"Pah! You rabid, heartless beast-your heart is more vicious than a jackal's, and you're no better than a pig or a dog!"
The old town chief was tied to a pillar, the veins on his neck bulging. "Not marrying Zhu'er to you was truly heaven opening its eyes, the ancestors blessing us, a thank-the-heavens-and-earth stroke of luck! An ingrate like you deserves to rot in the mud!"
Xue Pingzhi's eyes turned red in an instant.
He leaned forward slightly, the tip of his dagger pressing against the old town chief's fingertip. "Old thing, you still dare put on a tough act in front of me!"
Xue Pingzhi acted like a madman, his face twisted-half-man, half-demon-as he smiled hideously and threatened, "Call me daddy, and I'll spare your life today, hahahaha!"
"Otherwise, I'll chop off this finger of yours first, and let you taste the feeling of exposed bone?"
The old town chief stiffened his neck. "Come at me if you've got the guts! I've lived for decades, and you think I'm afraid of a mon-mon... of a monstrosity like you?"
Qing Chen hid in the dark, watching all this with cold detachment.
He sighed inwardly, thinking that the complexity of human nature was nothing more than this.
A master-disciple bond that had lasted ten like-a-day years could actually collapse in just a few days' time.
Once it erupted, they turned on each other as enemies, each wishing to eat the other's flesh and peel the other's skin.
Qing Chen saw one point clearly once again: in this cruel world, only power was real.
Without power, one could only become someone else's chess piece, manipulated at will, living a life worse than death.
"It seems no one is coming to save you, and my patience is reaching its limit. Master, why