[Martial Arts Fantasy] Laughing and Embracing Beauties of the Three Realms (Complete) - 26

Chapter 80: Zhang Xiaoyu's Shocking Entrance

He slowly untied a burlap bundle from his back, opened it, took out an oilcloth document bag, and then pulled out a letter from it, saying, "This is Ma Dayuan's last letter. Dayuan's great-grandfather, grandfather, and father were all members of the Beggars' Sect for generations, either elders or eight-bag disciples. I have watched Dayuan grow up from childhood, and I recognize his handwriting very clearly. The words on this envelope are indeed written by Dayuan. When Madam Ma handed the letter to me, the sealing wax on the letter was still intact, and no one had touched it. I was also worried about delaying important matters, so I opened it immediately without waiting to meet with the elders. When I opened the letter, Brother Shan, the Iron-Faced Judge of Taihang Mountain, was also present, which can serve as proof." Shan Zheng said, "That's right. At that time, I was a guest at Elder Xu's residence in Zhengzhou and personally saw him open this letter." Quan Guanqing, who had not had a chance to speak until now, immediately said, "I believe Elder Xu..." "I would never do such a despicable thing!" Qiao Feng glanced at Quan Guanqing, cupped his hands to Elder Xu, and said, "I also believe Elder Xu!" Elder Xu sighed, opened the envelope, took out a piece of paper, and said, "When I saw this letter, I was slightly surprised to see that the handwriting was strong and vigorous, not written by Da Yuan. I was even more surprised to see that the recipient was addressed to 'Brother Jianran'. As everyone knows, 'Jianran' was the nickname of our former leader, Wang. Only someone who was close to him would address him like that. And since Leader Wang has been dead for a long time, why would someone write to him? I didn't look at what was written on the paper, but looked at the signature at the end of the letter. When I saw it, I was even more surprised. At that time, I couldn't help but exclaim, 'Oh, it's him!' Brother Shan was curious and leaned over to take a look, and also exclaimed in surprise, 'Oh! It's him!'" Shan Zheng nodded, indicating that he had indeed said that at the time.

Zhao Qiansun interjected, "Brother Shan, that's where you're wrong. These are confidential letters from the Beggars' Sect. You're not even a first or second-class disciple of the Beggars' Sect. You're not even a low-level beggar. How could you possibly spy on other people's private affairs?" Despite his seemingly madness, his words were actually quite reasonable. Shan Zheng's old face flushed slightly as he said, "I only glanced at the signature at the end of the letter; I didn't read the text inside." Zhao Qiansun said, "Stealing a thousand taels of gold makes you a thief, but stealing a single coin is still stealing. It's just a matter of how much money is involved and how big or small the thief is. A big thief is a thief, and a petty thief is also a thief. But peeking at someone else's letter makes you no gentleman, and if you're no gentleman, you're a petty person. And if you're a petty person, you're a despicable scoundrel, and you should be killed!" Shan Zheng waved to his five sons, signaling them not to act rashly and to let him spout nonsense. He was still angry, but also quite surprised: "This person always finds fault with me the moment we meet. Could it be that we have an old grudge? There aren't many people in the martial world who don't take the Shan family of Mount Tai seriously. Who exactly is this person?" "How come I can't remember at all?" Everyone hoped that Elder Xu would reveal the name of the person who signed the letter, wanting to know who this person was and why they and Shan Zheng were so surprised. However, Zhao Qiansun kept pestering and causing trouble, and many people glared at him angrily. Suddenly, Granny Tan said, "What are you looking at? My senior brother's words are not wrong at all." Hearing Granny Tan speak up for him, Zhao Qiansun was overjoyed and said, "Look, even Xiao Juan says so, so how could she be wrong? Xiao Juan's words and actions are never wrong." Suddenly, a voice that sounded exactly like his said, "Yes, Xiao Juan's words and actions are never wrong. She married Master Tan and not you, which was not a mistake at all." The speaker was A Zhu. She was furious that Zhao Qiansun had slandered Young Master Murong, so she kept opposing him.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiansun was both amused and exasperated. A'Zhu was using his own weapon against him, employing the Murong clan's signature tactic: "An eye for an eye." At that moment, two grateful, friendly glances shot towards A'Zhu from the left and right, one from Tan Gong and the other from Shan Zheng.

Just then, a figure flashed, and Granny Tan was already in front of A'Zhu, raising her hand to slap her right cheek, shouting, "Whether I married the wrong person or not is none of your business, you brat!" The attack was incredibly fast; A'Zhu tried to dodge, but it was too late, and no one else could help. With just a soft slap, five purplish-blue finger marks appeared on A'Zhu's fair and delicate cheek.

Zhao Qiansun laughed and said, "Let me teach you a lesson, you brat! Who taught you to be so talkative!" But their hopes were dashed. A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Azhu, easily blocking Tan Po's way. He grabbed her hand and casually tossed her aside. Tan Po flew dozens of meters into the air, scaring her so much that she screamed. Zhao Qiansun and Tan Gong were both taken aback and rushed over, managing to catch Tan Po as she fell. However, the impact was too great, and all three of them fell into a heap.

"He was just next to Chief Qiao, and he came over in an instant. This is practically the long-lost 'shifting position' technique of the martial arts world! And the way he easily threw Granny Tan twenty feet into the air—such divine power can only be achieved by cultivating the Western Regions' divine skill, the 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Skill,' to the tenth level, possessing the power of ten dragons and ten elephants." Zhang Xiaoyu's simple move immediately astonished everyone present. Although Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want to stop this from happening—after all, he wasn't a firefighter; he and Qiao Feng could kill everyone with their martial arts, but they couldn't stop things from escalating—he had already made up his mind. He immediately shouted, "The Beggars' Sect's affairs are my brothers' affairs, and I won't interfere. But if anyone dares to touch my woman, I will make them bleed on the spot!" After saying that, his fingers began to glow, the light growing brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire forest! The temperature in the surrounding air rose rapidly, and the humid air evaporated into white vapor under the high temperature. Then, the light transformed into a shooting star, shooting a hundred meters away—a transparent, meter-long fire meteor burning the air and boiling the water vapor. With a sharp "whoosh!" that tore through the air, it shot forward. This sword energy was formed by Zhang Xiaoyu using eighty percent of his true energy, and the power contained within it was absolutely astonishing. After shooting over a hundred meters, it had expanded to an astonishing length of tens of meters. When the expansion reached this astonishing length, the momentum of the fiery meteor that had been impacting for nearly a hundred meters finally weakened. At this moment, the true yang energy that made up the fiery sword energy, no longer restrained by Zhang Xiaoyu, could no longer maintain its shape, and thus exploded and shattered with a loud bang.

Zhang Xiaoyu's eighty percent true energy was no joke. In the violent explosion, several large rocks a hundred meters away were instantly shattered into pieces, leaving them mangled beyond recognition. A shallow crater, over a meter deep and seven or eight meters in diameter, was blasted into the solid ground. Countless fragments of mud and rocks, carrying immense force, were scattered everywhere by the surging shockwave, crashing against nearby trees with a "crackling" sound. Several unfortunate people were even left with torn flesh.

