Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Selling Oneself to Bury One’s Father
Chu Fei spoke of Shi Hao’s power with the intention of deterring, letting the Murong Family know that being enemies with Shi Hao was extrely unwise.
However, one could only say that the people of the Murong Family had peculiar mindsets and interpreted his words from another angle.
What to do? He had intended to dispel the Murong Family’s hostility towards Shi Hao, but now it seed to have intensified the suspicion against Shi Hao.
Chu Fei had no choice but to exert his authority as the Crown Prince, saying, “This prince warns you, do not attack Shi Hao, do you hear?”
“Yes,” all three mbers of the Murong Family nodded.
Yet, as soon as Chu Fei left, the three revealed a chilling intent.
“No need to say it; being able to kill Brother Hai so silently, he must be the murderer.”
“Right, otherwise, Brother Hai would have struggled and stirred up a commotion, waking everyone in the inn.”
Murong Qing then pondered for a mont and said, “That murderer must be at least a mid-level martial master, possibly even at the peak of the mid-level martial masters; his strength is truly formidable.”
“We can’t handle him, but the Murong Family surely can.” One person scoffed, “Not to ntion our clan leader and Grand Elder Qianfeng, who are high-level martial masters, but even among the mid-level martial masters, we can bring out ten.”
“Exactly, ten mid-level martial masters acting together, couldn’t they overwhelm one?”
“Let’s go, return and report; since the murderer’s strength is so formidable, we must inform the family’s upper echelons.”
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After Shi Hao saw off Chu Fei and noticed the fatty was still cultivating, he decided to go out for a walk.
His main goal was to visit the dicine shops to see the level of Alchemy Dao in County Town. Although he had co here last year, he knew nothing then and certainly did not visit any dicine shops.
He visited several dicine shops alone and found that the level of Alchemy Dao here wasn’t very impressive either; the dicines were all limited to concoctions and powders, with no refined elixirs.
Alright then.
Shi Hao left the dicine shop and walked back.
He had not walked far when he saw a crowd gathering at the roadside.
He joined the crowd and discovered a girl selling herself to bury her father at the entrance of the inn.
This was a disheveled little girl who seed to be about eleven or twelve years old based on her height, but her face was dirty and utterly unrecognizable.
Therefore, although many people watched, no one paid to buy her. After all, what could they do with an ugly girl?
Being an orphan himself and having lost his only kin, his foster father, Shi Hao, was moved by a sense of hidden compassion and took out a piece of silver—this was one of the few possessions he had—and placed it on the ground.
He had no intention of buying the girl. He simply turned around and walked away with big strides.
But after walking for a while, he noticed the little girl was actually following him. She did not catch up to him but maintained a distance of about three ters.
Shi Hao stopped, and the girl also stopped, peering at him through her ssy hair with a sowhat frightened look.
As Shi Hao walked again, the girl followed. By the ti Shi Hao got ho, the girl had co along as well, and seizing the mont when Shi Hao was about to close the door, she hurriedly ran up and squeezed through the door.
Shi Hao sighed and asked, “Why are you following ?”
“You bought ; I am your daughter now!” the girl said.
Hey, who are you claiming as kin now?
“What about your father?” Shi Hao asked.
“Oh, I gave the silver to the innkeeper, and he helped bury him,” the girl said assertively.
This… Shi Hao couldn’t help but sweat. Was selling oneself to bury one’s father ant to be understood like this?
Wait a minute, when did you beco my daughter?
“I just gave you the money so you could bury your father; I didn’t an to buy you,” Shi Hao emphasized, unable to simply cast the little girl out harshly.
“Daddy, don’t send away!” the girl ca closer, looking at Shi Hao with pitiful, kitten-like eyes.
That ‘Daddy’ sounded all too natural.
Crap, your last dad wasn’t also taken in by selling himself to cover funeral expenses, was he?
Looking at the pitiful little girl, Shi Hao couldn’t help but sigh as he thought of himself, his heart softened, and he said, “I can’t stay here for many days either, but during this ti, I can take care of you a bit. After that, you will have to find your own way to survive.”
“Okay.” The little girl nodded pitifully and then rubbed her stomach, “Dad, I’m hungry.”
Shi Hao sighed, had he brought ho an ancestor?
“Fatty, let’s go eat,” he called out.
“Copy that.”
After a while, Fatty ca out and was taken aback when he saw the little girl, then chuckled and said, “Stone, where did you kidnap her from?”
“Hello, Uncle Fatty,” the little girl said sensibly.
“Good.” Fatty grinned, trying to act like an adult, although he himself was only sixteen.
The three of them headed to a small diner and, after ordering a few dishes, started eating.
Their eating was a frightening sight.
Due to his rapidly increased strength, Shi Hao naturally had an incredible appetite. Fatty not only had the sa issue but also naturally had a large appetite, making his food consumption even more alarming. What was troubleso was that the little girl’s appetite was not far behind theirs.
The three of them ate as if in battle, nearly instantaneously annihilating a table full of dishes, with each barely even half full.
No choice, they had to order more food and rice.
Shi Hao looked at the little girl, wondering if her previous “dad” died poor and destitute because of the little girl’s huge appetite.
“By the way, what’s your na?” he asked.
“Dad, my na is Bai Hua!” the little girl said obediently.
“You don’t have a last na?” Shi Hao asked again.
The little girl shook her head. “I’ve never seen my parents since I was little; I don’t know my last na.”
“Huh, didn’t you just sell yourself to pay for your father’s funeral?” Fatty, who had also caught wind of the situation, couldn’t help but be very surprised.
Shi Hao sighed, put his hand to his forehead, and asked, “Just how many tis have you sold yourself to cover funeral expenses?”
Bai Hua began counting on her fingers and said, “Seven tis!”
Damn!
Fatty was shocked. Are you so kind of curse, specifically jinxing your own father?
He thought for a mont and said, “From now on, you call us brothers!”
Damn, being this girl’s elder is too dangerous.
Bai Hua shook her head like a rattle drum, firmly disagreeing.
According to her understanding, only a dad would raise a daughter, so to cling to Shi Hao as her al ticket, she must call him dad.
After eating, they went back.
The courtyard that Shi Hao and the others had rented was quite large, giving Bai Hua a room was no pressure at all.
At this ti, there were still three days left until the martial arts contest.
For Shi Hao, the contest was rely a formality, and he naturally didn’t need to prepare.
A night passed, and Shi Hao and Fatty practiced as usual, while Bai Hua was still sleeping. She was awakened by Fatty’s miserable screaming.
After this practice session ended, Shi Hao’s strength had also reached 79,000 jin.
Tomorrow, he could advance to an elite martial master, and his strength would reach the starting point of an interdiate Martial Sect. Looking at the County Town and just speaking of strength, no one could surpass him.
And as for Martial Technique, apart from Luo Mu, who else possessed a Sun-Level Martial Technique?
Just as the three were discussing where their currently depleted wallets could afford to dine at noon, Lin Yuyue ca fluttering by.
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