Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

As a result, problems arose.

If it were back at the Silver Hook Gambling House, even if Li Xin temporarily activated 34 agility, he might still have to take some risks when dealing with a veteran expert with close to 30 agility.

After all, the opponent has practiced martial arts for many years and is very experienced. He has many clever moves to make up for his slight disadvantage in speed.

But things are completely different now.

Li Xin activated a full 40 points of temporary agility.

Both the speed of attack and the speed of movement are much faster than before.

Furthermore, it possesses the characteristic of being "light and agile," making its nimbleness incomparable to that of the past.

His movements were effortless, his turns and changes of direction as if he had escaped the Earth's gravity.

In this situation, go all out.

Even though Zhang Shijie could sense his attack and react in time to intercept it, he was still more than a beat too slow.

Before the broadsword could even reach its target, the spear blade had already pierced his throat.

Do you have any last words?

Li Xin watched as Zhang Shijie slowly collapsed to the ground, then turned to look at Yang Wenhan, the prefectural magistrate of the capital.

The booklet contains this person's name.

Yang Wenhan was already unsteady on his feet.

His whole body was shaking like a Parkinson's patient.

The cool night breeze carried a strong stench of urine.

Li Xin lowered his gaze and saw a puddle of water at the old man's feet, and the puddle was still expanding.

"I am a sixth-rank official, highly valued by the court. If anything were to happen to me, it would surely cause a great uproar in the capital..."

Seeing Li Xin standing still, Nezha, the Third Prince, curled his lips slightly as if mocking him. Yang Wenhan quickly changed the subject: "The women purchased from the manor can be released. I can also offer a large sum of money so that the hero won't have made a wasted trip."

"If only you had known this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place."

Li Xin chuckled.

Suddenly, the spear tip, like a venomous snake, whistled and pierced the white-haired old man's throat.

This official wasn't stupid; he knew why he had stormed into the mansion.

"But killing you would not only avenge the victims, but also make a fortune for me."

……

Chapter Forty-Four: At the Crouching Tiger Bridge, the General on His White Horse

"Master, Master..."

An old woman, adorned with gold and silver and pearls and jade, rushed out, wailing and pointing at Li Xin, roaring, "You villain, you broke into my house and killed my husband, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Then your husband, who gathers weak women into his household and torments and abuses them at will, isn't he afraid of retribution?"

"They're just a few lowly wretches. It's their good fortune to have them serve the master well."

The old woman argued in a shrill voice, sounding quite righteous.

"That's true, why should I waste my breath talking to you?"

Li Xin shook his head.

He pierced her throat with a single shot.

"I'll also give you some good fortune; no need to thank me."

"Father, Mother..."

A middle-aged man ran out, crying and wailing.

He was shot in the heart and collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, the entire Yang residence fell completely silent.

"Come out and let's clean up this huge mansion together. It would be a pity to burn it down, but we can't let go of the gold, silver and valuables. They are all the hard-earned money of the people."

Take a portion and distribute it to the servants in the mansion, so they can fend for themselves under the cover of night.

"Second brother."

"Young Master..."

The two men who arrived were wearing black masks; they were none other than the eldest brother, Li Cheng, and Yang Fan.

The two of them were acting suspiciously.

Fearing that he might ruin Li Xin's important plans, he followed closely behind, rushing as fast as he could, and finally made it to the final battle against Zhang Shijie.

"I was a little worried when I heard the shouts of battle, so Hongxiu sent me to come and check."

Li Cheng glanced at his second brother's red and white mask, the mask of the Third Prince, and felt a wave of blood rush to his face. For some reason, he felt a little guilty and quickly explained.

Yang Fan kept his head down and remained silent.

Should he say that Sister Hongxiu didn't say anything?

Actually, it was the eldest son who came along on his own initiative.

They said that brothers fight tigers together, and they couldn't let the second brother take the risk alone.

Is this really an adventure?

A storm raged within Yang Fan's heart.

They chased after him, watching the second young master display his might, leaving corpses strewn across the field, with none of his men able to withstand a single blow.

He felt that those enemies were the ones taking risks, facing life-or-death dangers.

……

Entering the Intermediate People's Court.

Then I saw that all the maids and servants were kneeling on the ground.

My whole body was trembling.

A woman's voice was wailing inside the room, sounding like a ghost's cry at first glance.

Li Xin looked up and saw a pretty little girl who looked about thirteen years old. Her arms were tied behind her back and her legs were also tied with ropes up to her ankles. She was jumping out step by step.

