In less than ten minutes, everyone in the governor's mansion, except for a few elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people, was killed.
Having witnessed all of this, Wen Chenggong collapsed to the ground, utterly powerless, his face deathly pale, overwhelmed by endless regret and fear.
He never dreamed that he, the Governor of Qianzhou, a figure of immense power in Qianzhou, would be nearly wiped out along with his entire clan.
And soon, he would die at the hands of this terrifying young man before him.
Thinking about all this, Wen Chenggong's fear of death grew increasingly anxious, and his will to survive drove him to subconsciously beg for mercy:
"Young Master Ye, I have already paid a heavy price, can you... can you spare me?"
"As long as you don't kill me, I'll serve you like a slave from now on, and we'll fight together against the King of Zhongbei."
“I don’t keep unfaithful dogs. Today, you must die.”
Ye Qiu's eyes were cold as he approached step by step.
Wen Chenggong felt a chill run down his spine and shouted, "Ye Qiu, you have killed too many people. Martial arts masters are one thing, but those other dead soldiers were all paid by the Great Xia. If you kill me too, then you are committing treason."
Ye Qiu, do you know what the crime of treason is? It's a serious crime that punishes the execution of nine generations of one's family.
Besides, the King of Zhongbei will not let you go either. Only if you let me live will everything change.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu frowned, his murderous intent intensifying.
There was indeed pressure from certain places, but it couldn't stop Ye Qiu from successfully destroying Wen.
"No matter what you say, you are doomed to die today."
Ye Qiu suddenly raised his hand.
"Wait a minute."
Just then, a figure swiftly swept into the arena.
The newcomer was dressed in green, wearing a black ghost mask, and carrying a blood-red longsword. He exuded an aura of evil.
Ye Qiu stared at the newcomer, his expression involuntarily becoming more serious as he sensed a hint of danger: "Who are you?"
"Many people like to call me Shura."
The visitor said calmly.
Asura?
Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, having never heard of this person before.
But Wen Chenggong on the ground was overjoyed.
"You...you are the second-ranked Shura on the Great Xia Grandmaster Ranking? I often hear the King of Zhongbei mention you. He said you are the most mysterious one on the Grandmaster Ranking, and that even the number one might not be your match."
Wen Chenggong said excitedly.
"You flatter me."
Shura responded with two words.
These two words of response made Wen Chenggong even more excited: "Lord Shura, it must be Lord Zhongbei who asked you to come and support me, right? Quickly, kill this little beast Ye Qiu."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu glared at Shura, his killing intent palpable.
Shura didn't look at Ye Qiu, but looked down at Wen Chenggong and said indifferently, "I think you've misunderstood. The King of Zhongbei is not qualified to ask me for help, and I'm not here to help you."
My purpose in coming here is exactly the opposite; I've come to kill you, you corrupt official.
"ah?"
Wen Chenggong was stunned.
Ye Qiu was also slightly taken aback!
Shura glanced at Ye Qiu: "Don't misunderstand, I'm not helping you. I want to kill Wen Chenggong because he messed with someone he shouldn't have a few years ago..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shura suddenly made his move.
Sizzle!
With a swift movement, Shura severed Wen Chenggong's head.
But this was not the end. Shura quickly unleashed four more strikes, severing Wen Chenggong's limbs.
Blood stained the ground, Wen Chenggong died a tragic death, and the governor-general of that era met his end.
Seeing this, Ye Qiu was in a bad mood.
"Wen Chenggong is the person I want to kill."
Ye Qiu's voice was cold and clear.
Shura said calmly, "Although I didn't help you intentionally, I did help you indirectly. I'll take the blame for killing the governor. Shouldn't you be thanking me?"
"I should thank you properly, so I'll treat you to a punch."
Ye Qiu punched Shura.
"You brat, you're being unreasonable. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Shura raised his sword and slashed at Ye Qiu's fist, trying to force Ye Qiu back.
Ye Qiu was not afraid at all, his fists pressed forward relentlessly, his true energy surging.
With a clang, Ye Qiu's fist collided directly with Shura's blade.
In an instant, Shura was struck as if by lightning. His entire arm was in excruciating pain. Not only did he almost drop his sword, but he was also thrown back wildly, only managing to regain his footing after retreating more than ten meters.
"How...how can your internal energy be so terrifying?"
Shura's eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
"One more punch."
Ye Qiu made a move.
"I'm busy, I can't play with you."
Shura turned and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Ye Qiu sensed that this inexplicably appearing Shura must be up to something and wanted to pursue and interrogate him, but Zhao Churan stopped him.
“Brother Ye Qiu, no matter what, this person really helped us. As long as Wen Chenggong is dead, my family’s great revenge will be avenged, and most of my anger will dissipate. As for who killed Wen Chenggong, it doesn’t matter. I have seen Brother Ye Qiu’s sincerity.”
Zhao Churan said softly.
"I originally wanted to kill Wen Chenggong myself, but he beat me to it, which was a bit frustrating. But at least I managed to drive him away, so I feel a bit better now," Ye Qiu said with a smile.
Pfft.
Zhao Churan couldn't help but laugh and said, "You seem quite cold, but sometimes you can be really childish."
Seeing Zhao Churan's smile, Ye Qiu felt a little relieved.
He was afraid that Zhao Churan would become depressed and despondent because of her family situation, but now it seems that the situation is not so bad.
Zhao Churan looked up at Ye Qiu and suddenly asked, "Brother Ye Qiu, do you think I'll be crushed by this? Don't worry, I'm very strong. As long as you're here, I can get through this."
"The calamity of the Zhao family was caused by me, causing you to lose your loved ones. It's not enough for me to just help you avenge them; I also want to give you back a loved one, because I am not your family after all."
Ye Qiu said softly.
"Huh? What...what do you mean?" Zhao Churan was completely confused. "My closest relatives are all dead. Can people come back to life? Besides, in my heart, you are just as important as my closest relatives."
"I'm telling you I want to give you a close relative so you can have a child. Are you willing?"
Ye Qiu stared intently at Zhao Churan.
Zhao Churan's delicate body trembled, her pretty face flushed, and her expression was full of disbelief: "Brother Ye Qiu, you... how could you..."
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