Translator: CinderTL
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"Hah…"
The guard clutched his throat as blood gushed out like a fountain. His body lost all strength, and he collapsed to his knees.
"Xiaoguang!"
Lying on the ground, severely wounded, Liu Yacun widened his eyes in shock as he watched his nephew die a gruesome death before him. His gaze burned with uncontrollable fury.
"How dare you… How dare you!?"
Li Chunjun turned around, sword in hand, and walked silently toward the fallen Liu Yacun.
Blood dripped from the tip of his blade, one drop at a time, onto the ground.
This scene sent a shiver down Liu Yacun's spine, instantly sobering him up despite his rage.
"Stop! I am an official of the Great Shang, a member of the Prosecutor's Office! If you kill me, there will be no place for you in this world! You will truly be doomed beyond redemption!"
No matter how much he hated Li Chunjun at this moment—no matter how much he wished to grind his bones to dust if given the chance—right now…
He had to survive.
Only by living could he have a future!
Unfortunately…
His words held no weight.
Li Chunjun's steps quickened slightly as he swiftly closed the distance between them.
He said nothing, but his actions spoke volumes.
Liu Yacun finally seemed to realize something. A trace of pain and regret flashed in his eyes, but what dominated his expression was unwillingness.
Pain for his nephew, who had died because of him.
Regret for knowing full well the Jin family's evil deeds, yet still choosing to ally with them, inevitably getting dragged into their downfall.
And an unwillingness to accept that, despite his bright future and limitless prospects, he was about to die at the hands of a mere commoner like Li Chunjun.
He opened his mouth, his final words filled with resentment: "I hate—"
Before he could finish, Li Chunjun suddenly bent down and thrust his sword forward in a single, swift motion.
The blade pierced through Liu Yacun's throat, cutting off whatever he was about to say.
Schh!
Stab. Withdraw.
The entire process took less than a second.
As Li Chunjun pulled his sword free, fresh blood sprayed into the air like scattered petals.
But this sight was nothing new to him—he had already seen it too many times.
Without sparing Liu Yacun another glance, he turned, picked up the spear on the ground, and strode away without hesitation, disappearing around the corner of the parking lot.
In the empty parking lot, Liu Yacun clutched the gaping wound in his throat, his eyes filled with hatred and unwillingness as he stared at Li Chunjun's departing figure. His body convulsed and trembled…
Until…
The blood pooling beneath him turned the ground crimson, and all movement ceased.
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"Killed Level 6 creature, EXP +283!"
"Killed Level 5 creature, EXP +122!"
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[Life Level: 7 (451/700)]
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Dafa Building Materials Company.
One of the major enterprises in the Guangzhou construction materials market, with strong ties to many local departments.
Through a combination of extensive connections and effective advertising, the company had flourished within a decade, allowing its owner, Song Yuan, to amass enormous wealth. In the entire city of Guangzhou, he was widely recognized as a successful businessman and prominent entrepreneur.
Of course, those familiar with the company's inner workings knew exactly how Dafa Building Materials had risen to power.
By using various underhanded tactics to crush competitors and force them out of business, they had gradually achieved a near-monopoly over Guangzhou's construction material market.
By using various methods to squeeze out other companies, those unable to survive naturally led to an indirect monopoly over the Guangzhou construction materials market.
Over the past ten years, several companies had tried to enter the construction materials market and posed a threat to Dafa Building Materials Company's dominance. However, these companies mysteriously encountered various issues, including bizarre deaths of company owners and unexpected accidents where corpses were found in the wilderness.
At this moment, the man who was considered the leader of the construction materials industry in Guangzhou was adjusting his attire, driving three luxury cars worth millions, and quietly waiting outside the Pinjian Martial Hall with three trusted subordinates.
Although the Pinjian Martial Hall was not located in the city center, its location was still valuable, with its parking lot situated outside the hall.
Passersby often stopped to take a second glance at Song Yuan, who stood in front of a row of three top-tier luxury cars in a black suit. Some curious individuals would even attempt to sneakily take photos with the cars.
Of course, before they could get close, the bodyguards stationed around the area would immediately drive them away.
Just then, a young man wearing a hat and carrying a guitar case approached, seemingly wanting to take a photo with the cars.
Two bodyguards on the periphery, who were not Song Yuan's inner circle, exchanged glances, and one of them swiftly stepped forward to block the young man.
"Move along. Who told you to come over here? Don't you have any sense?"
The bodyguard reached out to push the young man.
But…
The young man's steps didn't falter in the slightest.
This triggered dissatisfaction in one of the bodyguards, who now looked fierce and said, "I told you, this area is off-limits! Are you deaf? If you don't want your ears, I'll be happy to help you out…"
Before he could finish, the young man suddenly accelerated, dashing toward him in an instant.
The other bodyguard, noticing the unusual movement, still hadn't figured out what was happening when a cold, sharp sword suddenly emerged from his colleague's back, piercing through his body.
The angle…
It was clear that the sword had entered his chest, right through his heart!
Schh!
The sound of the sword piercing and being pulled out rang out.
In just one second, Li Chunjun pushed the bodyguard aside, took a few long strides forward, and coldly locked eyes with Song Yuan, who was standing tens of meters away in front of the luxury cars.
At this moment, the other bodyguard, who had been dealing with the curious onlookers, finally realized what was happening.
His mouth fell open in terror as he stammered, "You're Li…"
Whoosh!
The flash of sword light.
With almost supernatural speed, it tore through the bodyguard's throat, cutting off his horrified cry.
Li Chunjun immediately surged forward.
He dashed! He sprinted!
This sudden change, coupled with the sharp scream from the second bodyguard before his death, caused Song Yuan, who had been quietly waiting, to turn his head slightly.
Furrowing his brow, he seemed angry that some careless thief would dare to disrupt his moment while he was trying to impress the director.
What kind of status did their director have?
If it weren't for his martial arts achievements being recognized by the director, and if he hadn't happened to own several black luxury cars, perfect for an occasion like Mrs. Jin's funeral, he might not have even been entrusted with the task of escorting the director.
But when he clearly saw the figure rushing forward, his expression froze in surprise.
Then, a look of wild joy appeared in his eyes.
"It's you!?"
Li Chunjun, the fugitive wanted by the business, political, martial, and underground worlds!?
This truly was a case of heaven's road being ignored and hell's door being barged through!
If he could capture him as a gift for the director…
Wait!
This man is too vicious. He might not be able to take him down alone.
But… where are they?
Outside the Pinjian Martial Hall's gates!
All he needed to do was call out, and his senior brothers would rush out, killing Li Chunjun on the spot.
Therefore, he didn't need to kill Li Chunjun, just delay him for a moment!
"Heaven wants him dead, it will first drive him mad! Li Chunjun, you're digging your own grave!"
(End of the Chapter)
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