Chapter 37

In the room, Bai Xiaosheng stopped the waiter who was about to leave and asked, "Brother, who was that young master just now?"

Hearing this, the waiter hesitated slightly, but thinking of the gold ingot Bai Xiaosheng had given him, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, you'd better leave here quickly. That young master is someone you can't afford to offend. He's a tyrant here, and he does all sorts of evil deeds."

"Hmm?" Bai Xiaosheng frowned and asked, "Brother, sit down and tell me everything."

He pulled the waiter to sit down, and the waiter, seeing this, recounted everything he knew and had heard. From the waiter's words, Bai Xiaosheng learned that the young master was Wang Xing, whose father was known as Tiger Wang, a famous wealthy man in the city with dozens of henchmen. No one dared to provoke Tiger Wang, and as a result, Wang Xiaohu was extremely tyrannical and arrogant.

He bullied the good and oppressed the weak, and had even committed various atrocities, including injuring and killing people. A few days ago, an old man accidentally bumped into Wang Xiaohu and was pushed to the ground. Two of his lackeys then kicked the old man to death. However, they faced no consequences because of their power and wealth.

Hearing this, Bai Xiaosheng's anger flared up. Had he spent three years fighting at the border to protect such people?

The more he thought about it, the more agitated he became. He stood up, startling the waiter who was still talking animatedly. "Sir, you... you..."

Bai Xiaosheng gave him a cold look, and the waiter, frightened by his murderous aura, took a few steps back and fell to the ground. Bai Xiaosheng reached out and grabbed his long sword, which had accompanied him for three years. With the sword in hand, his aura became even more chilling. He looked at the waiter and asked, "Where is the Wang family's residence?"

"West... west... west of the city, the... the largest..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Bai Xiaosheng darted out of the door. His speed was like a whirlwind, and in a blink, he was out of the tavern. As soon as he came out, he encountered about ten people. From their movements, it was clear they had some martial skills.

Bai Xiaosheng's gaze was cold, but his mind was sharp. He looked at them and said coldly, "You are Wang family's people..."

The group was slightly taken aback. They had been sent by the young master to teach Bai Xiaosheng a lesson. However, Bai Xiaosheng's murderous aura truly frightened them, and they instinctively nodded in response.

He sneered and said, "Good, good, good! I was just about to find you, and you come to me. This is great!"

"Damn, what are you so proud of? Brothers, take him down!" One of them regained his composure and shouted. Instantly, the group of about ten people rushed at Bai Xiaosheng. "Hey!" He sneered, and with a swift movement of his arm, he plunged the sheathed sword into the ground. He then drew it out with a flash of blue light, blinding the surrounding people. When they opened their eyes again, they only heard the sound of the sword and the sound of it being sheathed. The ten henchmen were all clutching their necks, their faces filled with horror.

Bai Xiaosheng pulled out his sword, leaving a hole in the ground. He took three steps forward, and as he did, the henchmen who were clutching their necks fell to the ground, shocking everyone. At this moment, they noticed that their necks were covered in blood, which quickly spread across the tavern entrance.

"Ah..."

Someone screamed, finally snapping everyone out of their shock. They all looked terrified and quickly left the place, none daring to stay. The tavern owner was filled with fear and worry.

These people died at the entrance of his tavern. What would Tiger Wang do?

It turned out that the tavern owner's worries were unnecessary, as Bai Xiaosheng had no intention of stopping. From the moment he stepped out of the tavern, he had decided to wipe out the Wang family. Only by doing so could he vent his anger.

Behind the Wang family's large courtyard in the west of the city, Bai Xiaosheng was surrounded by a murderous aura. His footsteps sounded like the music of death, slowing everyone's heartbeats.

At the gate, two servants looked at Bai Xiaosheng in fear, his aura was too terrifying.

"Y-You... you... who... who are you?" One of them mustered the courage to ask, but in response, a sword flash appeared, and both servants fell to the ground, their necks gushing blood.

Inside the courtyard, a passing maid saw this and screamed, "Murder! Murder!" She ran inside quickly, while Bai Xiaosheng walked calmly.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be tinged with blood, and his murderous intent grew stronger, unable to be suppressed. He didn't think much, only wanting to wipe out the Wang family, and he did just that. From the moment he entered until he reached the main hall, he had killed thirteen people, both men and women. Anyone who didn't run when they encountered him was killed with a single sword strike.

"Who are you? How dare you kill in the Wang family? Are you tired of living?" Outside the main hall, Tiger Wang and his son, Wang Xiaohu, with over twenty guards, shouted at Bai Xiaosheng. But Bai Xiaosheng ignored them, brandishing his sword and leaping forward. A flash of sword light, and he attacked the Wang family. This shocked the two men, and Tiger Wang shouted, "Attack! Kill him!"

The twenty-odd guards drew their weapons and rushed at Bai Xiaosheng, but they were no match for him. Even ordinary beggars could handle them. These guards were only slightly stronger than ordinary people and were far from the level of a martial artist like Bai Xiaosheng.

Outside the main hall of the Wang family, the sword light was cold, and the gaze was icy. The faint light flickered, bringing forth crimson blood and taking lives. In just a short while, over ten guards had fallen, and the remaining ones dared not approach or obstruct Bai Xiaosheng's path. They stood around, their faces pale with fear, and the Wang family was also terrified.

"Run!"

One of the guards shouted, and the remaining guards scattered, dropping their weapons. Bai Xiaosheng ignored them, his eyes fixed on the Wang family. These two were the source of evil—worthy of death!

With a flash of blood in his eyes, Bai Xiaosheng's sword instantly cut through the air, moving at an incredible speed. Two heads flew into the sky, and blood spattered all over him.

Looking at the two headless bodies, Bai Xiaosheng's body seemed to tremble. His eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and his face showed a hint of fear.

"Was this done by me?"

He asked himself softly, slowly turning his head to look behind him. There were many more bodies lying on the ground, testifying to his recent actions. This shocked Bai Xiaosheng greatly.

In his previous life, he was just a shut-in. He had never killed anyone, not even a chicken. In this life, he had opened the path of killing, especially in the past three years, where he had killed many people. But Bai Xiaosheng always believed he was not a bloodthirsty person; he only killed those who deserved it. But what had he done just now?

Did the Wang family deserve to die?

They deserved it! Absolutely! Whether it was the Wang family, the dead guards, or the lackeys, they all deserved to die. But what about the women? Don't tell me the women also killed.

In ancient times, they were all pitiful people, and killing women was something Bai Xiaosheng found hard to accept.

"Was this not done by me?" He seemed to be asking someone else, but also himself, his expression very strange. But there would be no answer to this question. The Wang family was either dead or had fled, and the answer was already in his heart and in his hands. Looking at the blood-drenched sword, this glaring evidence, Bai Xiaosheng felt the urge to throw it away for the first time.

"Ahh..."

With a wail, Bai Xiaosheng's body turned and disappeared into thin air. Where did he go? Naturally, he went into the system. He wanted to hide; he was afraid!

Sitting in the thatched hut, Bai Xiaosheng's body trembled slightly. On the battlefield, he had never been afraid, and he had not been afraid when facing Yue Lao San. But now, he was afraid, so he hid in this world of his own.

Here, he could not see the bodies, and no one could see him.

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