Chapter 935: Root Out Evil Completely!
Being pinned down on the table like livestock, Li Shengxiong had never encountered such humiliation in all his years, especially in front of so many subordinates. How could he show his face in public after this?
If word got out, wouldn’t everyone in Yunzhou City mock him behind his back when he went out?
So, driven by rage, he decided to kill these three bastards along with Old Liu’s entire family to vent his anger. Of course, he couldn’t bear to kill that young woman and the beautiful lady among the three; he wanted to take them back for some fun.
More than thirty burly men rushed forward, some brought by Li Shengxiong earlier, and others joined after being alerted, completely surrounding the Liu Family’s entrance.
However, once they started fighting, they realized they couldn’t afford to provoke these few people. The one with the sword was formidable, his strikes were fierce and cunning, leaving them with no chance to fight back.
But even more terrifying was another individual, who, despite being unarmed, was ferociously brutal. If you got hit, you died; if you got grazed, you were injured. In no time, the ground was littered with corpses.
Li Qingmu vented his earlier fury on these henchmen. Unlike Fang Shijie, he wasn’t kind-hearted, leaving no survivors. After all, alive, they were just oppressing the local people, not good people at all.
Seeing Li Qingmu’s killing spree, Fang Shijie hurriedly advised, "Brother Li, don’t! Spare their lives, they may be accomplices, but they don’t deserve to die!"
Li Qingmu sneered coldly, lightening his blows this time, but still injuring the opponents severely enough that they’d be bedridden for months.
While dealing with these underlings, he said, "They bully the weak and fear the strong regularly, likely committing plenty of heinous acts. If you don’t teach them a lesson, they’ll probably continue terrorizing the villagers!"
Fang Shijie shook his head helplessly; the two had different philosophies and views, likely unable to become like-minded friends.
Seeing this, Qi Jingyu was quite pleased, advising his Imperial Uncle to show mercy to impress Fang Shijie, while winking at Fang Shijie to help Li Qingmu’s opponent.
Soon, over thirty people were wiped out completely, either dead or groaning on the ground unable to get up, leaving Old Liu’s family hiding indoors, too scared to come out.
Li Shengxiong, sensing the situation turning against him, had already fled. As the leader of these villains, Li Qingmu couldn’t let him escape. He picked up a greatsword from the ground and threw it with all his might.
"Brother Li, no!" Fang Shijie tried to stop him but was blown away by the Inner Strength, failing to intervene.
Poor Mr. Li hadn’t even run a hundred steps before he heard the swift, whistling wind behind him. Panicked, he turned to look, only to have the greatsword pierce straight through his chest, pinning him to the ground.
He spat blood, struggled briefly, then his head tilted, and he died.
Furious, Fang Shijie confronted Li Qingmu, "Brother Li, even though Li Shengxiong committed many atrocities, there is a legal system to judge him. Your indiscriminate killing is wrong!"
Li Qingmu turned his head in displeasure, retorting, "Then how do you think the government office would judge him? If he greases some palms with Silver, he might be out the next day, and everything returns as it was. Allowing him leniency isn’t different from aiding his crimes, is it?"
"Moreover, he just harassed my Madam. I hope if someone’s like that with your wife in the future, you’ll be equally forgiving, hmph!"
After speaking, Li Qingmu ignored him. Yue’er was his soft spot, touch it and face death!
He had already shown mercy to those thugs, but as the instigator, Li Shengxiong had to die!
Long Yue had no objection to this; she understood A Mu’s temperament well and besides feeling helpless, she was even slightly pleased.
After all, these weren’t good people. Letting them live would only result in more innocent suffering, better to dispose of them like trash.
This led to the four automatically being divided into two camps. To recruit talent, Qi Jingyu temporarily betrayed his Imperial Uncle and Imperial Sister-in-law. Fortunately, in this matter, Li Qingmu understood his intentions and bore him no grudge.
When everything settled down, Old Liu’s family came out once more to kneel and thank their saviors, but Old Liu presented a request: he wanted his son to follow the four, even if just as a horse-handling errand boy.
This was the result Old Liu and his wife discussed while hiding; they realized these four were no ordinary people. Rather than let their son idle at home and frequent gambling dens daily, it was better he did something with their saviors.
However, Long Yue saw no value in him and rejected directly, "Mr. Liu, we can’t accept your son. If he can push his own sister into a pit of fire, for what use would we have him?"
Mr. Liu begged with tears, "Madam, please accept my son; I can see clearly that you’re not ordinary. Following you might give him a future!"
But his delinquent son, indifferent, scoffed sarcastically, "Dad, why beg them? If you hadn’t paid for them, would I have returned alive? Let them leave early; they’re just annoying to look at!"
Upon hearing this, Long Yue sneered continuously. Such ingrates were best sent to reincarnate, hopefully, as oxen and horses in the next life to atone for their sins!
Old Liu slapped his son across the face, scolded, "You ingrained fool! What nonsense are you spewing? They weren’t hired by me; they helped because they pitied your mother and me! Apologize quickly!"
His son snorted in disdain, "I don’t believe they’re that kind-hearted; they probably fancied my sister’s looks. Otherwise, why would they help us for no reason?"
Such people are truly beyond saving. Long Yue walked out without looking back, and Li Qingmu swiftly followed her.
Fang Shijie glared at the scoundrel angrily, cursing, "The Liu family gave birth to a beast like you; it’s a disgrace to your family. I feel sorry for Old Liu! Bah! What a thing!"
"Hey? You!" Liu’s son was angry, but considering their skills, he dared not approach, still glaring disdainfully, shouting, "You don’t have to meddle in our affairs! Get lost! All of you!"
Old Liu sighed in anger, having such a son spoiled from childhood, unexpected he’d grow into this. If he’d known, better to have strangled him at birth.
His wife was weeping, cursing, "Debtor! We birthed a debtor!"
At this moment, Liu Ran’er, who had been silent beside them, suddenly came over with a carrying pole, using all her strength to bring it down on her brother’s head.