A collective gasp rang out as everyone stared at Zhang Xiaoyu with eyes that looked at a ghost. Was this human power?

Qiao Feng was also astonished, thinking, "It seems my second brother didn't use his true strength when he fought me earlier. Putting aside everything else, his innate internal energy is truly unparalleled; I am far inferior to him." Zhang Xiaoyu secretly regulated his breathing; the previous attack had consumed too much energy.

Tan Gong and Tan Po were initially furious and wanted revenge, but upon seeing this scene, they gasped in shock and looked at him with fear, not daring to say anything more. For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Elder Xu suppressed his shock and said in a low voice, "Brothers, I cannot reveal who wrote this letter at this moment. I have been a member of the Beggars' Clan for over seventy years, and for the last thirty years I have retired to the mountains, no longer venturing into the martial world, avoiding conflict and making enemies. I have little time left in this world, with neither children nor disciples, and I have no selfish motives whatsoever. I will say a few words; will you believe me or not?" The beggars all replied, "Who wouldn't believe Elder Xu's words?" Elder Xu Zhao Qiansun asked Qiao Feng, "What does the Chief think?" Qiao Feng replied, "I have always respected Elder Xu, as you know." Elder Xu said, "After reading this letter, I pondered it for a long time, but I still have doubts and doubts. Fearing there might be some mistake, I immediately handed the letter to Brother Shan for review. Brother Shan and the writer have always been on good terms, and he recognizes the handwriting. This matter is of great importance, and I need Brother Shan to verify the authenticity of this letter." Shan Zheng glared at Zhao Qiansun, as if to say, "What do you have to say now?" Zhao Qiansun said, "Elder Xu gave it to you, so of course you can look at it, but the first time you look at it, you are peeking. It's like someone who used to be a thief, but later became rich and stopped being a thief. Even though he is a rich man, he can't wash away his former thieving ways." Elder Xu ignored Zhao Qiansun's interruption and said, "Brother Shan, please tell everyone whether this letter is genuine or fake." Shan Zheng said, "I have known the person who wrote the letter for many years, and I have many of his letters at home. I immediately went to my home with Elder Xu and Madam Ma to check the old letters and compare them. The handwriting is indeed the same, and even the letter paper and envelope are the same. So it is undoubtedly genuine." Elder Xu said, "I have lived a few more years and I am very careful in everything I do. Moreover, this matter involves the rise and fall of our gang and the reputation and life of a hero. How can I act rashly?" When everyone heard him say this, they couldn't help but look at Qiao Feng, knowing that the "hero" he was referring to was Qiao Feng. No one dared to meet his gaze; the moment he turned his head, they immediately lowered their eyes.

Elder Xu continued, "I learned that the Tan couple from Taihang Mountain had a connection with the letter writer, so I went to Chongxiao Cave to consult them. Mr. and Mrs. Tan explained the whole story to me in detail. Alas, I truly cannot bear to tell you the whole story; it is pitiful, regrettable, and lamentable!" Only then did everyone understand that Elder Xu had invited the Tan couple and Shan Zheng to the Beggars' Sect to testify.

Elder Xu continued, "Granny Tan said that she has a senior brother who witnessed this matter firsthand. If you ask him to tell you in person, you'll know the truth. This senior brother is Mr. Zhao Qiansun. This gentleman's temperament is slightly different from others, and he won't come easily. Fortunately, Granny Tan has a lot of influence. She sent a letter, and this gentleman came as soon as he was summoned..." Suddenly, Tan Gong's face turned angry. He said to Granny Tan, "What? Did you go and call him? Why didn't you tell me beforehand? Why did you keep it from me?" Granny Tan angrily said, "What do you mean by keeping it from you? I wrote a letter and asked Elder Xu to send someone to deliver it. It was an open and aboveboard matter. It's just that you're jealous, and I was afraid you'd nag, so I preferred not to tell you." Tan Gong said, "Acting against your husband's wishes and not being a wife is unacceptable!" Granny Tan didn't say anything more and slapped her husband across the face with a loud thud.

Tan Gong's martial arts skills were clearly far superior to Tan Po's, but when his wife struck him, he neither parried nor dodged, taking the blow without moving an inch. Then, he took out a small box from his bosom, dipped his hand in some ointment, and applied it to his face, instantly fading the bruises. One struck quickly, the other healed quickly; in this way, both their anger dissipated. The onlookers couldn't help but laugh.

Then Zhao Qiansun sighed deeply, his voice filled with sorrow and resentment, saying, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is. Alas, if only I had known this earlier, I would have regretted it. Taking a few blows from her wouldn't have been so difficult!" His voice was filled with regret.

Granny Tan said softly, "Before, when you slapped me, you always insisted on retaliating, never giving an inch." Zhao Qiansun stood there dumbfounded, lost in thought, recalling their past. This junior sister had a fiery temper and was prone to tantrums, often hitting people for no reason. He was always resentful of being hit for no reason, and arguments often broke out because of it. A happy marriage was ultimately ruined. Now, seeing Granny Tan's submissive attitude and her refusal to fight back, he suddenly realized the truth. He was filled with remorse and grief. For years, he had blamed himself, always thinking that his junior sister's change of heart must have had a major reason, not knowing that she simply had the advantage of "not fighting back." "Alas, at that moment I begged her to slap me a few more times, but she refused." Elder Xu said, "Mr. Zhao Qiansun, please say in public whether what is written in this letter is true." Zhao Qiansun muttered to himself, "What a fool I am, why didn't I think of that back then? Learning martial arts is for fighting enemies, for fighting evil people, for fighting despicable villains, how can I use it on my beloved, my sweetheart? Fighting is affection, scolding is love, what's the big deal about getting a few slaps?" Everyone found it both funny and pitiful for his infatuation. The Beggars' Clan was facing a major decision, yet he was so incoherent. Elder Xu had asked him to come all this way to testify on an important matter, and seeing that this man was so delirious and confused, no one knew how much of what he said was believable.

Elder Xu asked again, "Mr. Zhao Qiansun, we invited you here to ask you to tell us about the matter in the letter." Zhao Qiansun replied, "That's right, that's right. Hmm, you asked me about the matter in the letter. Although the letter is short, it is full of meaning. 'Forty years ago, we were classmates, studying together and practicing martial arts. The scene is still vivid in my mind. Thinking of you in the wind, I imagine that although my senior brother's hair is gray, his demeanor and smile are still as they were in the past.'" Elder Xu was asking him about Ma Dayuan's last letter, but he recited Granny Tan's letter.

Elder Xu, at a loss, said to Granny Tan, "Madam Tan, why don't you let him speak?" Unexpectedly, Granny Tan was moved when she heard Zhao Qiansun recite her ordinary letter so fluently, as if he had read it over and over in his dreams countless times. She said softly, "Brother, tell me about what happened back then." Zhao Qiansun said, "I remember everything clearly. You had two braids tied with red ribbons. That day, Master taught us the 'Stealing the Dragon and Switching the Phoenix' trick..." Granny Tan slowly shook her head and said, "Brother, don't talk about our past. Elder Xu asked you about the bloody battle outside Yanmen Pass, in front of the Chaotic Stone Valley. You participated in it personally. Tell everyone what it was like." Zhao Qiansun trembled and said, "Outside Yanmen Pass, in front of the Chaotic Stone Valley... I... I..." Suddenly, his face changed drastically. He turned around and ran towards a deserted spot in the southwest corner with incredible speed.

