This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 103: Courting Death?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Squeak!

The old door of the warehouse was pushed open, and a gust of wind and rain blew in.

Lightning flashed, and a figure with a sword at his waist appeared outside the door with his hand on the hilt of his sword. Only the outline of a body as steady as a mountain could be seen.

“Father…” The woman’s face was pale. She spread her arms and stood in front of Jian Yuhua, her eyes filled with sorrow and despair.

Jian Yuhua seemed to have expected this. His reaction was rather calm. “Second Miss, you should go back first. I’ll apologize to Master and go back later.”

The woman shook her head vigorously. There were tears in her eyes, but she couldn’t say anything.

Thump!

With a soft sound, the woman’s eyes lost focus, and her body went limp.

Jian Yuhua raised his hands to catch her and slowly put her down. He leaned against the wall, walked to the pile of junk, and took out a wooden stick that was the handle of a hoe. “Master, are you really that heartless?”

Zhou Huaili walked forward slowly, his eyes indifferent. “In the past two years, I have treated you as my own and given you everything. Half my lifetime of hard work was lost in today’s battle. I already reminded you beforehand. I didn’t want you to win. I just wanted you to remain silent. Why couldn’t you control your mouth?”

Jian Yuhua held a long stick in his hand, and his eyes no longer showed his usual admiration. “My Fu family of Liang Province has been loyal for three hundred years. My family lived and died with the country. We have never had an unfilial son. We’re different from your Zhou family, this kind of Jianghu folk family.”

“Hehe…” Zhou Huaili nodded slightly and slowly unsheathed his sword.

Whoosh!

A faint trembling sound appeared in the old warehouse. Under the candlelight, a cold light gradually rose.

But suddenly, wobbly footsteps sounded from the alley outside…

Tap, tap, tap, tap…

“Get drunk while wine is still available, then worry about tomorrow when it comes… Cutting running water with a sword, ’twill faster flow. Drink wine to drown your sorrow, it will heavier grow.”

It seemed that this man had drunk too much wine, making his voice sound a little hoarse.

The two of them paused and turned to look at the source of the voice.

Tap, tap, tap…

Soon, the footsteps moved from the wall to the door.

Lightning flashed, and a drunk man wearing a bamboo hat staggered to the door with a long saber in his hand and a wine bottle in his other. His entire body was drenched by the rain. “Burp! Why… are people here… Get lost. This is my territory…”

Zhou Huaili had come out alone because he didn’t want his father and outsiders to hear about him killing his disciple. When he saw an outsider barge in, his face turned cold, and he said in a low voice, “Get lost.”

His voice was murderous!

The man wearing the bamboo hat at the door looked around a few times, revealing an incomparably handsome face. But the bamboo hat was covering his eyes. “Heh! Yes… It’s a friend from Jianghu doing something. Old man, are you preparing to kill and rape?”

Zhou Huai’s eyes were full of anger as he turned around.

Seeing this, Jian Yuhua hurriedly said, “Brother, this is a private matter…”

“This dock is my territory. I sleep here every day…” The man staggered into the warehouse and held the hilt of his saber with both hands. He was drunk but heroic. “Kid… don’t be afraid. No one can… kill and rape in my territory. Go. I’ll deal with him…”

Zhou Huaili’s eyes were full of anger. He unsheathed his three-foot-long sword and pointed it at the drunk man in front of him. “I am Zhou Huaili. Are you blind?”

“Zhou Huaili… Haha… Never heard of you.”

Swoosh!

The next moment, a cold light flashed in the old warehouse.

The three-foot-long blade was like a slithering snake as it stabbed out like lightning, aiming for the bamboo hat man’s throat.

Jian Yuhua’s expression changed drastically, and he wanted to raise his stick to block.

But what he didn’t expect was that the drunkard quickly retreated as soon as the sword light came out. In an instant, he retreated to the wall, and the saber in his hand flashed.

Bam!

The wall beside him was instantly shattered, and a hole appeared, revealing the sewage alley under the rain.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…

The warehouse fell silent.

Zhou Huali’s casual strike missed. He sensed that this drunkard was definitely not an ordinary person, and caution flashed in his eyes.

Crack!

The man stood up straight, slowly sheathed his Hornless Dragon Saber, and leaned against the wall, his bamboo hat slightly tilted. “Go.”

Jian Yuhua’s arms were severely injured, and he had no combat strength. Seeing that the bamboo hat man was an expert who had drawn his saber to help, he didn’t say anything else. He slowly retreated, picked up the unconscious woman, and moved toward the wall.

Tread, tread…

Zhou Huaili’s eyes were furious as he locked his gaze on the bamboo hat man. “Who are you?”

The man held his saber and didn’t speak. From time to time, he would burp. It was only when Jian Yuhua walked out of the hole beside him and left quickly that he slowly stood up and was no longer drunk. “Do you know why I let him go?”

“You want to die for him?”

“I’m afraid he’ll recognize me, and I’m afraid he’ll plead for you.”

The man slowly raised his bamboo hat, revealing his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

?!

Zhou Huaili recognized who it was from the murderous eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. “Ye Silang…”

“Good eyesight.”

Holding the three-foot-long blade in his hand, Zhou Huaili looked around from the corner of his eyes, obviously looking for hidden experts from the Red Flower Pavilion.

“There’s no need to look. It’s just me.”

Zhou Huaili didn’t notice anyone jumping out of the dark, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes. “Are you here to die?”

Ye Jingtang took off his bamboo hat, threw it aside, and raised his saber. “Right.”

Rustle, rustle, rustle…

The old dock fell silent. There was only a little candlelight left, swaying slightly in the night wind.

Zhou Huaili had seen Ye Jingtang’s martial arts skills today. He was very powerful, but with this Overlord Spear, he could only fight Jian Yuhua. He was definitely not his match. He thought about it and felt that there must be an ambush around him. Otherwise, Ye Jingtang wouldn’t be so bold.

Zhou Huaili pondered for a moment and didn’t try to kill this great enemy from the Red Flower Pavilion. Instead, he moved slowly toward the door.

Ye Jingtang raised his saber and looked at him calmly, but he had no intention of chasing after him.

Tread, tread…

Soon, Zhou Huaili retreated outside the warehouse. With a light tap of his feet, his figure soared into the sky and disappeared outside the warehouse.

But the next moment, an explosion sounded under the rainy night!

Boom!

The sound was like thunder. The roof of the old warehouse instantly caved in, as if a thousand-pound object had smashed into it.

Clatter!

The entire roof collapsed, and Zhou Huaili fell from above.

Song Chi’s eyes widened as he fell from above. There was a sword wound under his ribs, but he ignored it. He punched Zhou Huaili’s chest again.

Bam!

A punch was thrown out, and the sound was like thunder.

As the rain and debris fell from the roof, the fist wind blew them away, forming a ring-shaped dust wave visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Huali’s martial arts skills were far inferior to the current Sword Saint, but to be able to be the sect master of the Water Cloud Sword Pool, he was by no means an ordinary person. He thrust his sword in the air, aiming it at Song Chi’s right shoulder, wanting him to stop and block the attack.

But this move failed to force the valiant fist of Song Chi to stop.

Thud!

The tip of the sword pierced into his flesh, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Zhou Huaili’s falling speed increased sharply, and his face turned red, but he still didn’t lose his composure. He spun in the air and stabbed at Ye Jingtang below.

Swish!

The sharp sword cry was almost shrill, like a volley of arrows being fired.. The three-foot-long blade stabbed down from the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was already above Ye Jingtang’s head!