Chapter 1595 - 1490: Stubbornness

Pa!

With a muffled thud, Wang Fugui was slapped and flew backward, the dagger in his hand flying into the air.

Thud!

After crashing into a dining table, amidst the shattering pots and bowls, Wang Fugui fell to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Wang Fugui let out a miserable cry, not yet crawling up, when Butcher Zhu roared loudly and stomped on Wang Fugui’s hand.

"Ah!"

Wang Fugui screamed like a pig being slaughtered, repeatedly striking at Butcher Zhu’s foot, but Butcher Zhu’s foot remained unmoving, still viciously stamping on his wrist.

"Let go! Let go! You damn fatty!"

Tears streamed down Wang Fugui’s face from the pain, as he cursed and kicked.

Butcher Zhu remained unmoved, his face full of rage as he said, "Where did this thief come from, daring to assassinate Young Master Qin in broad daylight! He deserves to die!"

"Yes! He deserves to die!"

His words ignited anger in the others.

Suddenly, everyone at each table rushed over, aggressive and furious.

"Kill the villain! Avenge Young Master Qin!"

"Such a scoundrel, daring to harm Young Master Qin! Truly deserving of a thousand deaths!"

"No, he’s so wicked! Even executing his entire family wouldn’t be too much!"

Hearing these voices, Wang Fugui, in pain, glanced at his surroundings, his face turning pale with fright, trembling all over.

Originally, he wanted to assassinate Qin Hao and become the protagonist.

Now that the plan failed, has he ended up as the antagonist?

The worst part is, he acted so bravely, yet he couldn’t even touch the other’s clothes, and was dealt with by a small lackey.

Saying it out loud would truly be the ultimate embarrassment!

In that instant, if he weren’t so afraid, Wang Fugui might have fainted from the humiliation.

Trying to stay alive, he held his head and desperately looked at Shopkeeper Wang beside him, crying out hoarsely: "Uncle... save me..."

"You unfilial nephew!" Shopkeeper Wang was trembling with rage, his face turning completely purple.

In the past, he merely thought his nephew was just a bit foolish.

Now it seems, he’s downright brainless!

Who is Young Master Qin?

The focus of everyone’s attention, an immortal.

Yet this reckless brat actually planned an assassination?

As someone who has seen much of the world, Shopkeeper Wang understood a lot. He knew that even if Butcher Zhu hadn’t acted, his nephew’s skills alone would make killing Young Master Qin a mere pipe dream.

After all, the man is an immortal, and what is Wang Fugui?

Just a useless fool obsessed with wine and women.

If he were to successfully assassinate him, now that would be strange.

Now, seeing his nephew become the target of everyone’s hatred, condemned by all, Shopkeeper Wang’s heart was turning cold.

Especially when he heard someone declare "Execute the entire family," his face turned white with fear.

If his nephew’s recklessness truly brought blame, what would happen to him, the uncle? Could he escape responsibility?

Thinking of this, Shopkeeper Wang’s face turned ashen, squeezing past the surrounding crowd to pull Wang Fugui up, slapping him furiously.

Slap slap slap!

A rain of slaps fell, leaving Wang Fugui dazed and barely able to breathe, weakly crying out: "Uncle... why are you hitting me..."

"I’m hitting you, you troublesome brat!"

Shopkeeper Wang was beyond furious, sending a punch to Wang Fugui’s gut.

Wang Fugui let out a cry and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The townspeople seeing this felt it was not right to use fists and kicks against Wang Fugui.

After all, Shopkeeper Wang was a notable figure in town, and it wouldn’t be right to steal his thunder.

Shopkeeper Wang beat him energetically, applying more force, strangling his neck, slapping his cheeks, kicking his legs, pounding his chest.

One could say, Wang Fugui was no different from a sandbag at his hands.

By the end, Wang Fugui was unable to speak, as wretched as a dead fish.

The crowd watching showed expressions of pity.

Wasn’t Shopkeeper Wang a bit too ruthless?

Even Butcher Zhu, initially angry, stood aside seeing Shopkeeper Wang’s ferocity.

At this moment, he reluctantly spoke: "Shopkeeper Wang, don’t beat this thief to death just like that. It would be too easy for him, and we haven’t vented our anger yet!"

Seeing Butcher Zhu roll up his sleeves preparing to act, Shopkeeper Wang promptly said: "Butcher Zhu, wait a moment, let Young Master Qin make the judgment!"

Butcher Zhu thought it over and agreed, stepping aside to let Shopkeeper Wang proceed.

"Young Master Qin..." he dropped Wang Fugui at Qin Hao’s feet, gritting his teeth and kneeling: "To be honest, this criminal is my distant relative, he just came from Beijing, and he’s rude and unreasonable..."

At this point, the people were in an uproar.

"So it’s Shopkeeper Wang’s nephew?"

"No wonder he’s so arrogant! Actually daring to assassinate Young Master Qin in public!"

"I’ve long heard that young nobles from Beijing are dismissive of others, each more arrogant than the last! It seems to be true now!"

"Poor Shopkeeper Wang, dragged into this!"

...

Hearing the discussions around him, Qin Hao squinted his eyes and said indifferently: "Is Shopkeeper Wang asking me to spare him?"

"If possible, I hope Young Master Qin can spare his life!"

Shopkeeper Wang spoke, decisively knocking his head to the ground: "I guarantee that after this, this brat will never show his face in Wanbao Town again!"

He had no children of his own, so he cared deeply for his nephew, willing to take the risk to plead for him.

"Uncle... don’t beg this pretty boy! I... let me die!"

At that moment, Wang Fugui, lying faintly on the ground, suddenly spoke, his face covered in blood, his eyes showing a hint of madness.

"Brat!"

Shopkeeper Wang was so angry his face turned red, raising his hand to strike again, but seeing his nephew in such a miserable state, his hand trembled in mid-air, unable to deliver the blow.

"Uncle... this is my own issue... stop sheltering me..."

Wang Fugui spoke painfully with a hint of determination on his face: "Failed the assassination of this guy... I can’t become... the master of Wanbao Town... So, I might as well die..."

Qin Hao was startled by this scene, glancing at Wang Fugui twice, then smiled: "You want to become the master of Wanbao Town?"

Wang Fugui felt like he was nearing death, no longer subtle, and shouted with all his might: "I want to become the master of Beijing, but those spoiled brats have family backgrounds not inferior to mine, and they have Immortal Masters as their teachers! I lack talent, and because I like to fight, my father sent me to this godforsaken place, under the guise of seeking immortal fate, when in reality it was just to exile me... I can’t even become the master of this desolate place, so how can I have the capability to return to Beijing and become its master..."

These words caused Shopkeeper Wang to yell with rage: "Brat! Is your delusional disorder acting up again! Back then, your father sent you here because of your arrogance, as long as you behave well and temper your disposition, I promise to find a chance to send you to the Immortal Sect! But what are you pulling now?"

"In a place like Beijing, where Long Lake converges, it’s full of Immortal Masters everywhere! My enemies and friends are all taught by Immortal Masters!" Wang Fugui’s cheeks were swollen, yet his face showed resilience: "But this ghostly place doesn’t even have a few nobles, let alone some damn Immortal Master!"