Seeing that he was about to disappear into the apricot grove and could no longer catch up, everyone shouted in unison, "Hey! Don't go, don't go, come back, come back!" Zhao Qiansun paid no heed and only ran faster.

Suddenly, a voice rang out, "Senior brother, your temples are already frosted, and your handsome appearance is not what it used to be." Zhao Qiansun stopped abruptly and turned around to ask, "Who said that?" The voice said, "If that weren't the case, why would you feel ashamed and run away when you see Master Tan?" Everyone looked at the speaker and saw that it was Quan Guanqing.

Zhao Qiansun angrily said, "Who feels ashamed? He only knows a skill called 'not fighting back when hit,' what makes him better than me?" Suddenly, an old voice was heard from the other side of the apricot grove, saying, "Being able to not fight back when hit, that is the best skill in the world, how easy is it?" The bamboo stick, still powerful from being thrown, was stuck straight in the mud. The beggars gasped in unison. The rising sun cast golden rays through the apricot tree branches, illuminating the Dog-Beating Stick with a glossy green sheen.

Turning around, they saw an old monk emerge from behind the apricot tree, dressed in a grey robe. He was square-faced, with large ears, and possessed a dignified appearance. Elder Xu exclaimed, "Master Zhiguang of Tiantai Mountain has arrived! More than thirty years have passed, yet you remain as vigorous as ever!" The name of Monk Zhiguang was not widely known in the martial arts world; the younger generation of the Beggars' Clan were unaware of his origins. However, Qiao Feng, the Sixth Elder, and others stood respectfully, knowing that he had once made a great vow, crossing oceans to distant lands to collect bark from exotic trees, curing countless people in Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong afflicted by miasma. He had suffered two major illnesses as a result, losing all his martial arts skills, but his benevolence towards the people was immeasurable. Everyone approached and bowed in respect.

Master Zhiguang smiled at Zhao Qiansun and said, "If your martial arts are inferior to your opponent's, it is already difficult enough not to fight back when you are hit. If your martial arts are superior to your opponent's, it is even more difficult to not fight back when you are hit." Zhao Qiansun lowered his head and pondered, as if he had understood something.

Elder Xu said, "Master Zhiguang's virtue and benevolence are widespread, and everyone respects him. However, for the past ten years or so, he has long since withdrawn from the affairs of the martial world. Today, his presence is truly a blessing for the Beggars' Sect. I am deeply grateful." Zhiguang said, "Elder Xu of the Beggars' Sect and Judge Shan of Taihang Mountain jointly sent a letter of invitation, how could this old monk dare not come? Tiantai Mountain is not far from Wuxi, and the two also said in their letter that this matter concerns the fate of all people, so I should naturally obey the invitation." Qiao Feng thought to himself, "So you were also invited by Elder Xu and Judge Shan." He then thought, "I have long heard that Master Zhiguang is highly respected and would never participate in any conspiracy to harm me. His arrival is truly a good thing." Zhao Qiansun suddenly said, "The great battle in front of the Chaotic Stone Valley outside Yanmen Pass was also fought by Monk Zhiguang. You tell us about it." Upon hearing the words "in front of the Chaotic Stone Valley outside Yanmen Pass," a strange expression flashed across Zhiguang's face. He seemed to be excited, fearful, and utterly devastated, before finally showing compassion and pity. He sighed, "The sins of killing are too heavy, the sins of killing are too heavy! It is shameful to speak of this matter. Fellow benefactors, the battle in Chaotic Stone Valley happened thirty years ago. Why bring it up again today?" Elder Xu said, "It is because a major upheaval has occurred in our sect at this moment, and there is a letter concerning this matter." As he spoke, he handed over the letter.

Zhiguang read the letter once, then read it again from beginning to end, and shook his head, saying, "It's better to resolve enmity than to create it. Why bring up old matters again? In my opinion, destroy this letter and erase all traces, and that will be the end of it." Elder Xu said, "Our deputy leader died tragically. If we don't investigate, not only will Deputy Leader Ma's injustice remain unaddressed, but our gang will also be in danger of collapsing." Master Zhiguang nodded and said, "That's true, that's true." He looked up and saw a crescent moon hanging obliquely in the sky, its cold, clear light spilling onto the tips of the apricot trees.

Zhiguang glanced at Zhao Qiansun and said, "Alright, there's no need to hide the mistakes I made in the past. Just tell the truth." Zhao Qiansun said, "We did it for the country and the people, so we can't say we made mistakes." Zhiguang shook his head and said, "If you made a mistake, you made a mistake. Why deceive yourself?" He turned to the crowd and said, "Thirty years ago, the heroes of the Central Plains received news that a large number of warriors from the Khitan Kingdom were going to attack Shaolin Temple and try to seize the martial arts manuals that had been hidden in the temple for hundreds of years..." Then, just like in the original story, Zhiguang recounted the events that had happened thirty years ago.

Qiao Feng, having gleaned some clues from Zhi Guang's earlier words, asked in a trembling voice, "Master Zhi Guang, that...that farmer at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, what...what is his surname?" Zhi Guang replied, "Since you've already guessed, I don't need to hide it. The farmer's surname is Qiao, and his name is Sanhuai." Qiao Feng shouted, "No, no! You're talking nonsense, fabricating this gibberish to frame me. I am a Han Chinese, how could I be a Khitan barbarian? I...I...Sanhuai Gong is my own father, if you keep talking nonsense..." Suddenly, he spread his arms and rushed in front of Zhi Guang, grabbing his chest with his left hand.

Elder Xu was shocked at the sight and hurriedly said, "Chief Qiao, Master Zhiguang is revered by everyone in the martial world. You must not harm him." Qiao Feng's blood boiled, and he shouted, "Indeed, I also admire Master Zhiguang's character! But you...you...want to remove me from my position as chief? Fine, I'll relinquish it willingly. Why fabricate these words to slander me? What...what wrong have I done that you are so relentlessly pressuring me?" His voice was hoarse as he spoke these last few sentences, and everyone who heard them felt a pang of sympathy.

But hearing the faint cracking of Master Zhiguang's bones, they knew his life hung by a thread, the difference between life and death resting on Qiao Feng's decision. Apart from that, only the wind rustling the treetops and the chirping of insects in the grass filled the air; everyone breathed heavily, and no one dared to utter a sound.

