65: Chapter 65 Sister-in-law, let's settle our old scores!

In the Martial Arts Arena, a deathly silence lasted for a full dozen breaths or so.

The surrounding guards dared not look directly into Qin Feng's eyes, which were as deep as an abyss.

Killing The Lame One at Mortal Stage 8 in an instant, and turning the tables to kill Zhao Chong at the Early Stage of Mortal Stage 9, his terrifying combat power, which swept away all resistance like dry leaves, had completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the guards in the Ninth Squad.

In the Servant District, there was only one rule: the weak are prey to the strong, and only the fittest survive.

"Good, what a hero emerging from the youth!" From his grand armchair, Steward Wang Taian suddenly clapped and laughed loudly, his greasy face full of hypocritical admiration.

"Qin Feng, is it? I knew long ago that you were no ordinary person. Since Captain Luo Kun is dead, the position of Ninth Squad captain should naturally go to those capable."

Having said that, Steward Wang Taian turned his head to look at Yang Liu beside him, his tone carrying a hint of fawning, "My Lady, what do you think?"

Ripples of light danced in Yang Liu's long, narrow peach-blossom eyes as she cast a deep look at Qin Feng, who stood in the center of the arena without a drop of blood on his clothes.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was lazy and seductive, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Since no one has any objections, it is announced that from this day forward, Qin Feng will serve as the new captain of the Ninth Squad."

Yang Liu walked forward gracefully, unfastened a black iron token symbolizing the captain's status from her waist, and tossed it over casually.

With a "snap," Qin Feng caught it steadily.

"Since you have accepted the token, everything Captain Luo Kun left behind is now under your jurisdiction."

Immediately, Yang Liu ordered Lin Yuxi, "The Ninth Squad's residence and resources. Lin Yuxi, I give you until the end of the day to organize all the items Captain Luo Kun left behind and hand them over completely to Captain Qin, do you understand?!"

"My Lady... I..." Lin Yuxi's delicate body trembled violently, tears welling up in her eyes.

Her husband's body was not yet cold, and the seventh day after his death had not even passed, yet the Management Hall was so impatiently trying to sweep her out the door.

Truly, when a person leaves, the tea goes cold...

"What? Do you have an objection?" Yang Liu's gaze suddenly turned cold.

"This subordinate... obeys." Lin Yuxi bit her lip until it bled, but in the end, she could only lower her head powerlessly, swallowing all her humiliation and unwillingness.

Qin Feng tossed the black iron token in his hand, a meaningful arc curling at the corner of his mouth. "Many thanks for your support, My Lady. This subordinate will certainly do his utmost."

"Work hard, and don't let me down."

Yang Liu tossed out this meaningful sentence, then turned and left the Martial Arts Arena with Steward Wang Taian, surrounded by a crowd of guards.

That night.

Inside the independent courtyard exclusive to the Ninth Squad captain in the Servant District, the atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.

A biting night wind whistled through the courtyard, causing the white soul-calling banner hanging in front of the mourning hall to flap loudly.

The main hall had been temporarily converted into a mourning hall, with a thin-walled coffin placed in the center. In front of it sat a fire basin, and a few white candles flickered in the wind, emitting a dim, cold, yellowish light.

Lin Yuxi wore a rough white mourning garment, her jet-black hair devoid of any ornaments, draped casually over her thin shoulders.

She was crouching in front of the fire basin, tossing paper money into it one by one. The firelight illuminated her bloodless, yet still breathtakingly beautiful face.

"Step, step, step..." A steady, powerful sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate, breaking the deathly silence of the mourning hall.

Qin Feng was dressed in a brand-new black robe, his hands clasped behind his back, like a ghost in the dark night, slowly stepping into the courtyard filled with the scent of paper money ash.

His deep gaze swept over the furnishings in the courtyard, finally landing on the thin figure in front of the mourning hall.

Lin Yuxi's movements paused slightly, but she did not turn around.

"I have already inventoried everything. The account books, the warehouse keys, and the Ninth Squad's roster are all on the offering table over there." Her voice was extremely hoarse, carrying a kind of numbness like a heart turned to ash.

