When he was about to reach the entrance, the supervisor who had just received a thousand gold smirked with obviously malicious intentions and said to Lin Xuanzhi,
Lin Young Master, when would you like to come and play again next time?
Lin Xuanzhi coldly replied,
There won’t be a next time.
The supervisor was stunned, then he laughed,
Lin Young Master really likes to joke.
Pei, stop trying to encourage my Gege to come back!
Yan Tianhen bared his teeth at the supervisor, his originally horrifying face looks even scarier now,
Or else, you better be careful! I’ll come over in the middle of the night and raze your lousy martial hall to the ground!
Ah Hen, don’t need to waste your saliva on them.
Lin Xuanzhi rubbed Yan Tianhen’s head,
Let’s go.
Yan Tianhen made a gesture akin to cutting his throat, then bared his teeth again and made a threatening expression before he continued to carefully carry Lin Xuanzhi out of the hall.
After Lin Xuanzhi and Yan Tianhen left, a few people in the martial hall began to gather again and gossip.
Is Lin Xuanzhi going to change his personality after today? Why did he dare to say that he won’t come back again?
He, he just said that to save some of his face. Ever since his meridians were shredded two years ago and he lost all his skills, he’s no better than a cripple. The only place where he can find some purpose in life is here, how could he bear to stay away?
It’s probably just cause he was beaten up too badly today and didn’t want to throw more face than he already had.
Ha, Laozi hadn’t even used much strength, if it wasn’t for that little brother of his who brought the money to redeem him, I would have……
You would have what?
the supervisor raised the edges of his triangular eyes1,
You can’t beat him to death, or else, how else can we earn this much ransom?
Wu Qingzong laughed a big
haha
and clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles cracked and said,
You’re right, I can’t bear to kill our little G.o.d of wealth so fast. Even though he’s turned into a useless b.u.m, his powerful dad is dead and he carries along a burdensome oil bottle2 with him everywhere, but, that Lin Young Master still has his family property. When has there ever be a time when that ugly kid didn’t deliver the ransom money when he was about to be killed?
The supervisor laughed too,
Before we empty his pockets, you definitely can not kill him.
After that, if we kill him then so be it, the Lin family has so many descendants and disciples anyway, they won’t care about the life and death of one useless piece of trash.
Wu Qingzong’s eyes flashed with a scheming look.
In this world, the strong is king, all rules were determined by the strong. As for the current Lin Xuanzhi, even if he was crushed to death like an ant, no one would jump out and say anything in defence.
Yan Tianwen had hired a horse carriage that was waiting outside of the martial hall’s entrance. He supported Lin Xuanzhi up the carriage before he sat on the coachman’s seat.
The carriage began to make its way slowly towards the Lin residence.
Lin Xuanzhi looked at Yan Tianhen’s small, skinny but very straight back, and suddenly felt waves of sadness and regret wash upon him.
He couldn’t help but remember what had happened in his past life.
In the past, he pushed the blame for his father’s death onto this innocent child. He always made things difficult for him, bullied him and even used the most vile method to vent his frustrations on Yan Tianhen.
Afterwards, when he was deceived by the villains and mistakenly treated those people with malicious intentions as his closest, most trusted allies, he revealed Yan Tianhen’s biggest secret and caused Yan Tianhen to suffer a terrible death. He had also suffered due punishment, his soul was refined for a whole seven years before he could obtain relief.
Lin Xuanzhi’s soul didn’t scatter, but instead entered the cave of an ancient craftsman by some wondrous coincidence. He stayed there for a whole thousand years before he finished refining the Revert World Mirror, and turned time back to when everything had not began.
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2. When a woman remarries and brings their child(ren) from their previous marriage to their next husband’s place, these child(ren) are called drag/burdensome oil bottles (directly translated)↩