After a long while, Zhao Qiansun suddenly chuckled coldly and said, "How laughable! Han people are not necessarily superior, and Khitans are not necessarily worse than pigs and dogs! Clearly a Khitan, yet insisting on pretending to be Han, what kind of feeling is that? Refusing to acknowledge even one's own parents, what kind of man or hero are you?" Qiao Feng opened his eyes wide, staring fiercely at him, and asked, "You also say I am a Khitan?" Zhao Qiansun said, "I don't know. But that day outside Yanmen Pass, the Khitan warrior's appearance and physique were exactly like yours. That fight terrified me, Zhao Qiansun, to the point of utter panic and fear. I will never forget that enemy's face, even a hundred years later. I also personally witnessed Master Zhiguang holding that Khitan infant. I, Zhao Qiansun, am a walking corpse; besides Xiao Juan, I have no one else to care about, no one else to worry about. Will you become the leader of the Beggars' Sect?" "What does this have to do with me? Why would I frame you? What good would it do me to admit I participated in the murder of your parents? Chief Qiao, my martial arts are far inferior to yours. If I didn't want to live, wouldn't I at least commit suicide?" Qiao Feng looked at Zhi Guang, seeing his calm expression, without a trace of pretense or cunning, and asked, "What happened next?" Zhi Guang said, "You know the rest yourself. When you were seven years old, you were picking chestnuts in Shaoshi Mountain when you encountered a wild wolf. A Shaolin monk rescued you, killed the wolf, and treated your wounds. From then on, he came to teach you martial arts every day, didn't he?" Qiao Feng said, "Yes! So you know about this too." When the Shaolin monk Master Xuanku taught him martial arts, he told him never to tell anyone. Therefore, the martial arts world only knew that he was the direct disciple of Chief Wang of the Beggars' Sect, and no one knew that he had a very deep connection with the Shaolin Temple.

Zhiguang said, "This Shaolin monk was entrusted by our leader to teach you from a young age, so that you wouldn't go astray. Because of this, our leader, Chief Wang, and I had a dispute. I said you should focus on farming peacefully and not learn anything, lest you get involved in the feuds of the martial world again. Our leader, however, said we've wronged your parents and must raise you to be a hero." Qiao Feng said, "You...how exactly have you wronged him? Han and Khitan are fighting each other, what is there to be ashamed of?" Zhiguang said, "The inscription on the stone wall outside Yanmen Pass is still there; you can see it for yourself someday. Since our leader has this idea, and Chief Wang also agrees..." I couldn't go against their wishes. When you turned sixteen, you met Chief Wang, who took you as his disciple. After that, many opportunities arose. You yourself are exceptionally talented and strive diligently, which is certainly beyond the reach of ordinary people. But if it weren't for the constant favor of the leader and Chief Wang, it probably wouldn't have been so easy.

Chapter 81: Resolving the Incident.

Qiao Feng lowered his head in thought. Throughout his life, he had always escaped danger and never suffered any major losses. Many good opportunities had often come to him unbidden. He used to think he was just blessed with good fortune and luck. Now, hearing Zhi Guang's words, he wondered if it was truly because some powerful figure was secretly supporting him without his knowledge. He was utterly bewildered: "If Zhiguang's method is true, then I am a Khitan, not a Han. Chief Wang is not my mentor, but my father's killer. The hero who secretly helped me wasn't truly helping me out of kindness, but merely feeling guilty and trying to atone for his sins. No! No! The Khitans are cruel and tyrannical, the mortal enemies of the Han people. How can I become a Khitan?" Zhiguang continued, "Chief Wang was initially very wary of you, but later, seeing your rapid progress in martial arts, your generosity and chivalry, your kindness and respect for others, and how you always pleased him, he gradually came to genuinely like you. Later, as your merits increased and your fame grew, the entire Beggars' Sect submitted to you, and you became an outsider..." Everyone knows that you are the only one destined to become the future leader of the Beggars' Sect. However, Chief Wang was always undecided. Because you are a Khitan, he tested you with three great challenges, which you accomplished one by one. But he still waited until you had achieved seven great merits before he bestowed the Dog-Beating Staff upon you. At the Mount Tai Assembly that year, you defeated nine of the Beggars' Sect's strongest enemies, making the Beggars' Sect famous throughout the world. At that time, he had no room for hesitation and finally appointed you as the leader of the Beggars' Sect. As far as I know, in the hundreds of years of the Beggars' Sect, there has never been a second leader whose position was obtained with such difficulty as yours.” Qiao Feng lowered his head and said, “I thought that my master, Chief Wang, was intentionally training me to experience more hardships so that I could shoulder great responsibilities, but it turns out… it turns out…” By this time, he was already seventy or eighty percent convinced.

Zhiguang said, "That's all I know. After you became the leader of the Beggars' Sect, I heard rumors in the martial arts world that you were chivalrous, brought benefits to the people, and were fair in your dealings. You've managed to make the Beggars' Sect very prosperous, and I'm naturally pleased for you. I've also heard that you've thwarted the Khitans' schemes several times and killed several Khitan heroes. So our previous concern about 'raising a tiger to cause trouble' has become unfounded. This matter could have been left unmentioned forever, but I don't know who leaked it. This is not necessarily good for the Beggars' Sect or Leader Qiao himself." He sighed deeply, his face filled with pity.

Elder Xu said, "Many thanks to Master Zhiguang for recounting the past, making everyone feel as if they were there. This letter..." He waved the letter in his hand and continued, "It was written by that leading hero to Chief Wang. In the letter, he strongly advised Chief Wang not to pass on the position of chief to Chief Qiao. Chief Qiao, you might as well take a look at it yourself." As he spoke, he handed over the letter.

Zhiguang said, "Let me see if it is really the original letter." He took the letter in his hand, read it once, and said, "Not bad, it is indeed the leading hero's handwriting." As he spoke, he slightly tightened his left hand and tore off the last part of the letter, put it in his mouth, rolled it with his tongue, and swallowed it.

As Zhiguang tore the letter, he first took a few steps toward the fire, distancing himself from Qiao Feng. Then he brought the letter to his eyes, seemingly unable to see clearly due to insufficient light. He then tore the letter and put it in his mouth, leaving only an inch between the letter and his lips. Qiao Feng never expected that this highly respected old monk would use such a cunning trick. With a roar, he struck out with his left palm, hitting Qiao Feng's pressure point in mid-air. He immediately snatched the letter with his right hand, but he was a step too late; the signature at the end of the letter had already been swallowed. Qiao Feng struck again, releasing his pressure points, and roared, "You... what are you doing?" Zhi Guang smiled slightly and said, "Chief Qiao, now that you know your background, you must be determined to avenge your father's death. Chief Wang is already dead, so there's no need to discuss that. But I don't want you to know the name of this leader. I participated in the ambush of your father and mother back then, and I am willing to bear all the sins myself. Kill me or torture me, go ahead and do it." Seeing his lowered brows and compassionate and solemn expression, Qiao Feng, though filled with grief and indignation, couldn't help but feel a sense of respect and said, "Whether it's true or false, I don't know yet. Even if I wanted to kill you, there's no rush." As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Zhao Qiansun.

Zhao Qiansun shrugged, seemingly unconcerned, and said, "That's right, I'm in too. I'll take a share of this score. You can do it whenever you want." Tan Gong said loudly, "Chief Qiao, think things through before you act rashly. If you provoke a conflict between the Han and the Hu, all the heroes of the Central Plains will be your enemies." Although Zhao Qiansun was his rival in love, he spoke up to help him at this moment.

