What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

Lin Chang'an stared at the suddenly loaded task expansion content, and couldn't help but curse under his breath, his eyes full of astonishment.

What's going on?!

[Task Extension: A Peaceful Death]

【Origin of the mission: The traveler spontaneously stopped Liu Shanben from killing, triggering a karmic event.】

Liu Shanben has abandoned his past evil thoughts, turned over a new leaf, and awakened to the truth while in prison. He has reached the initial stage of the Buddhist concept of "laying down the butcher's knife," and is a person with malleable good roots.

However, after his release from prison, he learned the truth about his only son's tragic death, and his anger was rekindled, leading him to repeat the same mistake.

The system provides this task to protect virtuous roots, help them attain a peaceful death, and accumulate immeasurable merit for the practitioner.

[Task objective: To ensure he lives out his old age peacefully.]

[Task Reward: From the start of the task, the host will receive one day's merit points for each day Liu Shanben survives.]

The merit points awarded for this mission will be distributed in real time and automatically converted into lifespan.

[Special Note: Rewards from this expansion mission will not be deducted from karma points.]

[Will you accept extended tasks: Yes/No]

Lin Chang'an felt his head buzzing and a surge of urge to curse rose within him.

If he wasn't mistaken, the mission was to have him take care of this former mob boss who had poured gasoline on people, burned them, and cut off their ears, until his death.

This system must be insane!

The system's message is clear: if you accept the mission, as long as the old man lives for one day, you can also live for one day.

He glanced at Master Shan, who was sitting on the steps smoking. Although the old man's back was a little hunched, he looked quite healthy.

He should be able to live for at least another ten years!

Although Lin Chang'an had some doubts, he quickly calculated that if he accepted this mission, he wouldn't have to worry about the countdown to his death for a while.

What he lacks most right now is 'time'.

But if you accept the offer, you'll be tied to a "time bomb" every day.

He didn't believe the nonsense in the mission that the old man had turned over a new leaf and started anew.

Judging from the old man's swift and decisive action in cutting off Ge Sanbao's ear, who knows what other trouble he might cause?

If I don't keep an eye on him, and he causes trouble that will drag me into it, then it'll be a losing proposition.

Can I not answer?

The "power bank" that I just got my hands on has flown away. Who knows if I'll ever have another chance to extend my life like this again?

Lin Chang'an pressed his temples, caught in a dilemma.

The old man's son died, and now he has no relatives or friends. The system probably calculated this before forcing this task on him.

"call--"

Lin Chang'an exhaled a smoke ring and looked up at Master Shan.

The old man had just finished smoking a cigarette and was twirling it between his fingers, staring blankly in the direction of the fishpond.

The fierce aura he had just exuded had faded considerably, and he looked like an ordinary old man basking in the sun.

Suddenly he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, picked up the knife at his feet, stood up, and walked step by step toward Ge Sanbao.

Lin Chang'an's heart skipped a beat; it seemed the old man still intended to make a move.

Indeed, if his closest relatives were killed, he would definitely be just as violent as the old man, or even more insane.

He didn't try to dissuade him again, but leaned against a tree trunk not far away, smoking a cigarette and watching coldly.

The mission was accomplished, and he had no reason to stop the old man any longer.

Master Shan's desire for revenge is his private matter. If he really intends to kill someone, he might as well not take this stupid expansion mission.

Upon seeing this, Ge Sanbao trembled violently, half of his face covered in blood from the severed ear, and his mouth was stuffed with a rag, so he could only make muffled "ooh" sounds.

The blond-haired man slumped back in his seat, his crotch soaked, his eyes filled with despair.

Master Shan reached out and grabbed Ge Sanbao by the collar, the blade pressed directly against Ge Sanbao's neck.

Ge Sanbao's throat tightened from being strangled, and the area where his ear was severed was being rubbed, causing him to break out in a cold sweat that instantly poured down his face.

Just then, the blond-haired guy, seemingly out of nowhere, mustered the strength to spit out the wad of cloth from his mouth. His voice trembled uncontrollably, but he shouted:

"No, don't kill my dad! If you're going to kill someone, kill me instead!"

Huang Mao's words made Master Shan Liu's hand holding the knife suddenly pause, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly released Ge Sanbao, twisted his wrist, and pressed the blade of the dagger directly against Huang Mao's chest.

The blond-haired man swallowed hard, his face ashen, but he gritted his teeth, squeezed his eyes shut, and said in a trembling voice:

"If you kill me, then... then don't kill my dad!"

Lin Chang'an raised an eyebrow.

He never expected that this blond-haired guy, who looked like a coward, would have such courage in a critical moment of danger.

The blond-haired man closed his eyes and trembled all over, waiting for the killing to begin, but after waiting for a long time, the expected excruciating pain of the blade piercing his flesh did not come.

He hesitated before opening his eyes and saw Master Shan Liu standing there, holding a knife, his eyes vacant, seemingly lost in thought.

Ge Sanbao, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed, sobbing as if begging for mercy.

Master Shan Liu came to his senses, ignored Huang Mao, turned around and reached out to pull the gag out of Ge Sanbao's mouth.

As soon as Ge Sanbao was able to speak, he immediately cried and begged for mercy:

"Sixth Master! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please forgive Jinpeng, you even held him when he was born..."

Before he could finish speaking, Master Shan slapped him hard across the face.

Immediately afterwards, Master Shan started coughing violently, his body arching slightly. The knife fell to the ground. He raised his hand to his chest and it took him a while to stop coughing.

He looked at Ge Sanbao, his face ashen, then suddenly clenched his fist and punched Ge Sanbao!

No one expected that a man in his sixties would have such strength, and that his punches were fast and vicious.

Ge Sanbao was like a curled-up sandbag, screaming incessantly.

Master Shan seemed not to hear, and with sheer force, he vented his pent-up anger.

He didn't stop until he was panting heavily, then staggered and leaned against the bread cart.

At this moment, Ge Sanbao was on the verge of death, curled up on the bread cart and trembling.

Master Shan rested for a full five minutes, leaning against the car body, until the rise and fall of his chest gradually subsided. His gaze towards Ge Sanbao was now filled with cold indifference.

"You want me to release your son?" Master Shan raised an eyebrow.

Ge Sanbao struggled to look up at Sixth Master, mumbled something, and nodded.

Master Shan used his knife to cut the belt and released Ge Sanbao.

"If you want him to live, I'll give you two choices: either you commit suicide."

With a clatter, he threw the knife at Ge Sanbao's feet.

"Or...?"

Master Shan squinted: "I've been in jail for so many years, taking the blame for so many things for you. Now it's time for you to pay me back!"