Han Tai endured the pain and took a careful look at King Lin, exclaiming in horror, "King Lin, it’s you!"
"It’s not your old man, so who else would co to save you, your dad?"
Su Lie: "You’re King Lin from Black Wind Village on Qixia Mountain? What are you still doing in Jiangning Prefecture?"
King Lin sneered and suddenly stood before Su Lie, then lightly patted his chest, "Scram."
Su Lie imdiately fled as if seeing a ghost, calling his n to leave. Just as he mounted his horse, a large mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, along with pieces of innards.
He didn’t dare stay and left, enduring the internal injury.
Following that, King Lin called for the innkeeper to bring over so strong liquor and cleaned Han Tai’s wound, then took Han Tai out of the city to a deserted place. He slapped Han Tai’s shoulder, causing Han Tai to tremble uncontrollably, and the wound healed at a visible rate.
Han Tai soon realized, "This is the Thunder Sound of Refining Internal, have you mastered it?"
"What, you didn’t know?"
"I’ve had a lot happen to this past half year, I haven’t had the spirit to inquire about worldly society affairs. I just heard you were driven out of Black Wind Village by the Official Army."
"Who told you that, I just didn’t fancy playing on land anymore."
Han Tai gave an awkward smile and clasping his hands he said, "I can’t thank you enough for your great kindness. If there’s anything I can do for you in the future, just let know."
King Lin chuckled, "Look at you, you don’t want to hang out with ?"
Han Tai sorrowfully replied, "I was wiped out by Duke Wei, and now I just want to take revenge. If I follow you out to sea, how will I avenge them?"
King Lin: "You’re a real man just like , you can’t call yourself a man if you don’t take revenge. Since you don’t want to join at sea and want to stay in South Zhili to seek an opportunity for vengeance, let arrange a place for you."
Not caring about the rudeness in King Lin’s words, Han Tai asked, "Who are you in cahoots with among the Officials now?"
King Lin: "Cahoots? With that mouth of yours, it’d be strange if you didn’t cause trouble. Anyway, I have to tell you. I’ll write you a letter, and you take it to Xu Gongming of Jiangning Prefecture. Once he sees the letter, he’ll surely shelter you."
Han Tai: "Could it be Jiangning’s Tily Rain Xu Gongming?"
"Is there a second Xu Gongming in Jiangning Prefecture?" King Lin rolled his eyes.
Han Tai: "I’ve always heard that this man is righteous, disregards one’s background, and is very kind to many poor people. I just never had the chance to et him. But I’ve offended Duke Wei Mansion; would he dare take in?"
"If you hadn’t offended them, he wouldn’t have taken you in." King Lin laughed heartily, then explained to Han Tai.
Han Tai was overjoyed; he hadn’t expected to find a hero in South Zhili bold enough to clash head-on with Duke Wei Mansion. Alone and helpless, if he could join Xu Qing’s forces, then there would be a glimr of hope for revenge.
In fact, he had hoped for a life-for-life vengeance, not anticipating a chance would co knocking in Wuzhong County.
He kowtowed to King Lin, "Thank you, King Lin."
King Lin: "I just saved your life, and I didn’t see you thanking this much. Why is it that my introduction to Xu Gongming warrants greater gratitude than saving your life?"
Han Tai: "My life is trivial compared to avenging my entire family."
King Lin: "Good lad, I’ve always admired n like you in my life. It’s a pity you won’t join . Now Xu Gongming gets the good fortune."
Han Tai clasped his hands: "The kindness of Heavenly King Lin, I, Han, will never forget."
King Lin waved his hand, "Spare the formalities. If you really want to repay , serve Xu Gongming well. I’m also relying on him for my als now."
"I shall serve him with my life."
He tore a strip of cloth from Han Tai’s body and had Han Tai cut his finger to draw blood, then scribbled a letter in blood and handed it to Han Tai.
"Then, let’s part ways." King Lin departed as swiftly as lightning.
Han Tai watched with envy.
He too was talented; otherwise, he couldn’t have raised the second-tier Martial Arts of Thunderbolt Palm to the Bone Training level. However, without higher-level Martial Arts and Secret dicine, he could advance no further.
Fortunately, he had a decent Mace Technique.
Alas, in the face of true masters, there was still a gap. But this Mace Technique was really intended for use on the battlefield.
In the prosperous Southeast, there weren’t many opportunities to apply these skills.
In fact, his family held extensive military knowledge and manuals.
But with no major wars for many years in the Southeast, military circles were closed off. With little wealth and all of it spent on gaining connections, he could at best be a standby Inspector, hardly securing an actual post.
Alternatively, he could sell his Martial Arts skills to a wealthy family.
But that would be inferior to being a Local Tycoon.
He never imagined, sitting at ho, that disaster would strike from the heavens.
His family once owned hundreds of acres of pri farmland, enough for descendants to live comfortably, yet it was cunningly seized by a thug of Duke Wei’s Mansion and replaced with inferior, low-grade land.
Outraged, he robbed Duke Mansion’s birthday tribute, bringing great disaster upon himself.
His visit to the tavern was as a last resort, expected to be his final al; but instead, he found a new lease on life.
Holding the blood-written letter, Han Tai thought: "Even if Jiangning’s Tily Rain Xu Gongming takes in for King Lin’s sake, going empty-handed might leave underestimated."
He had previously looted the birthday tribute, acquiring a chest full of ancient paintings and antiques, which were being intensely pursued. Han Tai had hidden this chest in a secret location.
Now approaching to take refuge, he naturally needed to show sincerity.
Previously, he had felt hopeless, which led Su Lie and others to chase him. Now, with a sliver of hope for revenge, the desire to live resurged, prompting him to be cautious.
He took lonely paths, avoided human habitation, and returned to his old ho. In a very secluded spot, he dug out the chest. He climbed over mountains and avoided the main roads until he finally reached the foot of Qingyun Temple, as directed by King Lin in the blood letter.
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