Qiao Feng was in turmoil, unsure how to reply. By the firelight, he read the letter, which read: "Brother Sword Beard: After several long talks, your intention to pass on your position remains unchanged. However, after much deliberation, I still firmly believe it is unwise. Qiao Jun possesses exceptional talent and has rendered great service. He is a man of unwavering courage and integrity, not only a distinguished figure within your sect, but also rarely matched among all martial artists in the land. With such talent, succeeding you as brother will undoubtedly enhance the Beggars' Sect's prestige." Reading this, Qiao Feng felt that this senior held him in high regard. Deeply grateful, he continued reading: "However, the bloody battle outside Yanmen Pass that day, the harrowing scene, has haunted me day and night. This child is not of our kind; his father and mother died at our hands. If this child does not know his origins in the future, all will be well; otherwise, not only will the Beggars' Sect be destroyed by him, but the martial arts world of the Central Plains will also suffer a great calamity. There are very few in this world whose talent, strategy, and martial arts can rival this child. The major affairs of your sect are not for outsiders to interfere with, but our friendship is extraordinary, and this matter involves too much; I urge you to think carefully." The signature below had been torn off by Zhiguang.

Seeing Qiao Feng standing there speechless after reading the letter, Elder Xu handed him another letter, saying, "This is Chief Wang's handwriting; you should recognize his style." Qiao Feng took it and read: "A message to Deputy Chief Ma, Transmission Elder, Enforcement Elder, and all other elders of the Beggars' Clan: If Qiao Feng does anything that is pro-Liao or anti-Han, or aids the Khitans while hating the Song Dynasty, the entire clan must immediately join forces to kill him without fail. Poisoning or assassination are both permissible, and those who carry out the act will be rewarded without punishment. Written by Wang Jiantong."

The date noted below was "the seventh day of the fifth month of the sixth year of the Yuanfeng era of the Great Song Dynasty." Qiao Feng remembered it clearly; that was the day he took over as Chief of the Beggars' Clan.

Qiao Feng recognized the words clearly; they were indeed the handwriting of his mentor, Wang Jiantong. This left no room for doubt about his origins. He thought of his mentor, who had always treated him like a loving father, strict yet deeply devoted. Who would have thought that on the very day he assumed the leadership of the Beggars' Sect, Wang Jiantong would secretly write this will? A pang of sorrow gripped his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes, dripping onto Wang Jiantong's handwritten edict.

Elder Xu slowly said, "Chief Qiao, please forgive our rudeness. Chief Wang's edict was originally known only to Deputy Chief Ma, who kept it carefully and never spoke of it to anyone. For the past few years, Chief Qiao has acted with integrity and has never colluded with the Liao to betray the Song, aided the Khitan, or harbored any hatred towards the Han people. Chief Wang's will was therefore unnecessary. It was only after Deputy Chief Ma's sudden and violent death that Ma's wife found this edict. Originally, everyone suspected that Deputy Chief Ma was murdered by the young master Murong of Suzhou. If Chief Qiao could avenge his brothers in the Yuan Dynasty, there would be no need to reveal his true identity. After much deliberation, for the sake of the greater good, I originally intended to destroy this letter and Chief Wang's secret edict, but..." "...But..." He paused, glancing at Madam Ma, and said, "Firstly, Madam Ma is deeply grieved by her husband's death and cannot allow the Yuan brothers to die unjustly at the bottom of the sea. Secondly, Chief Qiao's protection of the Hu people has endangered our sect..." Qiao Feng asked, "How can I protect the Hu people?" Elder Xu replied, "The name 'Murong' is a Hu surname. The Murong clan are descendants of the Xianbei, and like the Khitan, they are all Hu barbarians." Qiao Feng said, "Hmm, I see. I didn't know that." Elder Xu said, "Thirdly, many in the sect already know that the Chief is a Khitan. Disorder has already arisen, and concealing it is pointless." Qiao Feng sighed deeply, thinking to himself... The mystery that had been troubling Qiao Feng for half a day was finally solved. He turned to Quan Guanqing and said, "Quan Guanqing, you know I am a descendant of the Khitan, and that's why you rebelled against me, isn't that right?" Quan Guanqing replied, "That's right." Qiao Feng then asked, "The four elders, Song, Xi, Chen, and Wu, believed your words and wanted to kill me, was it for this reason?" Quan Guanqing said, "That's right. But they were hesitant and undecided, and when the time came, they became fearful." Qiao Feng asked, "How did you learn about my background?" Quan Guanqing replied, "This matter involves others, and I cannot tell you. You should know that secrets cannot be kept forever; no matter how secretive you are, the world will eventually know. The Law Enforcement Elder already knew." In an instant, Qiao Feng's mind... A torrent of thoughts surged within Qiao Feng. One moment he thought, "They're jealous and have fabricated all sorts of lies to frame me. Even though I'm alone and outnumbered, I must fight to the end and not yield." The next, he thought, "My master's edict is undoubtedly true. Master Zhiguang is highly respected and has done me no favors, so why would he resort to such a treacherous scheme? Elder Xu is a veteran and important figure in our sect; how could he possibly intend to overthrow us? Iron-Faced Judge Shan Zheng, Master Tan, and Granny Tan are all highly respected elders in the martial arts world. This Zhao Qiansun, though seemingly insane, is no ordinary person. Everyone is saying the same thing; how could it be false?" The beggars, hearing the words of Zhiguang, Elder Xu, and the others, were also deeply confused. Some had already heard he was a descendant of the Khitan and remained skeptical, while others only now knew. Seeing the irrefutable evidence, even Qiao Feng himself seemed to believe it. Qiao Feng was known for his kindness and loyalty to his subordinates, and his talent, virtue, and martial arts were admired by all. No one expected that he was a descendant of the Khitan. The hatred between the Liao and Song dynasties ran deep, and countless Beggars' Sect disciples had died at the hands of the Liao over the years. It was truly unbelievable that a Khitan would be the leader of the Beggars' Sect. However, no one could bring themselves to expel him from the sect. A hush fell over the Apricot Grove, broken only by the heavy breathing of everyone present.

Qiao Feng lowered his head in thought. Throughout his life, he had always escaped danger and suffered no major losses, while many opportunities had always come to him unbidden. He had always attributed his good fortune to his luck, but now, hearing Zhi Guang's words, he wondered if it was truly due to the secret support of some powerful figure, whom he had been completely unaware of. He was filled with confusion: "If Zhiguang's method is true, then I am a Khitan instead of a Han Chinese. Chief Wang is not my mentor, but my father's killer. The hero who secretly helped me was not truly helping me out of kindness, but merely feeling guilty and trying to atone for his sins. No! No! The Khitans are cruel and tyrannical, the mortal enemies of the Han Chinese. How can I become a Khitan?" At this moment, a hand patted his shoulder. Qiao Feng looked up and saw it was Zhang Xiaoyu. Zhang Xiaoyu did not speak, but his eyes had already conveyed his thoughts: regardless of whether Qiao Feng was a so-called Khitan or a Han Chinese, he was still his elder brother. Qiao Feng pondered for a moment and finally made a decision.

