The gap between Wu Qiang and Yang Feilong was immense. If they hadn't used weapons, Wu Qiang might have been able to contend with Yang Feilong for a while. However, with weapons in hand, he was utterly defenseless against Yang Feilong. After three sword strikes, Wu Qiang crashed to the ground. Though not yet dead, his dantian had been pierced by Yang Feilong.
"I haven't even gotten serious, and you're already down. How boring!" Yang Feilong looked at Wu Qiang, lying in a pool of blood, a hint of disappointment on his face. Hearing this, Wu Qiang spat blood in anger, not only had his cultivation been crippled, but he was also being mocked.
The next moment, Yang Feilong waved his hand, and his long sword vanished.
Neither Liu Lei nor Wu Qiang saw how Yang Feilong's long sword disappeared.
It was too fast.
Yang Feilong looked at Liu Lei. "Ever killed anyone?"
"No... no," Liu Lei stammered, his voice laced with fear. He had no idea why Yang Feilong was asking this. Did he intend to kill him?
"Then I'll give you an opportunity. Pick up his sword and kill Wu Qiang!" Yang Feilong said indifferently.
"I..." Liu Lei's eyes widened. He was being asked to kill someone.
"If you don't kill him, I'll kill you!" A cold smile played on Yang Feilong's lips.
"..."
Compared to being killed, Liu Lei felt it was better to obey Yang Feilong's order and kill Wu Qiang!
It was better to live as a coward than die a hero. Facing an existence as powerful as Yang Feilong, surrender was no shame!
"You idiot, you dare kill me?" Wu Qiang, seeing Liu Lei pick up his sword from the ground and walk towards him, panicked and shouted repeatedly.
*Puchi!*
A flash of blood, and Wu Qiang's expression froze. Having lost his cultivation, he was naturally unable to dodge Liu Lei's sword.
*Plop.*
After killing Wu Qiang, Liu Lei shivered and dropped the sword. It was the first time he had killed someone, and the feeling was terrible. If Wu Qiang hadn't provoked him, he might have dithered for a long time before acting.
But provoked by Wu Qiang, in a moment of shock, he had killed him directly!
"Ugh..." Liu Lei then vomited, spewing it all out.
Yang Feilong watched quietly, a playful smirk on his lips. He had made Liu Lei kill Wu Qiang for two reasons. First, if he killed Wu Qiang himself, and Liu Lei were to call the police or something, he would get into trouble. Although Yang Feilong wasn't afraid, he didn't want the hassle. Now, it was different; Liu Lei was the killer, albeit under duress, but he had carried out the act. Both of them would have some trouble!
No major trouble, however, as conflicts between ancient martial arts practitioners were handled specially.
Second, he wanted to leave a deep impression on Liu Lei, so that whenever he thought of him, he would remember his ruthlessness and wouldn't try to cause him trouble again. As he said before, while he wasn't afraid of trouble, he didn't want trouble everywhere!
He had some grievances with Liu Lei, but they hadn't escalated to a life-or-death struggle.
Third, naturally, it was to have Liu Lei deal with the corpse. Disposing of a body was troublesome, and he believed Liu Lei had the means to do so!
Yang Feilong walked directly into the living room, sat on the sofa, and said lightly, "Are you done throwing up? If you are, then come here!"
Hearing Yang Feilong's words, Liu Lei, who had nearly vomited his bile, took out a tissue to wipe the remnants from the corner of his mouth. He then walked into the living room, pulled open the drawer of the coffee table, took out a box, and placed it in front of Yang Feilong. His pale face was filled with reverence, and with a fawning smile, he said, "Brother Yang, here are eight spirit stones! I hope you can lift the poison from me."
Yang Feilong glanced at Liu Lei. At this moment, Liu Lei's eyes were full of fear. Clearly, the other party was scared. As for whether he would seek revenge later, Yang Feilong wasn't sure. After all, people's hearts are constantly changing. He might not dare now, but that didn't mean he wouldn't in the future. He said calmly, "What I promised, I will naturally do!"
