed that she was unconvinced.

Seeing the atmosphere grow heavy, Lin Da Niu changed the subject.

"Benefactor, what was it you wanted to ask?"

"The Muscle Tempering Technique." Chu Feng was concise and went straight to the point.

His situation was dangerous, and his identity could be exposed at any moment. He had to seize every opportunity to grow stronger.

"The Muscle Tempering Technique is incredibly precious. How could a poor family like mine possibly possess it?"

Lin Da Niu immediately became wary. Aside from mentioning it once to his sworn elder brother, he had never revealed the existence of his family-inherited technique to anyone else.

Perhaps Chu Dage is already dead. At the thought, Lin Da Niu's heart filled with sorrow.

"Since I brought it up, I naturally have reliable information. That technique is very important to me. I can pay a high price for it."

Chu Feng's attitude was firm. He was determined to obtain this Muscle Tempering Technique!

If he relied solely on his lifespan to forcibly deduce it, who knew how long it would take? Besides, he had no lifespan to spare. He had to obtain this Muscle Tempering Technique.

Chu Feng did not reveal his true identity. There was no need to drag Lin Da Niu into the mess as well.

Lin Da Niu's expression shifted several times. After thinking for a long while, he finally said, "Benefactor, you saved the lives of my sister and me. This request is not unreasonable, but I cannot give you the technique directly. I can transcribe a copy for you."

As if afraid Chu Feng might misunderstand, Lin Da Niu hurriedly explained, "I'm not doing this solely to preserve the technique. I once promised my brother that after he broke through to the Late Skin Grinding Stage, I would give him a Muscle Tempering Technique. Although he may no longer have any use for it..."

At this point, his expression grew especially sorrowful, and his tone sank considerably.

Chu Feng's heart was filled with countless emotions. He himself had caused Lin Da Niu to have his leg broken, yet Lin Da Niu was still thinking about a promise from the past.

"Fine!"

Chu Feng agreed. The original and a copy made no difference to him. As long as he could practice it, that was enough.

After they settled the matter, Chu Feng remained seated while Lin Da Niu ran to the toilet and dug a wooden box out from beneath a stone.