Qiao Feng took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a respectful bow to the crowd, and said, "The green hills remain unchanged, the green waters flow forever. My good brothers, since there are so many doubts about my identity, then I will relinquish my position as leader. Farewell. Whether I am Han or Khitan, I will never harm a Han person in my lifetime." Chapter 82: Charming Mother and Daughter. After speaking, Qiao Feng flicked his wrist and sent the Dog-Beating Stick flying towards them. Elder Xu reached out to catch it, but as soon as his right hand grasped the bamboo stick, he suddenly felt a jolt from his palm to his arm, and from his arm to his entire body, as if struck by lightning. He hurriedly released his grip, but the bamboo stick, still carrying the force of the throw, remained firmly planted in the mud. The beggars exclaimed in unison, looking at this important weapon of their gang, "seeing the stick is like seeing the gang leader," their hearts filled with countless thoughts.

As the sun rose, rays of golden light filtered through the apricot tree branches, illuminating the "Dog-Beating Stick" with its glossy green sheen.

"Chief, no!" "Chief, the Beggars' Sect can't do without you!" "Who cares if they're Khitan or Han? No one but you is qualified to be the Beggars' Sect Chief!" Just as the crowd of beggars was in an uproar, a clear, melodious female voice suddenly rang out: "Uncles and aunts, my late husband has unfortunately passed away. Who could have committed such a heinous act is difficult to say at this moment. But my late husband was honest and reliable, not given to words, and had no enemies in the martial world. I truly cannot fathom why anyone would want to take his life. However, as the saying goes, 'Hidden treasures invite thieves.' Could it be that my late husband possessed something important that someone coveted? Or perhaps they feared he would leak secrets and ruin their plans, and thus wanted to silence him?" The speaker was Madam Ma, the widow of Ma Dayuan. The meaning of these words was crystal clear: they pointed directly to Qiao Feng as the murderer of Ma Dayuan, and his motive was to cover up evidence that he was a Khitan.

Qiao Feng slowly turned his head, looking at the woman dressed entirely in white, delicate, pretty, and petite, and said, "You suspect that I killed Vice Chief Ma?" Madam Ma, who had been turning her back with her eyes on the ground, suddenly raised her head and looked at Qiao Feng. Her eyes were bright as jewels, sparkling in the darkness. Qiao Feng was slightly startled as she said, "I am an ignorant and uneducated woman. It is already wrong of me to show my face in public. How dare I falsely accuse someone? It is just that my late husband died unjustly. I beg you uncles and elders to remember our past friendship, investigate the truth, and avenge my late husband." As she spoke, she gracefully knelt down and kowtowed to Qiao Feng.

She didn't say a single word that Qiao Feng was the murderer, but every word pointed to him. Seeing her kneeling before him, Qiao Feng was furious, but unable to retaliate, he could only kneel back and return the gesture, saying, "Sister-in-law, please rise." Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly stepped forward and pulled Qiao Feng up, saying menacingly, "My second brother has already given up his position as the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Are you still not going to let him go? Let me tell you, I know all about your shady dealings. If you still insist on making trouble, don't blame me for revealing all those things on the spot and ruining your reputation!" Before Kang Min could reply, a young girl's voice suddenly came from the left side of Xinglin, "Madam Ma, I have a question in my mind. May I ask you a question?" Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw a girl in a light red dress, none other than A'Zhu.

Madam Ma asked, "What questions does the young lady have to ask me?" A'Zhu replied, "I dare not ask. I heard from you, Madam, that Senior Ma's will was sealed tightly with sealing wax, and when Elder Xu opened it, the wax seal was still intact. So, before Elder Xu opened it, no one else had seen the contents of the letter?" Madam Ma said, "That's right." A'Zhu said, "Then, apart from Senior Ma, no one else knew about the letter from that leading hero and Chief Wang's will. It's impossible to say that he concealed it, encouraged theft, or killed someone to cover it up." Everyone who heard this felt that this made a lot of sense.

Madam Ma said, "That young lady's suspicions are quite valid. At first, I had the same thought. But the night before I received the news of my late husband's death, someone suddenly broke into my house to steal." Everyone was shocked. Someone asked, "Theft? What was stolen? Was anyone hurt?" Madam Ma replied, "No one was hurt. The thief used cheap incense, which knocked me and my two maids unconscious. He ransacked the place and stole about ten taels of silver. The next day, I received the devastating news of my late husband's tragic death. How could I possibly care about the theft? Fortunately, my late husband's family hid this will in a very secret place, preventing the thief from finding and destroying it!" These words couldn't be clearer. They clearly implied that Xiao Feng himself or someone sent to steal the book from Ma Dayuan's house. Since he went to steal the book, he must have known its contents beforehand, making the murder to silence him obvious. As for how he knew the contents of the will, it was perhaps unintentionally leaked by the leading hero, Chief Wang, or Deputy Chief Ma, which wouldn't be surprising.

Zhang Xiaoyu had remained silent in his help to Qiao Feng because he had his own plans. He hoped that through his assistance, Qiao Feng could seize real power in the Liao Dynasty, thus disrupting the Blood Fiend Sect's plans. Without the Liao Dynasty as a pawn, conquering the Song Dynasty would be far more difficult. Moreover, given Qiao Feng's character, once he held power in the Liao Dynasty, he would surely manage relations with the Song Dynasty well, preventing another war between the two countries.

Besides, Qiao Feng was originally a Khitan, and Zhang Xiaoyu hadn't deprived him of his right to know his origins. However, now that Kang Min wanted to frame Qiao Feng for killing Ma Dayuan, Zhang Xiaoyu disagreed. He coldly snorted and said, "Didn't you also find a fan that the thief deliberately left behind? If I'm not mistaken, that fan should belong to my second brother!" Madam Ma was shocked upon hearing this. Zhang Xiaoyu's earlier threats suddenly flooded her mind. If she hadn't cared about Zhang Xiaoyu's threats before, now she had to think carefully. After all, only a handful of people knew about the "fan," and among them, there was no way Zhang Xiaoyu could be one of them. Yet, he seemed to know everything about it, and even appeared to be an expert on the entire matter. This forced Madam Ma to reconsider whether to proceed with the original plan.

After much deliberation, Madam Ma finally gave up. The task was essentially complete, and there was no need to jeopardize her important mission for a little more credit. "Young master is too kind. I have never seen any fan before," Zhang Xiaoyu said, relieved. Kang Min was indeed clever; he had only revealed some secrets that others didn't know, and she had managed to protect herself. However, he still wouldn't let her go. Looking at Kang Min's charming face and voluptuous figure, Zhang Xiaoyu felt reluctant to kill her. "Fine," he thought, "it's too difficult for me, Zhang Xiaoyu, to kill a woman, especially a beautiful one. I'll just make Kang Min my slave."

Now that Kang Min had stopped talking, there was nothing more for Qiao Feng to do. Zhang Xiaoyu said to Qiao Feng, "Second Brother, since you are a Khitan, you are indeed no longer suitable to stay in the Beggars' Sect. Let's leave now." Qiao Feng patted Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulder, turned around, clasped his hands, and bowed to everyone, saying, "The green hills remain unchanged, the green waters flow forever. Good brothers, farewell. Whether I am Han or Khitan, my friendship with you will never change." After saying goodbye to Zhang Xiaoyu, he and A'Zhu strode away.

