Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 82 - 78 Use the other’s way to give back to him

Chapter 82: Chapter 78 Use the other’s way to give back to him

"When the time comes, have Zuo Qianhu speak well of me in front of the State Preceptor, and maybe I could swap for a rich and prosperous place to continue making money. Isn’t that better than squeezing money out of these poor souls here?"

"What you’ve said is very true!"

The Colonel nodded with a forced smile.

"Hmph! Well calculated, eh!"

Li Ping’an had originally intended to break out and retrieve his belongings just now, but suddenly someone showed up, so he continued to endure it. He then heard this corrupt official planning to hand over his money to the damned Zuo Qianhu, who was arriving soon. At that time, with the opposition having more people and more power, it would be difficult for him to take it back, forcing him to make a move.

"Who?"

The County Magistrate, Colonel, and the convulsing Zhuge Weiwei were all startled, turning their heads to look around.

"Who do you think it is?"

The County Magistrate, Colonel, and Zhuge Weiwei were startled again, turning back toward the rear door of the grand hall.

"Hmm? There’s no one there!"

The County Magistrate and Colonel were puzzled, tilting their heads.

"Grandfather is here!"

The disappeared Li Ping’an suddenly appeared at the grand hall’s main door. Since there was no one around him, Li Ping’an acted without any reservation, not even wearing a mask. He had resolved to kill these two dressed-up beasts, or else he simply wouldn’t be able to get his money back; it was also a way to eliminate a local menace.

"You... it’s you..."

Zhuge Weiwei stared at Li Ping’an, speechless for a long time, as his convulsing body began to tremble violently again.

"Who are you?"

Both the County Magistrate and the Colonel were stunned but were not frightened, as this was the Government Office, their territory, surrounded by their own people; they felt no one dared to act recklessly.

"Who do you say I am?"

Li Ping’an, holding the Hundred Plays Steel Rod, strode further inside.

"Are you the State Preceptor’s confidant, Zuo Qianhu?"

The County Magistrate asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"Somewhat familiar..."

The Colonel squinted his eyes, sizing up Li Ping’an, feeling that he had seen him somewhere.

"Hahaha!"

Li Ping’an smirked bitterly:

"How many people have you harmed to be this numb and audacious? I was just victimized by you today, and you don’t recognize me?"

"Victimized? You..."

The County Yamen and the Colonel still had no clue, exchanging glances, certain they hadn’t seen him before.

"Could you be Bao Rongzhi passing through Qi County on your way to do business elsewhere, whom I swindled out of one hundred taels of silver?"

"You bastards!"

Li Ping’an cursed angrily, amused and enraged by the Colonel’s response; he then raised the Hundred Plays Steel Rod:

"You don’t recognize me, but you recognize the rod in my hand?"

"Who exactly is he? How did he appear here?"

The County Magistrate immediately turned and glared at the Colonel.

"Somewhat familiar... this rod... considering your age, appearance..."

The Colonel scratched his head, pondering, and finally remembered, exclaiming in surprise:

"Aren’t you the rich young master who impersonated a Taoist today? Weren’t you already dead?"

"Damn it! I just wanted to cripple you and take back my money, but you beasts harm people to the extent of not even remembering names!"

Li Ping’an grew angrier the more he listened, and with a glance at the still undying Zhuge Weiwei, he finally understood why Zhuge Weiwei had resorted to rebellion. If this was the state of affairs under the Emperor’s nose, other places must truly be a hell on earth!

"It was indeed you! The wealthy young master from Five Finger Mountain County who came today!"

The colonel, staring at the rod in Li Ping’an’s hand, finally confirmed it.

"The wealthy young master from Five Finger Mountain County? Isn’t that Cen Changqing’s territory?"

The Qi County Magistrate turned his head, looking puzzled at the colonel.

The colonel quickly pointed to the bundle on the table:

"My lord, this money belongs to that scoundrel!"

"Oh, I see."

After learning the identity of the newcomer, the Qi County Magistrate became even more fearless, nonchalantly sitting down to drink tea leisurely:

"Colonel, how did you handle it?"

"I really don’t know, sir!"

After explaining, the colonel glared at Li Ping’an and demanded:

"How the hell did you escape from the death-row prison?"

"Broke through the wall and leapt out, just that simple!"

"Bullshit! You dared to impersonate a Taoist before, and now you impersonate an Immortal, I’ll end you right now!"

The colonel immediately drew his waist knife, addressing the County Magistrate, who was calmly drinking tea with his head down:

"My lord, please wait a moment; I’m afraid I’ll stain the resting place with blood!"

"No matter, just handle this scoundrel quickly, then go check the prison to see who let him out. Kill them all together!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The colonel agreed and brandished his waist knife, charging at Li Ping’an.

"Young man, be careful! This scoundrel also ranked among the top hundred in the martial examinations of the Zhenji Tenth Year; he has plenty of tricks up his sleeve!"

Zhuge Weiwei, seeing potential harm, immediately warned Li Ping’an.

"Mr. Zhuge, for such trash, I don’t even need to make a move. He will deliver his own death!"

Li Ping’an looked at Zhuge Weiwei with a carefree and teasing smile, paying no attention to the colonel charging at him.

"Oh, you two know each other? Great! I’ll count both of you as Rebels, hahaha!"

The Qi County Magistrate, utterly malicious, thus fabricated a heinous crime for Li Ping’an. In doing so, when Zuo Qianhu arrived, he would have delivered two rebels to the State Preceptor, earning himself even more merit, his heart brimming with joy.

"This humble one knows what to do!"

The colonel raced off, seeing that Li Ping’an did not respond but instead turned away, ignoring him. While intending to behead Li Ping’an, he heard the Magistrate’s calculations. His wrist subtly turned, and he immediately reduced his strike by fifty percent, aiming only for Li Ping’an’s shoulder.

"Boy, stop bluffing! You’re going to die... huh?"

Zhuge Weiwei anxiously watched as the colonel slashed at Li Ping’an’s shoulder, only for the unflinching Li Ping’an to suddenly raise his Hundred Plays Steel Rod, blocking the colonel’s face.

"Mr. Zhuge, what did you say?"

Li Ping’an gently pushed back, driving the Hundred Plays Steel Rod, which was against the colonel’s face, in with ease.

"To think I, Li Ping’an, have never harmed a soul, always slaying demons and fighting ghosts. Today, I broke my vow of non-killing. Well, in this world, it’s either you kill me or I kill you, so let it start with you, this worthless Zhang San, Li Si!"

Li Ping’an, learning from the colonel and County Magistrate’s way of harming others, did not bother remembering the names of the dead, randomly assigning a name. In doing so, he used their own methods against them, a fitting return.

With a thud, Li Ping’an exerted more strength on the Hundred Plays Steel Rod in his hand, driving it through the colonel’s face and out the back of his head.

"What a pity it dirtied my rod!"

Li Ping’an pulled out the Hundred Plays Steel Rod, disdainfully glanced at the colonel’s corpse, who thus fell dead with a single strike from Li Ping’an, and collapsed to the ground.