60: Just a few pounds of meat, not worth mentioning!

This sentence exploded like a thunderclap in the silent tavern!

"Seven Wonders Playboy Liu Yulang?!"

"The one known as the most despicable, most shameless, most brazen, and most damnable flower thief?"

"The Seven Wonders Scum who claimed that he could defile anything except his own mother?"

"He... he disguised himself as this old man?!"

The surrounding patrons instantly burst into an uproar, retreating in terror, tables and chairs toppling everywhere.

The name Liu Yulang, in Jiangnan Dao and even the entire Jianghu, represented heinous lewd acts and elusive cunning!

Liu Yulang's face drastically changed, his last shred of hope completely gone!

His identity was thoroughly exposed!

He reacted extremely quickly; the moment the words "Liu Yulang" fell, his body shot backward, and at the same time, he rapidly flung both hands!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Dozens of tiny whizzing sounds rang out, poisoned silver needles as fine as ox hair, several pellets emitting eerie green smoke, and a money dart flashing with a faint blue cold light,

like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, instantly enveloped all the space around Lu Jiuyuan! The angles were cunning and vicious, blocking all paths of evasion!

This was precisely one of his "Seven Wonders" that he was famous for—hidden weapons!

The Rain and Mist Tower erupted in exclamations! This malicious rain of hidden weapons, so fast!

However, Lu Jiuyuan's figure disappeared the instant the hidden weapons were launched!

The next moment, a sword light, swifter than lightning and more biting than the arctic wind, suddenly illuminated the path of Liu Yulang's backward flight!

A point of cold star condensed to the extreme, carrying the will to pierce through and destroy everything!

Guhong Sword—no regrets in drawing the sword!

"Puff puff puff puff puff!"

The muffled sound of a sharp blade entering flesh clearly reached everyone's ears.

Liu Yulang's backward-flying figure came to an abrupt halt, falling to the ground with a thud, each of his hands and feet having a hole.

And a small amount of flesh fell to the ground.

Lu Jiuyuan's eyes swept over that tiny bit of flesh: "Someone once said that many behaviors are often due to inferiority; now it seems, it is indeed so."

"Only daring to bully innocent maidens, no wonder he doesn't dare to go to Qinhuai River!"

Liu Yulang's scream was not the expected piercing wail but rather a gasping hiss, like a choked throat, leaking air.

The intense pain made him instinctively want to curl up and roll, but his pierced limb joints were like a nailed puppet, only able to twitch violently,

dragging his mutilated body to twist and slap against the cold floor, emitting dull and grating sounds.

The disguised old face was distorted beyond recognition, snot and tears mixed with cold sweat smeared across the wrinkled disguise Materials, revealing a pale base belonging to Liu Yulang underneath.

"The dish is ready? Where is the dog?" Lu Jiuyuan asked,

and immediately heard the owner shout: "Coming, coming, almost there!" He nimbly jumped to the backyard, then came running back, holding a dog, his face full of excitement.

"Everyone, everyone, excuse me, excuse me, make way, the dog is here! The dog is here!"

"Uh... ho ho..." Liu Yulang's throat made a gasping sound like a broken bellows, his eyeballs almost bursting from extreme fear and intense pain.

He saw the excited owner bringing the dog up, saw the small amount of flesh that had fallen to the ground, which had once been his proud and evil weapon.

The Rain and Mist Tower was very lively; those who were about to leave no longer did, heads popped out everywhere, each one inexplicably excited, watching the spectacle was human nature after all.

"Seven Wonders Langjun?" Lu Jiuyuan's voice was still low, yet very clear,

"Marvelous Hand Soaring Cloud, Marvelous Tongue Blooming Flowers, Marvelous Steps Without Trace, Marvelous Weapons Soul-Snatching, Marvelous Medicine Mind-Bewitching, Marvelous Sounds of a Hundred Kinds, Marvelous Appearance of a Thousand Changes... how many of your 'Seven Wonders' are left?"

