Vuong Hi raised his hand, his face gloomy as he looked at Tran Mac: "Bro Mac, I hope you won't regret the decision you made today."
"Let's go."
"Hey, Bro Vuong Hi..." Luu Nhi Cau's expression flickered. However, seeing Vuong Hi turn directly and leave, and looking at the gleaming wood-chopping knife in Tran Mac's hand, he could only snort coldly and utter a threat: "You just wait for me."
Then he followed.
The moment Vuong Hi and his men left, Han An Nuong ran out from the house, looking Tran Mac up and down: "Uncle, are you okay?"
Tran Mac shook his head, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes. Just give him a few more days; this score, we'll settle it all at once when the time comes.
Han An Nuong clutched the corner of her clothes, her small face showing a trace of unease and nervousness: "Uncle, it's all my fault for implicating you."
"Sister-in-law, what are you saying?" Tran Mac placed his hands on her shoulders, his face serious, "I, Tran Mac, am a man of this house. If I can't even protect a woman, am I still worthy of living? Sister-in-law, rest assured, with me here, no one can bully you."
"Uncle..."
Han An Nuong looked up, just in time to meet Tran Mac's eyes. Her breathing couldn't help but falter. The corner of her clothes was unconsciously crumpled into a ball, her earlobes even felt a bit hot. She said, "Uncle, I'll go heat up the food..."
Saying so, she fled in a fluster.
...
"Bro Vuong Hi, why didn't you hit him just now? Look at his arrogance, giving him face." Thinking of Tran Mac's sharp face, Luu Nhi Cau rubbed his chest, his anger finding no outlet.
"What do you know?" Vuong Hi glanced at Luu Nhi Cau, "Do you know how Boss Hung of the Thanh Ha Gang got his title?"
Luu Nhi Cau looked at Vuong Hi doubtfully.
Vuong Hi glanced left and right, then waved his hand at the few men. They gathered together, and he said in a low voice, "Twenty years ago, Boss Hung, like us, was just a petty ruffian in the county town. Later, Magistrate Dich's son went up the mountain for an outing and was unexpectedly harmed by that foolish beast. After Magistrate Dich found out, he was furious and put out the word: whoever could kill that foolish beast to avenge his son would be rewarded with ten gold."
"After Boss Hung found out, without saying a word, he took men up the mountain, captured and killed a bear. From then on, Boss Hung became famous throughout Binh Dinh County. Many people followed him. Later, he even married Magistrate Dich's precious daughter, his fame immeasurable."
Luu Nhi Cau still didn't understand what this had to do with teaching Tran Mac a lesson.
Vuong Hi, as if disappointed that iron could not become steel, smacked Luu Nhi Cau on the back of the head: "This is prestige! Boss Hung gained prestige after killing that foolish beast. Now, in this year of great disaster, if we go up the mountain and hunt down some prey, the entire Phuc Trach Village will be under our control! At that time, An Nuong will be a thing in my palm! As for Bro Mac, won't he be easily manipulated however I want?"
Luu Nhi Cau seemed to understand a little: "Bro Vuong Hi, you also want to be like Boss Hung?"
"How can Boss Hung be so easy to emulate? When the time comes, we'll lead men to join Boss Hung. Can't say we'll become a hall master, but eating well and drinking well will definitely be no problem." Vuong Hi was full of confidence.
...
[Nourishing meat consumption +0.05, Nourishing Blood Technique experience +0.05.]
[Nourishing meat consumption +0.05, Nourishing Blood Technique experience +0.05.]
...
Perhaps due to Vuong Hi's threat, Tran Mac persisted in eating several more jin of meat that night.
[Name: Tran Mac.]
[Age: 16.]
[Cultivation Technique: Nourishing Blood Technique (Entry 60.1/100).]
[Realm: None.]
[Strength: 8.]
[Skill: Thien Hop Saber Technique (Perfection. If breakthrough is needed, please increase personal strength to 30.).]
