Five minutes later.
White Mouse lay on the ground, covered in wounds.
Old Ninth stood beside him without even breathing hard, blood still dripping from his fist.
Little Pig sighed helplessly. "Trying to grab me in front of Brother Nine? What were you thinking?"
"Don't you know I'm Brother Nine's little darling?"
Though those words sounded suggestive, who didn't know Little Pig was the person Old Ninth cared about most?
If Little Pig hadn't been leading the operation, Old Ninth wouldn't have shown up at all.
"You... who the fuck... are you?"
White Mouse's handsome face had swollen like a pig's head, and he looked fearfully at Old Ninth.
Neither his lightning-fast swordsmanship nor his ghostlike footwork had stood a chance against Old Ninth.
It had been an utter rout.
Old Ninth hadn't even needed both hands to beat him.
"Old Ninth of Chun Prefecture."
Old Ninth planted a foot on his face. "Still got a problem with that?"
"No, I'm fucking convinced! I only slept with a woman. You don't have to beat me to death over it, do you?"
White Mouse cursed miserably, "You hit way too fucking hard."
"I wouldn't care if you slept with Elder Pei's wife, but touch Little Pig and I'll fucking kill you."
Swearing, Old Ninth stepped over and slung an arm around Little Pig's shoulders. "Remember this: in Chun Prefecture, anyone who messes with Little Pig messes with me."
"Take him away. Zhang Yang's waiting for him."
Little Pig gave his men the order with a smile.
"They all say Chun Prefecture is a death trap. If I'd known, I wouldn't have fucking come."
At a loss for words, White Mouse submitted to arrest.
Just as he'd said, he'd only slept with someone else's woman. It wasn't a capital offense.
So being