Liu Yulang's struggles weakened, leaving only violent gasps and uncontrollable spasms.

Fear completely overwhelmed the pain; he looked at Lu Jiuyuan's cold, emotionless eyes, knowing he was finished this time.

"Ho... Sword Saint... I admit defeat... I only ask for a quick death... not to live..."

Liu Yulang struggled to squeeze out a few indistinct words, his broken vocal cords only able to produce a leaky, gasping sound: "My money... I'll give it all to you..."

"No, I find it dirty," Lu Jiuyuan interrupted him, his tone as flat as if discussing the weather:

"What you just said about being cut into a thousand pieces, skinned and stuffed with straw, and lit as a sky lantern... it does sound satisfying."

"Would anyone do me a favor and call Prefect Zhou? Just say I requested it, to skin him and stuff him with straw, and execute him publicly!"

"I'll go!" A figure shot out of the window with a whoosh: "Ninth Master, stop the bleeding, don't let him die!"

"Ninth Master, Ninth Master, should I feed it or not?" The shopkeeper held the dog next to that small piece of meat, the dog struggling in his arms, his excitement unconcealed.

"Feed it!"

As soon as the words fell, the owner let go of the dog, and the dog grabbed the meat and ran off.

"I'm going to be incomplete... I'm going to be incomplete..." Liu Yulang's eyes widened, desperately turning his head to watch the dog run away.

There has always been such a legend in the world: if you lack something when you die and are buried in this life, you will lack that same thing in your next life after Reincarnation.

This is also why everyone wants to be buried with a complete body.

Even eunuchs would carefully preserve their treasures for decades, to be buried together when they are laid to rest.

Being a eunuch in this life was miserable enough; they wouldn't want to be a eunuch again in the next life.

"Ho... ho... kill me..." Liu Yulang's throat gurgled with bloody foam and broken pleas, his eyes fixed on Lu Jiuyuan, filled only with the desperate begging of a dying animal, "Please... please... give me a quick end..."

"A quick end?" Lu Jiuyuan's voice was not loud, but his Aura was so oppressive it made people breathless,

"Just now you spoke grandly of a thousand cuts, skinning and stuffing with straw, lighting sky lanterns... what a delightful vengeance.

How come, when it's your turn, you only ask for a quick end?"

He bent down slightly, his stern face approaching Liu Yulang's pupils, which were dilated from intense pain: "Surely many people begged you in this way back then; did you spare them?

"Skinning and stuffing with straw, I will do as I say. I won't kill you easily; that would be too quick for you. I will kill the spirit."

After a while, a team of constables hurried over.

"Ninth Master! Prefect Zhou has been summoned!"

The man who had previously shot out of the window ran back, panting, followed by several public servants dressed as yamen runners, surrounding a middle-aged official in a blue official robe, his face filled with surprise and uncertainty.

It was none other than Zhou Wenqing, the Prefect of Hangzhou.

Prefect Zhou stepped into the Rain and Mist Tower, his brows furrowing at the strong smell of blood and the old man slumped on the ground, his limbs pierced, his crotch dripping blood, and his face twisted.

But upon seeing a small scar on the man's wrist, his face instantly turned deathly pale in shock.

He forced himself to calm down, his gaze sweeping over the dripping, strange four-sided sword, finally resting on Lu Jiuyuan, his heart sinking heavily.

Sword Saint Lu Jiuyuan! The Emperor's sworn brother, holding a golden token as if the Emperor himself were present; this was big trouble!

"Great Hero Lu...?" Prefect Zhou cupped his hands, his voice carrying an imperceptible tremor, "May I ask... may I ask why this humble official was summoned?"

Lu Jiuyuan lifted his foot, his boot sole stepping on the still-bleeding wound on Liu Yulang's right arm, applying slight pressure and twisting.

"Ah—!" Liu Yulang let out an inhuman shriek, his body arching sharply then falling heavily, like a fish out of water.