Tran Mac's eyes widened; his personal strength had actually increased by 1 point.
"Three days. Just give me three more days."
Tran Mac clenched his fists, his eyes becoming sharp.
...
One day later.
Tran Mac finished dinner. The Nourishing Blood Technique value had reached (Entry 65.2/100).
Today, he had gone all out, eating a full fifteen jin of meat.
An average of five jin per meal.
After dinner, Han An Nuong tidied her room, then went to wash the dishes.
Tran Mac, meanwhile, took advantage of the sky not being completely dark, holding a book the original owner used to read.
The Da Song Dynasty had been established for over four hundred years, experiencing seventeen emperors.
Legend had it that on the day Song Taizu came into the world, a meteor streaked across the sky. Subsequently, the world was in turmoil, and evil creatures ran rampant. Later it was known that meteor was the Emperor Star.
The book said Song Taizu was born with the Mandate of Heaven. He slew a Jiao Dragon in the East Sea, ended the chaotic era with immortal methods, established the Da Song nation, and his reign title was acknowledged by heaven.
The path of cultivation had nine ranks, from one to nine.
Nine was the beginning, one was the peak.
"An initiated martial artist, an unstoppable force." Tran Mac muttered to himself.
At this moment, Han An Nuong's call came from outside the room: "Uncle, do you want to bathe? I've heated more bathwater."
"Okay," Tran Mac responded.
After the hot water was ready, Han An Nuong's voice sounded again: "Uncle, will you bathe first or me?"
"Sister-in-law, you go first. I'll move around a bit more."
"Okay."
Bathing and cooking were both done in the kitchen. The countryside was quiet. Tran Mac's room was close to the kitchen. As he was training his arm strength, he heard the splashing sound of water from outside. An image of water droplets flowing over Han An Nuong's plump, soft body, across mountains and rivers, and her millstone-like backside, inexplicably rose in his mind.
Tran Mac instinctively stood up.
"Hoo..." Tran Mac trained even harder, wanting to alleviate the dryness in his heart by lifting stones.
The night gradually deepened; a bright, clear moon hung in the night sky.
Han An Nuong had already fallen asleep.
But Tran Mac couldn't sleep.
Without any pretense, he was just thinking about women.
Towards the latter half of the night, he also became a bit drowsy.
In a daze, he suddenly heard something and abruptly woke up.
"Hoo hoo..."
Although the wind outside was strong, Tran Mac could vaguely hear the sound of the courtyard gate being opened, followed by faint footsteps.
Swish!
Tran Mac sat up with a start. He had become familiar with his sister-in-law's footsteps during this period; this was clearly not her.
"A thief..."
This thought appeared in his mind. Tran Mac grabbed the wood-chopping knife placed beside his bed. During this period, whether eating or sleeping, the wood-chopping knife never left his side.
"Sister-in-law's room is to the east. These footsteps are heading towards... parents' room..."
Tran Mac directly pushed open the window and jumped out: "Who is it?"
That thief was already startled. Hearing the sound of the window opening, his face turned pale. Without thinking, he turned and ran.
"Where do you think you're going..."
Tran Mac's speed was even faster. He directly rushed in front of the thief and kicked him away.
"Bang!"
The thief was kicked two or three meters away, falling seated on the ground. The cleaver in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang. The thief clutched his stomach, groaning in pain.
A fight usually lasts only a few moments. Especially when a thief has a guilty conscience, and thinks of running after being discovered, thus it ends very quickly.
A light had already come on in the room, and Han An Nuong's shout came: "Uncle?"
By the light, Tran Mac clearly saw the thief; it was actually Lu Tam.
Tran Mac was stunned for a moment. But when he saw the cleaver that had clattered to the ground, anger immediately rose from his heart: "I'll xxx your mother!"
The wood-chopping knife in his hand was raised high. At this moment, he had murderous intent.
However, just then.
"Is anyone there? Murder..."