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Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 312 - 129: A Slaughter Where Everybody Wins
The figure said, "Let me ask you, does killing an enemy bring benefits?"
The young girl shook her head.
The figure asked again, "Then let me ask you, does climbing higher bring benefits?"
The young girl nodded.
The figure said, "Taking advantage of the moment you leave to fight, and toppling you in the process, isn’t that the most reasonable thing in the world?"
The young girl: ...
She had not yet gotten used to the darkness of this world, so she was momentarily surprised, feeling it was wrong, yet helpless.
The young girl changed the topic, "By the way, Ancestor, why were you watching him?"
The figure said, "He is of the Sixth Grade, and he has a good son.
A child only seven years old, yet received eagerly by Gu Xuejian as a direct disciple, I actually already guessed the reason.
And upon observing this time, he is not only a Sixth Grade, but also a smart and brave one."
The young girl clapped her hands and said, "I understand now! You want to acquire at a low price and sell as unique merchandise!"
The figure closed the folded fan with a "snap" on the young girl’s head and said, "How many times have I taught you, treating people with sincerity, treating people with sincerity, how can you call this unique merchandise? "
The young girl held her head, eyes wide and teary, said, "Don’t hit, don’t hit! Clearly, it’s all taught by you, Ancestor."
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The next day.
On a chilly, desolate street.
The banner of "Hengwu Restaurant" flapped gently in the wind, with scarcely any people at either end of the alley, and even those who occasionally passed by didn’t enter.
The previously fervently shouting Wine Scholar was now as quiet as a dormant flag, sitting listlessly on a long bench inside the restaurant, with a clean, oil-free cloth draped over his shoulder, sighing gently.
"Old Lin, you say we were doing fine in Shanbao County, why come here and suffer... Ah, though it’s prosperous here, but..."
The Wine Scholar was almost in tears.
The person he was shouting at was Lin the Fourth, who had been tied up before, then became a hotel assistant, and now was the shopkeeper. He was also an old hand at Hengwu Restaurant, though he had no Martial Arts skills, he shone in loyalty to Mr. and Mrs. Li Yuan.
Lin the Fourth said, "The master stands high and sees far; it is not for you and me to fathom... Xiaosun, instead of complaining here, you’d better shout a few more times."
"Ah, I’m just saying, not complaining about the master. The master and the madam have been so gracious to us, how could I bite the hand that feeds me?" The Wine Scholar, called Xiaosun, sighed, and added, "Don’t I know whether the wine from our home is good or not? Those people just came to cause trouble, ruined our reputation, and then no one comes."
Just as he was speaking, suddenly a group of people appeared outside the door with a "crash," dressed in black clothes and black pants, about a dozen people; as soon as they entered, they sat around a table and bellowed, "Waiter, bring wine, bring dishes!"
Xiaosun hurried over with a smile and said, "Gentlemen, what would you like? Our house special is..."
Before he could finish, the leader of the group waved his hand, interrupting, "Order two of each signature dish! As for the drinks, you look at us brothers, two jars each! Bring the best, we can afford to pay!"
Then, he pulled out a Gold Yuanbao from his chest and slammed it on the wooden table with a "thud," shouted, "Why aren’t you quick about it?!"
Xiaosun laughed, accompanied by a smile, "Yes, yes, of course."
In the past few days, only one or two people came to make trouble, but this group of people was clearly different... Surely not every one of them came to make trouble.
Xiaosun thought so.
However...
A moment later.
The leader grabbed a wine jar and smashed it down with a "boom."
The strong aroma of the Spring Dream Brew surged up, and the leader stomped on the ground with his foot, saying, "Damn it! Is this for people to drink?! Even dogs won’t drink this!"
Someone else shouted, "And this dish, tsk tsk, there are actually two flies in the dish, what kind of place is this?"
"Don’t run a shop anymore, go beg on the streets, isn’t that more promising than opening a shop?"
Bang!
Boom!!
The place was in an uproar.
Just then, a gray-haired figure quickly emerged from the depths of the restaurant, his long blade touching the ground as he coldly stared at the group of people.
Xiaosun, along with other dumbfounded waiters, immediately found their backbone and rushed forward, each shouting "Master Zhou," "Master Zhou is here."
The newcomer was Zhou Jia.
Zhou Jia looked intently at the dozen or so people, his expression icy.
The leader tilted his head and said, "Oh, a thug! Outsiders are still outsiders, understand no rules! Here, do you dare to kill?"
Zhou Jia stepped forward, his hand lightly gripping the handle of the blade.
Screech...
An ear-piercing screech abruptly tore through the stillness of the vacant restaurant, like a sharp knife slicing through blank paper.
Immediately, a near-demonic sound began to emerge from the silence, as if about to unleash a hysterical, sinister scream.
The leader was startled, instinctively taking a few steps back.
Zhou Jia stepped forward.
The dozen or so people took a step back.
Zhou Jia took another step forward, and the dozen or so people continued to move back.
Reaching the doorstep, the last person actually ended up with his heel pressed on the doorstep, falling backward with an "ouch" before turning around and running.
The dozen or so people immediately fled, running far away and shouting in the bustling market, "Hengwu Restaurant is killing people, killing people!"
Zhou Jia watched them leave, then sheathed his blade.
However, his face was somewhat pale.
Since four years ago, after he regained confidence and hope with the "City Destruction" move.
After being nurtured by abundant resources, he has recovered his former Seventh Grade strength.
However, the "Life Atlas of the Yanyue Sect," he still could not draw.
The "City Destruction" move, he still had not been able to master.
Even though he poured his heart and soul into it, he only comprehended ten percent.