Hearing Yang Feilong say this, Liu Lei breathed a sigh of relief.
He had genuinely feared Yang Feilong would silence him. Now that Yang Feilong kept his word, he couldn't be happier. As for the eight spirit stones, though priceless, for him, any problem that money could solve wasn't a problem.
The next moment, Yang Feilong took out a pill from his pocket and flicked it towards Liu Lei, who caught it.
"Take this, and the poison in your body will be dispelled!" Yang Feilong said calmly.
"Ah, that simple?" Liu Lei looked at Yang Feilong in surprise. That easy?
"Simple? That depends on who it is for." A playful smile touched Yang Feilong's lips. To be honest, the poison Liu Lei had ingested was not ordinary, but for him, dispelling it was relatively simple.
He had many such pills on him.
Some were specifically for dispelling nerve-related poisons, some for blood-related poisons, and others for different effects.
Why did he carry such a wide variety of antidotes?
Naturally, it was out of caution.
Yang Feilong picked up the box, glanced at Liu Lei, and said, "The body of Wu Qiang, find a way to dispose of it. I believe with your connections, dealing with it cleanly should be no problem."
As he spoke, Yang Feilong yanked off a small bag from Wu Qiang's person. This bag contained various small bottles and jars.
It contained all sorts of poisons.
He had some knowledge of poisons, and some of the poisons within were quite good and worth studying.
Before leaving, Yang Feilong looked at Liu Lei again and said, "I hope you remember what happened today. I am a man of my word, and likewise, I am a man who despises evil and cherishes justice! I believe in repaying kindness with kindness and vengeance with vengeance. If you wish to take revenge on me, you can come at me directly! But remember, if you do seek revenge, do it decisively, and finish me off. Otherwise, my retaliation might be more than you can bear!"
"Brother Yang, don't worry, how could I possibly think of taking revenge? After all, you saved my life!" Liu Lei was startled and quickly assured him, "I am not an ungrateful person!"
"I hope so!" Yang Feilong gave Liu Lei a deep look, making the latter tremble.
Would Liu Lei really let this go? He didn't dare seek revenge now, but what about in the future? If he thought he had a chance, would he retaliate? Yang Feilong's words were deeply imprinted in Liu Lei's mind. In fact, they served as a reminder: if he truly wanted revenge in the future, he had to kill Yang Feilong first, and with absolute certainty before acting. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to make any move against Yang Feilong or anyone around him, lest Yang Feilong's retaliation prove unbearable.
And now, Yang Feilong's power filled Liu Lei with despair!
He was too strong. Even his own grandfather probably couldn't withstand three moves from Yang Feilong. As for seeking revenge himself? Without an earth-shattering fortuitous encounter, he probably had no hope in this lifetime!
"I really don't want to seek revenge anymore!" Liu Lei gave a wry smile. Ultimately, he and Yang Feilong didn't have that much of a grudge. Although he had previously thought Yang Feilong had stolen his future wife, he actually understood that Li Yufei never liked him. It was all his own wishful thinking.
As for being beaten today, it was his own fault. He had repeatedly provoked Yang Feilong, and being beaten was only reasonable.
There were no lingering resentments, just the consequence of his provocations and the fact that Yang Feilong had saved his life. Although he had paid a price, in his eyes, his payment was far less precious than his life!
"I will let go of the enmity!" Liu Lei muttered. "However, Brother Yang seems to have misunderstood me. Should I do something more to make amends? Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could become friends?"
Considering Yang Feilong's talent and abilities, if he could put aside their differences, he realized that if he were a woman, he would definitely choose Yang Feilong.
In every aspect, Yang Feilong was infinitely more outstanding than himself!
At this moment, Liu Lei thought for a long time, and finally, his eyes lit up. He vaguely knew how to befriend Yang Feilong. His gaze flickered, and he saw the body in the yard, suddenly remembering that he still had to deal with it. He couldn't help but shake his head, pondered for a moment, and then made a phone call.