Revenge

By the Duan Hanyi took Min'er home, it was already broad daylight.

Although the Chen Household discovered last night that the child was not at home, they all knew that the child always liked to go to his uncle's place, so they were not too worried about Min'er not returning home all night.

When he saw Duan Hanyi return with his men, he asked with concern, "Why wasn't it Mr. Wuming who brought them here today?"

The Chen Household were ordinary people who lived a difficult life in this Hidden Nether Realm. The couple had never had children. It was Wuming saw that the two of them had good natures and remained optimistic despite their poverty that he gave Min'er to them.

Moreover, along with Min'er, the only Spirit Stone that Wuming had left behind was also left.

The Chen Household initially wanted to refuse, but Wuming said that with these Spirit Stones, the three of them could live more comfortably, and that keeping the Spirit Stone would allow his nephew to eat better.

After such persuasion, the Chen Household family finally accepted the Spirit Stone. However, they did indeed use the Spirit Stone on Min'er afterwards, since every soup and food Min'er brought them cost money.

Fearing that Duan Hanyi might misunderstand their words, the Chen Household couple quickly explained, "We didn't mean to inquire about Mr. Wuming's whereabouts. It's just that Min'er really misses his uncle. We have no relatives or friends in the Hidden Nether Realm, so we were thinking that the four of us could live together."

They didn't have any bad intentions, but life was still a bit lonely for just the two of them. Living together with a few other people provided some support for each other.

Duan Hanyi was taken aback by their words, but he quickly replied, "I need to go back and ask Wuming for his opinion on this matter. But don't worry, now that Min'er has been given to you, you are his parents from now on. Even Wuming has no right to take him away."

The Chen Household family man quickly waved his hand. "We didn't mean that. Mr. Wuming is Min'er's uncle. We won't ask them to separate."

Duan Hanyi smiled but didn't say anything. Whether they separated or not wasn't up to them to decide, but Wuming's own decision.

Having delivered the person, Duan Hanyi prepared to leave.

He had barely taken a step when Min'er grabbed his sleeve. "Will my uncle be alright?"

Min'er didn't know how to address the man in front of him who had gone from an old man to a young man, but after spending several years together, he had become quite familiar with Duan Hanyi.

Duan Hanyi held Min'er's hand and answered very seriously, "Yes, he will come back to see you safely."

This was Duan Hanyi's confidence in Jiang Zhuoxue; his divination skills were no less than his master's. Since Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue were said to be their benefactors, how could their intervention be wrong?

Thinking this, Duan Hanyi reached out and patted Min'er's head, her tone becoming increasingly resolute. "Don't worry, your uncle will come to see you when the time comes."

At Min'er's age, he has a natural trust in the words of adults. Hearing Duan Hanyi make such a promise to him, he immediately believed it, obediently letting the Chen Household couple hold his hands, and said goodbye to Duan Hanyi.

Duan Hanyi glanced at him one last time, then turned and left.

He and Min'er will probably never see each other again.

Night fell once again in the Hidden Nether Realm. In the Song Household mansion in Spring Returns City, which was as famous as the Min Household, the head of the Song family suddenly sat up in bed.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, the images from his dream flashing through his mind.

It was still in this mansion, but the owners were a different family. He dreamt that his butcher's knife fell mercilessly on the people in the mansion, and he also dreamt that the pregnant lady knelt on the ground, begging him to spare her family.

Oh, and there was that pampered, carefree boy who looked at me with such resentment before his brother rescued him, saying he would definitely come back for revenge.

"Husband, what's wrong?" The concubine noticed the commotion of the Household Head Song and looked over sleepily.

But at this moment, how could the Household Head Song have any interest in being intimate with his concubines? These old stories had been forgotten long ago, long after he seized the opportunity of destroying the Chu Household and obtained all of the Chu Household's wealth, and used it to make his fortune.

But why are these past events suddenly appearing in my dream today?

The Household Head Song sensed that something was amiss.

He ignored the beautiful concubine's attempts to persuade him to stay, and instead put on his outer robe and got out of bed. The concubine, seeing this, assumed that the master was going to visit the other concubines.

The head of the household stayed overnight and then suddenly left to go to someone else's place. If this news gets out, how will she face anyone tomorrow?

Without thinking twice, the concubine put on her clothes and followed her out.