The reason Zhang Xiaoyu was in a hurry for Qiao Feng to leave was because he knew that Murong Fu would arrive soon with the people of the Western Xia First-Class Hall. According to Qiao Feng's personality, he wouldn't just stand by and watch these beggars of the Beggars' Sect lose their lives.

After leaving the Apricot Grove, Qiao Feng bid farewell to Zhang Xiaoyu. Knowing Qiao Feng was going to investigate his origins, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't stop him; he figured it would be his turn to act when Qiao Feng arrived in the Liao Dynasty.

A'Zhu, newly married, radiated happiness. Zhang Xiaoyu took her hand and returned to the inn. The other women were not there; they must have gone to the house. Zhang Xiaoyu and A'Zhu went to the house, where the women were indeed tidying up the rooms.

Looking at the layout and furnishings, Zhang Xiaoyu was displeased. Ancient homes were too rudimentary. He decided to renovate.

After several days, Zhang Xiaoyu finally built a modern bathroom and toilet in the backyard, following his previous life's habits.

Initially, Liu Fengjuan and her daughter disagreed with Zhang Xiaoyu's renovations, but they couldn't stop him due to his insistence. To everyone's surprise, after trying it out a few times, Liu Fengjuan and her daughter became very interested and praised Zhang Xiaoyu's design highly, especially the sauna and toilet, which were really great.

Women love beauty, and Liu Fengjuan and her daughter were no exception. Ever since experiencing the comfort of a sauna, they went almost every other day, and the other women went almost daily.

That day, Zhang Xiaoyu learned that Liu Fengjuan and her daughter had just finished a sauna the day before, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom. However, the moment he pushed open the door, he was stunned.

Why?

Because several pieces of women's underwear and other intimate items were scattered on the changing bed in the outer bathroom.

Zhang Xiaoyu only glanced at them briefly but already judged that these clothes had been worn and hadn't been washed. In other words, these were the "used" items popular online in his previous life.

Looking at the underwear, Zhang Xiaoyu remembered his act of stealing underwear from Gan Baobao and her daughter while they were bathing, and a surge of desire coursed through him. He involuntarily reached out and quickly picked up a pair of black silk underwear. Judging from the size, it must have been Liu Fengjuan's.

Following the principle of "might as well go all the way," Zhang Xiaoyu planned to take a pair of Wang Kexin's panties as well, intending to have his cake and eat it too, mother and daughter.

But just then, the inner door opened slightly, startling Zhang Xiaoyu awake. He realized that the mother and daughter were behaving strangely today, continuing their activities in the brothel.

In a moment of panic, Zhang Xiaoyu remembered the trick he'd used on Gan Baobao's panties last time, and immediately stuffed Liu Fengjuan's panties into his pants. Whether they would be discovered or not, he wasn't thinking about that now.

"Is anyone home?" Zhang Xiaoyu deliberately shouted loudly. Although his voice was loud, it still carried a hint of guilt.

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's voice, Wang Kexin's voice immediately came from the inner room: "Uncle, is that you? Are you in the outer room? Are you going to take a bath? I'm sorry. My mother and I want to soak a little longer today. Can you do it another day?" Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly replied, "Oh, in that case, I'll be going now." Zhang Xiaoyu made a quick reply and hurriedly fled from the outer bathroom. All the way there, Zhang Xiaoyu was filled with unease. Today's events weren't the first time for him, but they were still incredibly exciting. Early in the morning, Zhang Xiaoyu, full of energy, hummed a song as he prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up. Just as he pushed open the bathroom door, he was suddenly stunned by the sight before him: a woman wearing a short nightgown was brushing her teeth. Because she was bending over, the short nightgown was completely lifted up. The woman's round, pert, beautiful buttocks were fully displayed before Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes.

"It's pink..."

Chapter 083: Taking Kang Min as a Female Slave

Just as Zhang Xiaoyu was about to leave... The woman brushing her teeth seemed to sense something. When she turned around, she saw Zhang Xiaoyu staring intently at her snow-white, shapely buttocks.

"You big pervert—" a shrill scream immediately escaped her lips.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't even see clearly whether he was looking at the voluptuous Liu Fengjuan or the exquisitely beautiful Wang Kexin before he quickly turned and left, closing the bathroom door behind him.

"What happened?" Liu Fengjuan, who had just come out after hearing the commotion, walked out groggily. She had clearly just crawled out of bed, wearing only a short nightgown. Zhang Xiaoyu could even see that Liu Fengjuan was wearing nothing underneath, her pubic hair lush and extremely alluring… Liu Fengjuan didn't notice Zhang Xiaoyu's lustful gaze and asked, "Young master, what happened? I heard Kexin screaming in the bathroom." "Really? I didn't hear anything." Zhang Xiaoyu dared not say that Wang Kexin was screaming because he had seen her buttocks.

"You...you're looking..." Liu Fengjuan rubbed her eyes, finally fully waking up from her sleep. She clearly caught Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze, desperately looking under her nightgown.

"Ah—you big pervert—" Realizing this, Liu Fengjuan let out a scream even louder than Wang Kexin's.

Zhang Xiaoyu, having been scolded twice, looked somewhat embarrassed. He didn't even bother going to the bathroom and hurriedly turned to leave. It wasn't until

he was far away from the back garden that Zhang Xiaoyu came to his senses. He smiled bitterly, shaking his head and muttering to himself, "What kind of mess is this, getting scolded by a mother and daughter so early in the morning?" But speaking of which, Kexin's little bottom really is white. And Liu Fengjuan, needless to say, a typical resentful woman confined to her chambers. "Damn it, if all else fails, I'll find an opportunity to have both mother and daughter..." Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyu felt a surge of excitement. This was incredibly thrilling.

Stimulated, Zhang Xiaoyu thought of Kang Min. Wasn't he planning to train her into his female slave? Today, he'd put his plan into action.

That evening, Zhang Xiaoyu arrived at Kang Min's residence and silently entered through the window. Kang Min was sitting in front of a bronze mirror, combing her hair, wearing only a nearly transparent gauze dress.

"Truly a beauty, Madam Ma. You really are a wanton hussy. No wonder Duan Zhengchun, Bai Shijing, and Quan Guanqing all fell at your feet. Seeing your figure today, I'm even more convinced of my decision." "Who's there?" Kang Min heard the voice and quickly draped a garment over herself. Turning around, she saw it was the handsome young man who had ruined her plans in the apricot grove a few days ago. This young man's martial arts were surprisingly high; he had entered the room without her noticing, and from what he had just said, it seemed he knew a lot about her. It seemed that stopping in time in the apricot grove that day was the right thing to do.

"So it's you, young master. Greetings. May I ask your name and what brings you here?" Kang Min smiled a captivating smile that could bewitch anyone, addressing Zhang Xiaoyu.

