Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Song Yuwei subconsciously took a half step back.

Upon hearing the news of Lin Feng's death in battle, she was instantly thrown into disarray, even forgetting to reprimand Wang Qian for his rude act of kicking down the door.

The fear in her eyes, when seen by Wang Qian, only added a touch of allure.

A surge of lust rose in Wang Qian's lower abdomen, and possessiveness surged in his eyes. He wished he could push Song Yuwei down on the spot and taste the "flavor" of this courtesan.

"Miss Yuwei, don't think about that deadbeat. Lin Feng overestimated himself and went to fight at Elephant Trunk Mountain. If he didn't die, who would?"

As soon as Wang Qian spoke, the girls and guests in Yichun Courtyard all frowned secretly.

The Yichun Courtyard established the rule of "military merits being exchanged for silver" precisely to support the fight against the northern barbarians.

Wang Qian even humiliated fallen heroes; such shameless behavior shows he is less principled than the girls in the courtyard.

Even the madam, Yunniang, couldn't help but roll her eyes and curse Wang Qian in her heart.

At this moment, Song Yuwei completely believed the rumor that Lin Feng had died in battle at Elephant Trunk Hill.

She gently clenched the corner of her sleeve with her fingertips, as if she had made up her mind, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks.

Just then, a hoarse, grating voice came from the entrance of the brothel: "Who the hell is spreading rumors about me? You bastard!"

The sound was as unpleasant as rubble scraping against glass, and everyone looked toward the doorway.

I want to see who's so blind as to dare insult Young Master Wang.

But when they saw what the person looked like, those who knew him were almost speechless with astonishment.

"Lin... General Lin?"

Yunniang's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, her mouth agape for a long time, "You...you've been resurrected?"

Lin Feng was dressed in a tattered military uniform, covered with mottled leather armor, and covered in dust and blood. He looked disheveled, like a refugee fleeing from war.

He strode into the hall, grinning, "What resurrection? I never died! Yunniang, are you confused?"

"And who was it that was spreading rumors and cursing me just now?"

He looked up and his eyes met those of Song Yuwei on the third floor.

Song Yuwei's veil was already soaked with tears, and she called out in a trembling voice, "Lin Lang, you're finally back!"

Upon seeing Song Yuwei again, Raymond Lam was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

The continuous fighting and lack of water damaged his voice, which was still somewhat hoarse.

He suppressed his emotions and said in a deep voice, "I will never forget my promise to Miss Song. Even if it means facing countless difficulties, I will definitely return!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuwei's tears flowed even more freely.

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment. Judging from this situation, Song Huakui and Lin Feng had actually developed feelings for each other.

"Jiro!"

As the two figures locked eyes, a beautiful woman rushed down from the second floor and threw herself into Lin Feng's arms, choking back tears, "Wan'er thought... she would never see you again..."

Lin Feng hugged Su Wan'er and gently patted her back to comfort her: "Wan'er, don't cry, I'm back safe and sound, aren't I?"

With a beautiful woman in his arms and a courtesan on the third floor showering him with affection, Lin Feng's treatment was the envy of everyone.

The guests whispered amongst themselves, their sourness barely concealed.

"What incredible luck has Lin had? The most beautiful courtesan is infatuated with him, and this young lady is also throwing herself into his arms."

"That's right! Heaven is blind; all the good cabbages have been eaten by pigs. In what way am I inferior to Raymond Lam?"

"Stop your sour grapes! Lin Feng risked his life following Lord Lü to Elephant Trunk Hill; he's a hero who saved our entire city. Have some conscience, will you?"

"Old Li is right! He deserves the rewards he's earned; I'm not envious!"

"It would be a lie to say I'm not envious! I also want to catch up with the courtesan!"

"You? You'd better lose that fat first!"

On the other side, Wang Qian's expression shifted from initial greed and desire to astonishment, and finally to intense hatred and anger.

Damn it, Lin Feng is still alive!

His face was grim, his eyes darted around rapidly, and in an instant, he had a plan.

"Miss Yuwei, I have prepared fifty military merits. According to the rules, you should come with me for a chat."

Wang Qian stepped forward, his tone authoritative and leaving no room for argument.

"Stop wasting your breath on this guy who crawled out of a pile of corpses, come with me!"

Song Yuwei's feelings for Lin Feng are obvious, but so what?

Wang Qian is hiding a secret medicine; he's determined to win over Song Yuwei tonight.

"stop!"

