Chapter 47 Ten Thousand Taels...
Chapter Forty-Seven: One Hundred Thousand Taels
The person standing on the artificial hill was Ling Hao; she had followed Xiao Shiyilang's trail. However, the Shen family estate was quite large, and she wandered around it several times. In doing so, she also learned some things about the Shen family.
The Shen family's garden was quite large, indicating its former glory. However, it seems that after the passing of Old Madam Shen's son and daughter-in-law, and the inability of her granddaughter to live up to the family name "Golden Needle Shen," the Shen family declined. Some of the more remote areas clearly show signs of disrepair, having lost their former splendor, and the Shen family also had very few servants.
However, Ling Hao had no other thoughts; she was single-mindedly focused on finding Xiao Shiyilang. After all, that was 100,000 taels of silver! Her 100,000 taels were beckoning her; she absolutely couldn't afford to lose them. So she searched and searched, and finally found Xiao Shiyilang.
This was because a fight had broken out over there, and Linghao heard the noise and came over. But as soon as she stopped to see the two people fighting, she heard the rather thin, short man ask her if she was going to just watch without intervening.
Ling Hao was stunned. "No, we don't know each other. You're making it sound like we have some kind of connection." But she didn't care about the man; instead, she turned her gaze to Xiao Shiyi Lang. "Xiao Shiyi Lang, we meet again."
As she spoke, she drew her sword.
Xiao Shiyilang had been worried that the newcomer might be an accomplice of the enemy, but upon seeing that it was Ling Hao, he knew she definitely wasn't. However, he felt helpless. "Miss Ling, we have no past grudges or present animosity. Why can't you spare me? Look, I've shaved my head; that's already a hardship, isn't it?"
“There is indeed no past grudge or present enmity between us,” Ling Hao said, pointing his sword at Xiao Shiyi Lang, “but the fifth young lady of the Zhu family has issued a bounty on your head, and you are now worth 100,000 taels of silver.”
One hundred thousand taels? Xiao Shiyilang gave a bitter smile. "This is the first time I've felt so valuable."
"So, I'm sorry." Ling Hao said, his sword already drawn, followed by himself.
However, the sword wasn't aimed at Xiao Shiyilang, but at someone else. Ling Hao's attack was cold and ruthless, even more decisive than when she attacked Xiao Shiyilang.
Xiao Shiyilang, standing to the side, felt lucky for his past self. If he had faced a sword technique like that before, he would probably have been even more unlucky.
"Didn't you want Xiao Shiyilang? Why are you hitting me?" The man's folding fan fluttered, but he no longer had the ease he had when fighting Xiao Shiyilang. Instead, he looked somewhat disheveled. "I didn't offend you."
“You do not have it, but you are the young master.” Ling Hao drew his sword like lightning. “You are the disciple of the Marquis of Xiaoyao.”
"The Carefree Marquis?" Xiao Shiyilang exclaimed in surprise.
The young master was also very surprised. "How did you know?" she wondered to herself. Could it be that she had been betrayed? After she got away, she would definitely find out who that person was, and then cut off all four of their limbs and put them in a jar to be turned into a human pig.
Those who offend her are neither alive nor dead; only a fate worse than death can lessen the hatred in her heart.
Ling Hao stopped talking to the young master and focused on winning her over. She had originally come for Xiao Shiyilang, but unexpectedly ran into the young master. Now that they were together, Ling Hao wouldn't miss this golden opportunity to win her over.
She did indeed like the 100,000 taels, but the young master was more important than that. If some people need a reason to kill, then the young master doesn't need one. Aside from the tasks given to her by the Marquis of Xiaoyao, she kills only according to her own whims.
When she's happy, she kills; when she's unhappy, she kills; when she's bored, she kills; when she finds something amusing, she kills too. The young master can kill with a flick of her wrist; those who die at her hands include江湖人士 (jianghu figures) and ordinary people. She doesn't care who her victim is; she only cares whether she wants to kill.
Linghao knew she had to capture this person. If she let her go, who knew how many more people would die at her hands? Thinking this, Linghao's sword moved even faster.
The young master hadn't expected Ling Hao's sword to be so fast, and she could only barely hold on. "Look, Xiao Shiyilang is escaping." Although she was trying to distract him when she said this, Xiao Shiyilang had indeed run away.
Xiao Shiyilang was naturally pleased that Ling Hao's target wasn't him, but that didn't stop him from taking the opportunity to escape. He knew very well that once that young master was defeated, it would be his turn. Feng Siniang was still waiting for him; he absolutely couldn't be captured.
Ling Hao remained unmoved by the young master's words and Xiao Shiyilang's escape. She had already made up her mind, and she wouldn't change it now.
"Didn't you want to catch him? Now he's escaped, and you're not going... Ah, damn it!" The young master's arm was slashed by a sword, and she was filled with resentment. "No one can hurt me except my master. I'll fight you to the death." She seemed to be about to fight to the death, but in reality, it was all a feint. She turned around and was about to run away.
The young master had already realized that she was no match for Ling Hao. If things continued like this, she would definitely be captured, so the most important thing now was to escape.
However, Ling Hao was not fooled by her; his sword continued its relentless advance, unstoppable.
On the other side, Xiao Shiyilang circled around twice before finally reaching the storeroom. "Fourth Sister, let's hurry! Linghao is catching up! She..." He stopped in his tracks because he saw another familiar face in the storeroom.
Gongzi Mingyue held the dagger tightly against Feng Siniang's neck. "Xiao Shiyilang, you'd better surrender obediently, or I'll kill her." As he spoke, he tightened his grip, and a bloody gash immediately appeared on Feng Siniang's neck.
"No!" Xiao Shiyilang called out. He could tell that Ling Hao and the man in front of him were completely different people.
If Ling Hao is of the nature of the Great Way, and would never harm the innocent indiscriminately, then the person before him is someone who lurks in the shadows. As long as he can achieve his goal, he will not hesitate to kill some people, especially those who are unrelated to him; he cares nothing for them.
Xiao Shiyilang certainly didn't want to be controlled. If it were before, he would have pretended not to care about Feng Siniang at all, and then found a suitable opportunity to rescue her. But he had a very bad feeling about the man opposite him. He felt that if he said he didn't care about Feng Siniang and that the other party could do whatever he wanted, he would definitely kill Feng Siniang without hesitation.
It was precisely because he saw through this that Xiao Shiyilang was so anxious. "I..." He was about to speak when he felt everything in front of him spinning, and his vision seemed to go black for a moment. The next moment, he seemed to fall to the ground. But this feeling was very elusive; he felt as if he were enveloped in chaos, unable to perceive anything.
Oh no, he's been infected.
A note from the author:
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At this moment, Lord Shenbi was still on his way with his men.
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