Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 597 - 0599: Can’t Kill You, Humiliate You

Chapter 597: Chapter 0599: Can’t Kill You, Humiliate You

Before the ambushing man could figure out what was happening, he already saw that Chu Feng was not only no longer at his original position. Chu Feng had also disappeared from his current location.

Chu Feng had completely vanished in front of him, giving him a very ominous feeling.

In a moment, he had decided to flee.

However, his speed was evidently slower than Chu Feng’s attack speed.

He had just turned around when Chu Feng was already blocking him.

Chu Feng looked at this dwarf-like assassin, who resembled a special actor from a circus, and felt genuinely angry.

You can kill me, but can’t you send someone better?

You can kill me, but don’t you dare lay a hand within the school, okay? The school is the only Pure Land in Chu Feng’s heart. If anyone dares to harm the school, it would be desecrating the Pure Land in Chu Feng’s heart.

No matter how you look at it, the other party had insulted him. Not killing you, just insulting you, that is just too malicious.

The dwarf raised his hand and directly aimed for Chu Feng’s lower body.

If he had really been grabbed, Chu Feng’s happiness for the rest of his life might have depended solely on memory.

But fortunately, Chu Feng was skillful enough that his happiness for the rest of his life didn’t have to live on in memories alone.

Chu Feng was very fast and struck before the other could act.

Before the dwarf could successfully execute the "Monkey Stealing Peaches", Chu Feng had already seized a deadly pressure point on his back.

If he dared make any sudden movement, Chu Feng could send him to Western Heaven in an instant.

"Don’t run wild in my Pure Land, roll over here if you want to cause trouble," Chu Feng said.

Chu Feng walked ahead while the dwarf followed behind.

Chu Feng wasn’t worried about the dwarf escaping, because in his presence, no one could get away.

Chu Feng and the dwarf arrived at the top of East Mountain, which was very quiet whether in the morning or evening.

"Tell me, who sent you?" Chu Feng asked.

The dwarf said, "You know, I could never betray the name of the person who ordered me."

Chu Feng looked at the dwarf and said, "Alright then, you might as well kill yourself now. Keeping you alive is just leaving behind a scourge for society; killing you would make me feel dirty. Just die by yourself, since you might have hidden poison in your teeth or brain. Choose however you want to die, but I’ll be watching. I want to make sure you are actually dead."

"..."

Chu Feng’s actions left the dwarf dumbfounded, unsure of what to do next.

Because this was not what he had anticipated. In his expectations, Chu Feng would torture him and then force him to do things.

By that time, I should bravely sacrifice myself—that would make sense in a normal plot. Who starts a story with an assassin being forced to commit suicide? Would such a plot really work, and if it moved to the big screen, would people think it’s a good time for a bathroom break? Could it cause the entire plot to crash?

"Don’t you have anything you want to ask me?" the dwarf was uncertain now.

Chu Feng said, "I do have some questions for you, but even if I asked, you wouldn’t answer. Since you’re going to kill yourself anyway, you might as well do it now. It’ll save me some trouble, considering I still have a class later."

"That’s not right! Big brother, you’re not playing by the rules. How can you play like this?" The dwarf felt he was going to go mad.

He had been ready to die, but never like this—urged to kill himself by someone else.

The dwarf really wanted to shout: Do you still have any humanity?

But he just thought about it; after all, what right did he, an assassin, have to question such things?

Hadn’t he long ago lost his humanity?

"Chu Feng, ask me your questions. I will answer anything I can," the dwarf surprisingly requested of Chu Feng, even stating he would divulge anything that didn’t go against assassin principles.

However, such generous terms still failed to move Chu Feng.

Chu Feng still shook his head and said, "I don’t need to know anymore, just kill yourself now. Don’t tell me you were in such a hurry that you didn’t bring poison. If you don’t even carry poison, what kind of assassin are you? Do you feel ashamed? Are you embarrassed? Do you have any sense of decency left, any professional ethics at all?"

The dwarf was really on the verge of tears. This wasn’t fair treatment. After all, he was an assassin, not a child.

"You say your skin is thick enough, I already degraded you so much and yet here you are, still living strong. I admire your endurance. If I looked like you, born with such a bird-like appearance, carrying even half the poison others do. I’d have died long ago, feeling guilty to even call myself an assassin, because I’d be lowering the whole profession’s standards of looks and height," Chu Feng spoke with no regard for the person in front of him as an assassin.

"Stop talking, I’ll talk. I’ll tell you everything I know, just please stop," the dwarf pleaded on his knees, his eyes brimming with tears as he begged Chu Feng.

"Too successful!" Chu Feng felt a surge of accomplishment watching the dwarf succumb like this.

Victorious without a fight, using words as weapons... Chu Feng unapologetically applied these phrases, once used to describe wise people of ancient times, to himself.

"Say whatever you have to say, after that, I will allow you to die," Chu Feng said.

The dwarf didn’t want to die, but he really feared dying such a cowardly death.

The dwarf said, "I am a man of Hell God, and you are now Hell God’s number one kill target. Because you disrupted Hell God’s plans, and apart from Hell God, two other groups are also offering a lot of money for your head."

Chu Feng asked, "How much is my head worth now?"

The dwarf responded, "Your head is now worth twenty million USA dollars. This price is even higher than many national leaders."

Chu Feng angrily said, "Only twenty million? Hell God is too stingy. My handsome head, if not in the first place, should at least be in the second. Are you telling me it’s not even in the top ten? You’re making me angry first thing in the morning. Just go ahead and die."

The dwarf really wanted to cry out loud. Wasn’t this too cruel? He had already told everything, and yet still he faced such bullying, not even allowing him a peaceful burial—the injustice was too much.

After a pause, Chu Feng, looking at the tearful dwarf, said, "Tell me more, where are they all from?"

The dwarf replied, "We usually can’t see the people who hire us, so I don’t really know who they are."