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "I just remembered, I heard someone spreading rumors outside that I was dead. So it was you, Wang Qian!"

"Where did you get these fifty military merits? Did you buy them with money and come here to swindle people?"

Wang Qian's facial muscles twitched violently twice, and he said with a fierce but weak tone, "What's it to you? You surnamed Lin, my military achievements are documented by official documents, and my background is perfectly clean!"

"Yeah?"

A mocking smile appeared on Lin Feng's lips as he strode towards the stairs.

"I strongly suspect that your military achievements are obtained dishonestly. Come with me to the government office for verification!"

"I'd like to see who's so audacious as to sell military merits!"

Raymond Lam's escape from Elephant Trunk Hill was a great achievement.

If he really drags us to the government office for a confrontation, this matter will definitely be troublesome.

Enraged, Wang Qian roared, "Brother Cai, stop him!"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure flashed out from behind Wang Qian and stood firmly at the top of the stairs.

The swordsman's face was as cold as ice as he uttered four words: "This road is blocked!"

Lin Feng glanced at him and sneered, "Wang Qian, you haven't learned your lesson from the beating you got last time, and you actually hired a bodyguard? He's even carrying a golden knife, it looks pretty valuable, but I wonder if it'll be any good in a fight."

The brothel was full of knowledgeable people who recognized the swordsman at a glance and exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother Cai? His surname is Cai, and he wields a golden knife... Could he be Cai Wu, the famous Golden Knife Master of Youzhou?"

"What? It's that Cai Wu who's known as 'Invincible with the Fastest Knife'?"

"The Wang family is indeed wealthy and powerful; they can even hire experts of this caliber as bodyguards!"

"Oh no! Raymond Lam is going to be in trouble this time!"

Hearing the guests' chatter, Yunniang realized something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Young Master Lin, since Young Master Wang can produce fifty military merits, it's only right that Yuwei spends a short chat with him, according to the rules."

She then turned to Wang Qian, her tone tactful: "Young Master Wang, Yichun Courtyard is a place for seeking pleasure. Wouldn't it be better to stay peaceful and harmonious? If things escalate to General Zhang's ears, things won't be pleasant, will they?"

Yunniang wanted to settle things peacefully, but neither Lin Feng nor Wang Qian was willing to back down.

"Golden Knife Swordsman Cai Wu? Never heard of him!"

Lin Feng stood with his arms crossed, his tone indifferent: "You're just doing this for money, I won't make things difficult for you. Get out of my way, I'm going to deal with that Wang guy, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

These words completely touched Cai Wu's sore spot.

A layer of frost settled on his cold face as he said in a chilling voice, "I, Cai Wu, have been wandering the martial world for decades, and no one has ever dared to speak to me like this."

"Fine! Let's have a fight. If I win, I'll break one of your hands as a lesson!"

Upon hearing Cai Wu's words, Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er's hearts immediately jumped into their throats.

Although they did not know Cai Wu's name, they knew from the discussions that he was a powerful man.

What if something happens to Raymond Lam?

"Lin Lang, don't fight him..." Song Yuwei called out worriedly, "Yuwei will stay with Young Master Wang for a while."

Lin Feng threw his head back and laughed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the hall: "Hahahaha! Miss Yuwei, don't be afraid! What do I care about golden or silver knives? I can break them with one punch!"

"That bastard Wang Qian doesn't deserve to share a room with you!"

He turned to Cai Wu, raised an eyebrow, and said, "If you win, you'll cut off one of my hands. If I win, there should be some kind of prize, right?"

Cai Wu simply couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention.

One punch to break it?

That's utterly delusional!

He began learning martial arts at the age of six and has devoted decades to honing his superb fast-sword skills.

Within Youzhou, there are very few who can surpass his swordsmanship.

Moreover, Lin Feng's idea of ​​facing his swift knife with his bare hands was pure fantasy.

"You can't win!"

Cai Wu squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his tone full of disdain.

Lin Feng waved his hand and walked straight to the center of the hall: "Alright! Let's go over there and have a match. If I win, I'll break one of your hands! Let's go!"

The two were on the verge of exchanging blows, and Yunniang was sweating profusely with anxiety. However, the guests became interested and gathered around to watch.

Some even went so far as to start gambling operations.

"Place your bet now! Place your bet now!"

A scholar dressed in a faded blue robe loudly called out to the crowd: "Bet on Cai Wu to win here, bet on General Lin to win here! The more you bet, the more you win; the less you bet, the less you win!"

"I'm betting on Raymond Lam to win!"