Augustus shrugged and said, "Others only need one Copper Coin to buy oyster pancakes with a bowl of noodles, you can’t——"
The attendant punched him in the stomach.
He "waa"ed and vomited out the noodles he had just eaten.
The shopkeeper saw this and angrily said:
"You damn boy, look what you’ve done to my place. Who would dare co to eat noodles now?"
"Give the money, or I’ll give you a good beating!"
Augustus, in a daze, was lifted up by the attendant, and he started fumbling in his pocket.
"He only has one Copper Coin."
The attendant shouted.
"Unlucky fool—Hand over the money and get him out of here." The shopkeeper said.
Augustus suddenly rembered a scene from before.
Old Blind Man.
Also had no money to eat and was kicked out.
It seems——
Is having no money a cri?
But I have money.
I paid two Copper Coins, enough for two bowls of noodles.
Why——
Do I have to pay more?
——I have money, how dare you treat like this?
A hand twisted his neck.
It hurt.
It hurt too much.
On what grounds——
Augustus’s eyes were lifeless as he looked around.
But everywhere his eyes rested, people were just focusing on eating their noodles.
Only one or two people looked at his sorry figure with smiles on their faces.
Smiling?
"Local dog, next ti you learn to go to the town for a al, don’t have a tyrant’s al again."
The attendant said with disdain as he dragged Augustus by the neck out.
Augustus hesitated, sothing in his heart shattered with a "snap" sound and disappeared without a trace.
——He had squatted at the stern of Cheng’s boat for several years, holding a bowl every day, waiting for that scoop of seaweed porridge.
Just like a dog.
Now with three Copper Coins, he had co to town to dine.
But in the eyes of others——
He was still a dog.
Why do you all treat like a dog?
Clearly, I am the best at diving and fishing along the coast; no one can surpass .
Clearly, I followed the rules and paid for my al.
He struggled, thrust his hand behind him, and forcefully drew out that dagger.
"Still dare to resist? I see you, kid——"
The attendant impatiently turned his head, about to kick again, when sothing stabbed his throat.
Pfft——
The attendant, about to speak, was stabbed in the throat, splitting open.
A mix of gas, blood, and saliva sprayed from his throat, splattering Augustus’s face.
Augustus’s face was full of blood, yet he widened his eyes, raised the dagger, and stabbed it into the attendant’s eye socket in one go.
——His strength was smaller compared to him.
From the lesson of killing Cheng, it was best to stab the vital point to kill.
"Murder!"
Soone shouted.
The attendant fell to the ground, his mouth opening and closing, wanting to scream but unable to, his body twitching uncontrollably.
Augustus didn’t speak, simply knelt down and rubbed his face against the attendant’s chest, wiping off all the blood and mucus.
The attendant’s twitching gradually stopped.
He was dead.
Augustus got up, took three steps in two strides to the counter, blocking the shopkeeper.
"Spare , sir!"
The shopkeeper, a brawny man, knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for rcy.
Augustus looked at him.
——This person didn’t even resist, imdiately making him lose interest.
Indeed, there was nothing sharp here.
The fish peeler in his hand was very sharp, casually being able to make cuts on him.
After the shopkeeper kowtowed five or six tis, Augustus finally spoke:
"Do you think I look like a dog?"
"No! Not at all! Whoever dares to say you’re a dog is clearly blind!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly said.
"There’s sothing I can’t figure out."
"Please speak." The shopkeeper said.
"You own a noodle shop in the county, a boss who supposedly has plenty to eat and wear, with money thousands of tis more than ——"
"Why do you have to snatch the only Copper Coin I have left?"
Augustus finished.
The shopkeeper opened his mouth, speechless.
Augustus felt bored, tightened his grip on the dagger, and walked towards the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper seed to suddenly awaken, pulling open a drawer and placing the pile of Silver and Copper Coins in front of Augustus
"The money, it’s all yours, young brother, spare a life!"
The shopkeeper pleaded.
Augustus suddenly kicked over the soup pot on the stove beside him, the boiling soup splattering all over the shopkeeper.
"Aaaaah——"
The shopkeeper scread like a banshee, rolling on the ground.
Augustus watched for a while, gradually losing interest, and prepared to kill him with the dagger.
"Don’t kill him!"
Soone shouted.
That voice——
Augustus turned to look, it was Old Blind Man.
Old Blind Man had returned!
"Do not kill—any life you take is your own—these sword techniques are poison!"
He shouted at Augustus.
Swish!
Suddenly, Old Blind Man was hit by a horse carriage and flew to land in the bushes across the street.
Augustus was taken aback.
Don’t take life?
You think I want to kill?
He instinctively looked at the attendant’s corpse.
A surge of satisfaction washed over him.
It’s not that I want to kill, but these people are asking for death!
Augustus tightened his grip on the dagger, leapt forward, and plunged the dagger into the shopkeeper’s back of the head.
The shopkeeper imdiately stopped moving.
"Oh no!"
Across the street, Old Blind Man regretfully watched the scene, angrily slapping his thigh and shouting loudly:
"You’ve given him strength again!"
Him?
Who?
What strength?
——But what do any of this have to do with !
Augustus took a cloth bag from under the counter, emptied the drawer of Silver Coins, and left through the back door of the noodle shop.
This ti, he no longer felt the panic of his first kill, he could even calmly think about what to do next.
——The city will certainly start hunting for the murderer.
It’s best to leave the city.
Not right.
Leaving the city would an not being able to kill Cheng.
Go under the West City Bridge then.
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