Fortunately, the Household Head Song wasn't walking fast, and she easily caught up with him. Seeing the Household Head Song stop at the courtyard gate, the concubine was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward to say something to stop him.

But as soon as she stepped out of the courtyard gate, the words she had prepared got stuck in her throat.

A strong smell of blood suddenly filled her nostrils; the corpses lying in the yard were clearly those of their guards!

The concubine collapsed to the ground uncontrollably. She tried to scream, but no sound came out when she opened her mouth.

"Who are you, daring to trespass into my Song residence?!" The Household Head Song's right hand, which was behind his back, trembled slightly. He roared angrily at the man in black robes in front of him, while inwardly calculating the difference in strength between himself and the other party.

The Household Head Song was a man who valued his life. In his early years, he made his fortune through dishonest means and, after gaining fame, he purged everyone who knew about his shameful past.

Influenced by the Chu Household's past, the Household Head Song had also hired many powerful guards to ensure he wouldn't follow in the Chu Household's footsteps. Even so, the man in black robes still managed to barge in.

After he finished asking his question, the man in black finally uttered his first words. "The Song residence? Isn't this the Chu residence?"

That one sentence was enough to make the Household Head Song's expression change instantly.

"Who are you? What do you want?! Who exactly are you?" the Household Head Song shouted in alarm.

The black-robed man's hood was pulled off, and a face that was similar to yet different from the one in his memory appeared before the Household Head Song. At that moment, the Household Head Song actually had a sense of relief, as if "it really did come."

"It really is you! You want to come back for revenge? But don't forget, I was able to destroy your Chu Household before, and now that you've come alone, I can kill you too!" The Household Head Song roared at the man in front of him, trying to dispel the fear in his heart.

His poison skills haven't improved much in recent years, but they're more than enough to scare people.

A foul-smelling poisonous mist erupted from the Household Head Song's hand. With a furious roar, the Household Head Song charged towards the man in black robes.

The concubine tried her best to see the two men's movements clearly, but the poisonous fog had already enveloped them. The Household Head Song's poisonous fog was not just for show; as soon as it spread, everything in its path began to hiss and melt away.

The concubine was terrified. She quickly scrambled to her feet, carefully hid back in the courtyard, and instinctively closed the gate behind her.

After the poisonous fog outside dissipated, Wuming's robes were tattered, and his face and body were covered with wounds left by sharp blades, while the Household Head Song was already kneeling before him.

"Please, I beg you, let me go. I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been greedy for wealth and schemed against your Chu Household. I'll give everything back to you, and I'll give this house back to you too. Please let me go, please let me go!" The Household Head Song's legs had been broken, and he twisted his face as he reached out to grab Wuming's clothes.

But Wuming took a step back, not giving him any chance to entangle himself.

He tilted his head, looking with amusement at the Household Head Song's current miserable state. "My mother knelt before you like this, begging you. But you didn't let her go, and even had her stomach cut open."

The Wuming voice was devoid of emotion, yet the Household Head Song detected a chill within it.

He hurriedly kowtowed to the Wuming man, begging for mercy. "I was wrong, I was wrong. I'm not human, I'm a bastard. Please forgive me, I promise I'll never do it again. My wife is pregnant, I'm about to become a father, if I die, my whole family will not survive!"

The Household Head Song wept uncontrollably. He hadn't expected to be defeated so decisively, nor had he imagined that the helpless boy from back then would now possess a body immune to all poisons. If he had known this earlier, he should have hired even more powerful guards!

But it was too late for regrets; the evil spirit was already before him.

"What does the fate of your Song Household's children have to do with my Chu Household?" Wuming replied softly.

The sound of metal scraping against metal slowly reached the ears of the Household Head Song. He looked up and saw that the man in front of him had already drawn the long sword from his waist.

In a daze, the Household Head Song seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago.

It seemed to be in this courtyard, in this very scene, except that he was the one wielding the knife, while another man was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

He shielded his pregnant wife and young son behind him, his face contorted with a ferocious and terrifying red mark.

However, the Household Head Song showed no mercy, knowing this was his chance to rise to power. And at this moment, Wuming showed no mercy either.

With a soft thud, the concubine hiding in the courtyard covered her ears and trembled uncontrollably. She knew that the Song Household was doomed.