"Captain Qin, you can inspect them. After you finish, I will naturally leave."

Qin Feng walked over to the offering table, not even glancing at the so-called account books and keys. Instead, he casually picked up a stick of incense and lit it on the candle nearby.

"This courtyard is indeed much more spacious than mine." Qin Feng inserted the incense into the censer nonchalantly, looking down at Lin Yuxi's back.

"However, what's the rush? The handover doesn't need to happen this very instant."

Lin Yuxi slowly stood up. Because she had been kneeling for a long time, her legs were a bit numb, and her body swayed slightly.

She turned around, her red, beautiful eyes staring fixedly at Qin Feng, her eyes filled with a complex mix of hatred and humiliation.

She said softly, "Qin Feng, you have already obtained everything you wanted! The captain's position is yours, and Captain Luo Kun's legacy is yours. What more do you want?!"

"I don't want anything else." Qin Feng pulled over a chair and sat down in a straddling, imposing manner, his gaze sweeping unreservedly over Lin Yuxi's graceful curves wrapped in the mourning clothes.

"It's just that, according to the rules, you have to get out today. But I am a kind-hearted person..."

"Little Brother Qin..." Lin Yuxi took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, her tone carrying a hint of pleading.

"I beg you... can you give me a few more days? At least... at least wait until Captain Luo Kun's seventh day after death passes. Please let him complete this final journey peacefully, okay?"

Listening to her slightly choked pleading, the expression on Qin Feng's face did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"The seventh day, huh..." Qin Feng's slender fingers tapped lightly on the chair's armrest, emitting a dull "thud, thud" sound.

In the entire mourning hall, only the tapping sound and the crackling of burning paper money in the fire basin echoed.

After a long while, Qin Feng suddenly stopped tapping, a hair-raising smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "That is acceptable."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up and walked step by step in front of Lin Yuxi.

"However, I want to ask. Sister-in-law, do you want to avenge Big Brother Luo?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Yuxi's delicate body shook violently, and two terrifying flashes of light instantly erupted from her previously dead-gray eyes!

"Zhang Zhongjiu!" She spat out the name through gritted teeth, her delicate face becoming slightly distorted due to extreme hatred.

She said, "That beast hacked Big Brother Luo to death with a flurry of blades; this hatred is irreconcilable! I dream of flaying his skin and pulling out his tendons!"

Watching the fire of revenge burning in the other person's eyes, he nodded with satisfaction. "Very good."

Qin Feng suddenly reached out his right hand and grabbed Lin Yuxi's fair, small hand, which was trembling slightly with anger.

Feeling the familiar, scorching touch, Lin Yuxi was struck as if by lightning, her brain instantly going blank.

The memories of the madness in the cave over a dozen days ago were biting into her nerves like a venomous snake.

"You... what do you want to do?!" Lin Yuxi tried to pull her hand back in a panic, but Qin Feng's hand was like an iron clamp, trapping her tightly.

"Since you want revenge, then follow me." Qin Feng's deep black eyes stared straight at her, his tone overbearing and unquestionable.

"Become my woman, and I will help you get revenge in the future, how about that?!"

"In your dreams!!!" Lin Yuxi said angrily. "Qin Feng, you are a complete beast. Big Brother Luo has just died, and his body is lying in the coffin behind you! How dare you say such shameless words to me in the mourning hall?!"

"You took advantage of a crisis to ruin my innocence first, and now you want me to be your plaything? You are simply not human; you are a devil!!!"

Listening to Lin Yuxi's hysterical cursing, Qin Feng nodded, then slowly released the hand he was holding.

"Fine. I am a beast, right?"

"Then, let's change the way we chat... let's settle the score between us, it seems we haven't cleared that up yet."

Qin Feng's voice became cold and bone-chilling. "Back at the edge of the cliff in the Luanzang Mountain Range, you were determined to kill me. With your Mortal Stage 8 cultivation, every sword strike was aimed directly at my vital points. If it weren't for luck, I would have probably been hacked into meat paste by you, wouldn't I?"

Lin Yuxi's expression changed drastically, and she subconsciously retreated until her back hit Captain Luo Kun's coffin, with nowhere left to retreat.