Her eyes sparkled with joy, mixed with tears, as she skipped and peeked out towards the front yard.

Li Xin reached out and pulled the cloth out of her mouth. His first question was, "Is he dead? Is that corrupt official dead?"

“He’s dead. I killed him with my own hands. He pierced his throat. He’s as dead as can be.”

Li Xin found it strange and thought to himself that this girl was really crazy. Seeing that she was tied up, she was very likely to be tonight's prey.

The old man died before he could even enjoy it.

"It's good that he's dead. It's too easy for him. And that old beggar woman, they're all birds of a feather. They all deserve to die."

"That's right, his wife and son all went down to keep him company."

"Good, good, really good."

The little girl wobbled and then knelt down on the ground.

With a loud thud, Li Xin felt the pain for her.

But she didn't feel it at all, and was about to kowtow again.

A glimmer of golden light slowly rose and drifted into Li Xin's mind.

Li Xin helped her up, his heart filled with joy.

Before he could speak, he noticed a short servant kneeling on the ground in a corner of the courtyard, kowtowing with tears streaming down his face.

There are quite a few people like that.

The reason why this servant boy, who was only about thirteen years old, was noticed was because golden light also emanated from his body.

The others, each consisting of six or seven pale red dots of light, converged towards us.

This shows how strict the prefect was in managing his household, and how much his servants hated him.

"What's your name? Why do you hate him so much?"

Li Xin was always gentle with the "one of us" who had given him the golden light, and thought it necessary to say a few words of comfort to put their minds at ease.

"My name is Qiao'er, and my surname is Fang. My father was murdered, and my mother was tortured to death by that corrupt official and thrown into a mass grave outside the city."

This corrupt official still had designs on me, so I planned to bite him to death while he was asleep tonight, but I was too late..."

The girl spoke clearly and logically, as if she were telling someone else's story, with utter calmness.

Clearly, she genuinely believed she was dead.

"Qiao'er, from now on you will follow me and live for yourself. No one will be able to bully you."

Li Xin offered a word of comfort, but felt a deep sense of sorrow in his heart.

"And come here, what's your name? Did you come to the Yang residence to seek revenge?"

Li Xin called over the boy who had contributed the golden light.

As the boy approached, he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. His legs went weak, and he was about to kneel down again.

After being helped up by Li Xin, he quickly replied, "My name is Dong Zhu, Zhu of bamboo. My parents were beaten to death by the corrupt officials who sent men to seize our land."

My fellow villager Erniu and I devised a plan to sneak in while several of the Yang family's servants were being beaten to death.

Erniu was beaten to death a few days ago for knocking over a bowl that the lady liked. I was thinking, I'd strike as soon as I got close..."

The boy's eyes were full of gratitude.

Clearly, he himself knew that, given his status and power, the chances of getting revenge were actually very small.

It's nothing more than risking your life.

"Alright, no need for thanks anymore. From now on, you'll be working with me..."

As for the rest of you, settle your grievances and revenge, come to me for some money, and then you can leave.

If they are captured and interrogated after daybreak, the consequences will be unimaginable.

With the master of the house all dead, the fate of the servants in the mansion is truly uncertain.

Moreover, they also lost money.

It must be said that Yang Fan's methods of interrogating the second son of the Yang family were quite unique.

They quickly found out where the hidden silver was, killed the man, and then divided the money among themselves.

Then, carrying all their belongings, they were about to head out.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves.

……

Two quarters of an hour ago, at the head of Wohu Bridge.

General Wu Chengfa of the Southern Camp rode a tall horse, carrying a three-tiered broadsword, followed by eight elite riders, his gaze coldly fixed on the direction of the flower market.

Soon, shouts, the clash of weapons, and the roars of pursuers could be heard, echoing clearly from afar in the night.

Less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the sound stopped.

Most of the torches had been extinguished, and the main street at the entrance of the flower market was quiet.

You can vaguely see the onlookers, cautiously approaching, then shouting and yelling as they come out.

Many people are discussing this extensively.

"It's Nezha again, the Third Prince Nezha! My goodness, he killed a whole bunch of government officials, what audacity!"

"I recognize the guy with the hole in his head; he's Commander Lin Shanze. He kicked me when we were drinking at the restaurant earlier today, and it still hurts."

"Killing an official! This is killing an official and rebelling! It's a truly shocking case!"

"What's the big deal? Of the more than 100 constables, more than 20 were killed, and the remaining 80 or 90 scattered in a panic."