Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

Dongling City, South Street.

South Street, located near dense forest and close to the riverbank, is one of the most bustling streets in the Eastern Tombs.

Shops lined both sides of the street, bustling with vendors and peddlers. Cries of vendors could be heard from time to time, selling candied hawthorns, fruit, and flowers, each carrying their own tools as they walked back and forth.

Suddenly, a commotion and exclamations erupted from the crowd. A narrow path abruptly opened up in the bustling crowd, and people on both sides jostled together, accompanied by numerous clanging sounds, and the crowd became chaotic.

Then, with a loud neighing, a crimson steed galloped out from the side path, knocking down many civilians who were unable to dodge in time. Some even had blood trickling from their mouths.

"Stop it!"

With a thunderous roar, two figures instantly leaped out from behind the galloping horse, flitting into afterimages, and raced towards the crimson steed.

But how can human strength compare to that of a galloping horse, especially such a strong and powerful steed? Even in a bustling street, a galloping horse is incredibly fast.

In just a moment, it turned into a blur.

The people in the middle of the road quickly moved to both sides to make way, which was accompanied by crowding and trampling, as well as screams and cries.

At that moment, a girl of about eleven or twelve years old suddenly stood in front of the horse, parting the crowd.

She stood there, a fruit basket dangling from her thin arm, seemingly too frightened to react.

Seeing this, the wealthy young man, whose horse was getting further and further away, suddenly had a bright idea. He pointed at the girl and said, "Don't move! Block it!"

The girl didn't move. Her legs seemed to be trembling, and she closed her eyes in a panic, as if she had accepted her fate.

When the horse was less than three zhang away from the girl, an old man with disheveled hair, white eyes, and an iron staff suddenly galloped over and blocked the girl's way.

With a swift swing of his iron staff, he sent a chestnut horse, taller than a man and galloping like an angry bull, crashing head-on into him. The deafening sound of the collision reverberated from the center of impact, and the horse's head was smashed open by the iron staff. The immense force of the impact was also momentarily halted, and the horse was stopped in place.

Blood splattered all over Tang Luo's face. He put down the blood-soaked iron crutch, gently raised his hand, wiped away the blood and bits of flesh from his face, and nodded slightly in his heart.

"Thankfully, we're not too late."

Just then, the wealthy young master who had been blocking the road finally arrived on horseback.

The rich young master said arrogantly, "Hey, old man, do you know that the horse you killed is mine!"

The wealthy young master was like this, but the two followers who had just chased the horse behind him frowned.

The rich young master was a good-for-nothing who did not cultivate, so he did not know how much strength it would take to stop a galloping horse.

He had already opened fifteen acupoints and could lift a 300-pound stone lock with one arm, but it was impossible for him to stop such a galloping horse like the blind old man, and he was far inferior to him.

He knew that the young master had bought this chestnut horse at a high price; it weighed over a thousand catties and was incredibly powerful when it ran. The more relaxed and carefree the old man was, the stronger he was.

This old man has at least entered the Body Tempering Realm, but it's unknown which level he has reached!

He hurriedly tugged at his young master's sleeve, wanting to explain to him how formidable the other side was, but the rich young master only glanced at him and didn't respond to his words.

"What does the young master wish to do?"

At this moment, Tang Luo looked up at the noble young man riding a horse and could only shake his head inwardly.

This is why he was so reluctant to play the role of Ke Zhen'e. In a world where there are people with superhuman abilities, the gap between ordinary people and so-called "cultivators" is too wide, making it easy to breed such idiots.

This kind of fool has a powerful background, and with the warnings and instructions from his family, he's unlikely to offend anyone he can't afford to offend, so he can continue to be foolish and arrogant.

"I bought this horse from Mushan City at a high price, three thousand taels of silver. I don't want more from you, just give me one thousand taels in return."

Or... I'll give you the person behind you too!

"Sigh~"

Wang Shuwen looked at the girl behind Tang Luo with great interest, which made Tang Luo sigh.

At this moment, the bustling crowds on both sides spontaneously made way for them, leaving only the rich young master and a few guards, along with the girl he was protecting behind him, and the red horse corpse in front of Tang Luo, which was bleeding profusely.

Tang Luo shook his head slightly. If it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have known that human potential was so great. Such a dense flow of people and such a crowded stone road could spontaneously leave such wide gaps.

He turned to look at the woman he was protecting behind him, then turned to Wang Shuwen: "I have a question that I don't understand. I wonder if you would be willing to enlighten me, young master?"

"Okay, go ahead and ask."

"The woman behind me is no more than eleven or twelve years old. She is thin and has dark skin. Although her features are passable, overall she is nothing special. She is probably not as good as the maids who usually serve you. Why do you want her?"

"Because I can have it."

Because I am the second son of the Wang family, I can have it.

Do I need a reason?

Wang Shuwen answered without hesitation, looking completely unconcerned.

It was as if he was talking about trivial matters. Perhaps to him, a woman selling fruit baskets on the street was indeed a trivial matter.

"So, if you really get there, what will you do?"

"What to do? Deflower her, then give her to someone else. After all, she's not exactly pretty..."

"Stop talking! Young master, stop talking!" The guards around Wang Shuwen frantically tugged at his sleeves, their eyes constantly trying to signal him, but he seemed not to see them.

So he could only watch as the white-haired, blood-stained old man opposite him grew increasingly imposing, even making him tremble slightly.

At this moment, Tang Luo looked at the wealthy young man opposite him and shook his head slightly.

Even though he was mentally prepared for the world, Wang Shuwen's indifference still left him with some unspeakable feelings.

The fate of a living, breathing "person" can be decided in just a few words.

"I don't want to kill anyone." Tang Luo looked at Wang Shuwen, tightening his grip on the iron staff.

That's the trouble with human relationships: if he kills this rich young master, he has to kill the man's entire family to prevent the young master from seeking revenge.

After all, if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring.

Tang Luo looked up, his pure white eyes, devoid of any pupils, fixed intently on Wang Shuwen. Only then did Wang Shuwen realize the disharmony in the overall atmosphere.

Only then did he seem to notice the dead red horse in front of Tang Luo, and realize that the blind old man in front of him was a powerful figure capable of stopping a galloping horse.

He turned around and looked at the guards his father had assigned to him.

The guard on the left had cursed Wang Shuwen a hundred times in his heart, but he still stepped forward and looked at Tang Luo, saying, "Sir, the young master was just joking."

That beast is cunning and unruly; it would be best if you could get rid of it beforehand. As for compensation, young master means he will compensate you with one thousand taels.

"I hope so~"

One of the two guards negotiated with him, while the other held Wang Shuwen's mouth shut to prevent him from speaking.

Seeing this, Tang Luo sighed slightly, but in the end, he gave up the idea of ​​killing Wang Shuwen in the street.

The main problem was that he didn't understand this world. Although he felt that the two guards couldn't beat him, there were more than just those two guards.

"It's all over now, you can go."

Tang Luo bent down and patted the little girl's shoulder.

The girl hesitated for a moment, rummaged through the fruit basket, finally chose the biggest apple, handed it to Tang Luo, and said timidly, "Grandpa, have an apple."

Tang Luo looked at the thin girl, then at the apple, and after a long while, took the apple away.

"Thanks."

He turned around again to make sure the group of people had left before turning away.