"My name is Zhang Xiaoyu. I'm not famous now, so you probably haven't heard of me. I've come to you today because I have a debt to settle with you." Zhang Xiaoyu sat on the stool, facing Kang Min slowly, and said.

"Young Master Zhang, I don't understand. This is only the second time I've met you. When did I owe you a debt?" Kang Min couldn't understand what Zhang Xiaoyu meant. The two of them had never interacted before.

"You don't owe me a debt, but you owe my second brother a debt. As his younger brother, I naturally have the right to collect the debt on his behalf." "Young Master Zhang, may I ask which great hero your second brother is?" Kang Min was increasingly unable to understand this handsome young man in front of her. "

I wouldn't dare call myself a great hero. If you thought my second brother was a great hero, you wouldn't have falsely accused him. My second brother is Qiao Feng." Zhang Xiaoyu changed his lecherous demeanor from before and glared at Kang Min angrily.

Kang Min was startled: "When did I ever frame Qiao Feng? He was originally a Khitan. The letter and many others who knew about it testified to that." "No, no, I wasn't talking about that. I was talking about Ma Dayuan. You were the one who killed Ma Dayuan, weren't you? And you still want to frame my second brother for it? Don't try to deny it. Although you didn't say anything in the apricot grove that day, it was because of me. If I hadn't said anything and you had taken out the fan, this would probably have already happened." Kang Min's heart was now in turmoil. He actually knew about her killing Ma Dayuan, such a secret matter, and he also knew about her affairs with those few scoundrels, but only on the surface.

"It seems you know me quite well. So what do you want now? After all, I haven't done anything to betray your second brother." Kang Min said softly, her expression so pitiful and sorrowful.

"Alright, stop with the act. I don't want those useless men. Originally, I was going to send you to the King of Hell, but then I thought of another way: to make you my slave girl, a slave girl who will do whatever I want. You have to satisfy my needs. Aren't you a slut? Don't you like seducing men? Well, I'll satisfy you. I'm very well-endowed; I'll definitely satisfy you and make you feel like you're in heaven." Zhang Xiaoyu said lewdly to Kang Min.

"What? You, you're so shameless! How could you do this to me?" Kang Min cried out in panic.

"I'm shameless! Don't you even know what kind of woman you are? I'm far inferior to you!" "Do you think I wanted to do this? Do you think I didn't want to be a decent, innocent woman? But fate has been unfair to me!" Kang Min suddenly shouted excitedly.

Hmm, it seems there's something going on, Zhang Xiaoyu thought to himself as he saw Kang Min like this.

Kang Min composed herself and began, "I was born into a wealthy family in Quzhou. Although our family had declined by my parents' generation, we were still well-off, and my parents were very strict with us. Later, due to a drought, my family planned to move to Jiangzhou. Unexpectedly, we encountered bandits on the way. They killed and robbed us..." As she spoke, although Kang Min's beautiful face had regained its composure, sadness appeared in her eyes. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyu gently stroked her back. Kang Min smiled at Zhang Xiaoyu's tenderness before continuing, "My parents were both brutally murdered. At that time, I was not yet twelve years old. Those bandits, seeing that I was beautiful despite my young age, were lustful and tried to defile me..." "It was a disgrace! My master happened to be passing by and killed those bandits, saving me..." Zhang Xiaoyu didn't speak, but listened attentively to Kang Min's heartfelt words. She sighed softly, "I am very grateful to my master for saving me back then, but I also hate her very much! Because she saw that I was born with a seductive nature and had exceptional beauty, she took me as her disciple and taught me martial arts and bedroom arts... Later, in order to make me learn my master's methods of sexual cultivation, my master captured a master with considerable internal strength, fed him aphrodisiacs, and at the same time, acupunctured my pressure points, allowing that man to defile me..." Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu felt immense pity for Kang Min. He could imagine that she had become like this, and he couldn't help but hold her in his arms. Although Kang Min spoke without much emotional fluctuation, seemingly calm, she harbored deep hatred and a sorrow that outsiders could not comprehend.

"That's how I lost my virginity... I hate my master, and from then on, I hated men. So later, I wandered the martial world, specifically seeking out martial arts practitioners with high skill or people of high status, using my beauty to seduce them, and then making them obey my orders," Kang Min said, tears welling up in her eyes and streaming down her face, wetting Zhang Xiaoyu's chest.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt that something was off about Kang Min's words, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Looking at Kang Min's miserable appearance, he felt so sorry for her. Zhang Xiaoyu kept patting Kang Min's back, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know your background was so tragic. If I had known, I would never have treated you like this." "Then do you still want me to be your slave?" Kang Min said through her teary eyes.

"Of course not. The reason I want to take you as my slave is because I hate your lack of self-respect, and I hate that you even seduce those useless men." "So, young master, you must also have a possessive desire for me?" Kang Min suddenly raised her head, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu with a charming gaze.

"Of course. From the moment I saw you, I could no longer bear to kill you. But your self-degradation makes me so angry, and I can't bear to give you up. But now I just want to cherish you. Min'er, are you willing to give me this chance?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked tenderly.

Kang Min suddenly felt that Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes seemed to deeply attract her, making her unable to extricate herself. No, she couldn't let this happen. Kang Min broke free from Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze. At this moment, Kang Min also developed genuine feelings for Zhang Xiaoyu, but she couldn't. She still had a deep-seated hatred to avenge. The man in front of her was too much of a threat to her. As long as she could bewitch him and use him for her own purposes, the day she could avenge her great hatred would not be far away. Kang Min hardened her heart. Her right hand swiftly struck Zhang Xiaoyu's pressure points.

Zhang Xiaoyu was completely unprepared for Kang Min's touch, and she struck his pressure points.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xiaoyu stared at Kang Min in astonishment.

"I'm sorry, I have my own reasons. You're too foolish. You even believe a woman like me? How can you survive in the martial world like this?" Kang Min looked at Zhang Xiaoyu with mocking eyes, though her heart ached terribly.

"You lied to me!" This was the first time he had been deceived emotionally by a woman, and Zhang Xiaoyu was furious. Although he couldn't use his internal energy, his body was still free. Zhang Xiaoyu tightly embraced Kang Min's upper body, locking her hands, flipped her over, and pinned her beneath him, bending his knee to press against her thigh.

His face was pressed tightly against her chest, a strong, sweet, warm scent of woman's sweat filling his nostrils. His head spun, his body temperature rose sharply, and his throat went dry.

Kang Min hadn't expected her pressure points to have no effect on Zhang Xiaoyu, and fear gripped her.

Enraged by the woman's blatant deception, Zhang Xiaoyu's gaze turned wild.

With a swift movement, he ripped open Kang Min's clothes, revealing her snow-white, high breasts.

Kang Min was shocked and screamed, "Zhang Xiaoyu, what do you want?" "Isn't this what you, you slut, wanted? Today I'm going to show you what a real man is. I'll make you regret this for the rest of your life," Zhang Xiaoyu replied viciously.

Kang Min froze, completely bewildered. She hadn't expected Zhang Xiaoyu to change so quickly. She was terrified by his murderous gaze, but she needed to preserve her chastity for revenge; she couldn't let Zhang Xiaoyu ruin it now.

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