《Life of a Villain》Chapter 47: Hunt(III)
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“You were saying something?”
The man froze on the spot as a deep voice reached his ears as his eyes stared at the half-masked man staring at him with his bright red eyes. His heart thumped and his legs shivered as he unconsciously gulped the saliva.
A bead of sweat trickled down his brows as he staggered back, colliding with partners who were also rooted to the spot.
“I asked you something, didn’t I?” the man’s voice reached his ears again as his mind went blank when he saw that the smile disappeared from the face of the man as his heart started pounding faster and a sense of reverence bubbled up in his heart.
“I di.. didn’t say anything?” He stammered as the bead of sweat dropped off his chin.
Andy stared straight ahead at the men as he heard the soothing sound of the burbling river, but then he heard a stammering voice. His brows furrowed for a moment before a sigh escaped his lips.
“Why are you people getting scared of me? I was just asking the question. You could just leave this place after answering me, then what is the issue?" As the pressure subsided, Andy turned around to see the picturesque view of the jungle.
Instead of receiving an answer, his ears picked up the sound of hurried footsteps, causing him to shake his head as he disappeared from his position and appeared in front of that man, a long, big sword appearing in his hand and he slashed it to the other three who were fleeing hurriedly.
As soon as he slashed the sword, the other three split in half, and their bodies fell to the ground as the blood spilled into the river.
Andy locked his gaze on the man in front of him, who staggered backward and fell to the ground.
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"Wh...what do you want?” The man stammered as his shivering hand clenched the pebble on the ground.
Andy stared at the man as the words came out of his mouth slowly. “Did I tell you that I was going to kill you? Why did you escape? Why did you force me to kill those men? Isn’t this your fault that all of your partners have died?”
That man’s eyes went wide as he stared at Andy, while a confused look appeared on his face. “My fault?”
But Andy shook his head as he knelt down, his weight supported by the sword, his eyes fixed on that man, and a deep voice echoed,
“Enough with the nonsense. I’m going to ask you a question, and if you answer correctly, I may consider sparing your life.”
When he heard those words, the man’s heart thumped faster and the pebble in his hands cracked as he stammered again. “What exactly do you want?”
And as soon as Andy heard those words, his lips curled into a smile. “Just a way to reach your Young Master Lin. Lead the way,”
But the man shook his head furiously, “I do... don’t have the way,”
Andy’s smile faded, and he stood up with a disappointed expression on his face. “I admire your bravery in not disclosing the position of your young master Lin, even if you knew you were going to die. But I gave you a chance. After your death, I would definitely find your Young Master Lin and inform him that his most loyal subordinate died while protecting his location.”
The man stammered again, “I r... really don’t know the way to locate him”
But Andy shook his head when he heard those words, “Are you a fool or do you think I am a fool. Do you think that I don’t know that you use some sort of communication to gather again after randomly being teleported to the valley?”
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“I really don’t know where he is, but I have a way to reach a nearby disciple of our sect,” he explained, his face turning pale. And as soon as he said those words, a red token with a mountain carved on the surface appeared in his hand, and he said, “This is our sect’s token. It assists us in reaching our sect’s disciples."
Andy’s eyes narrowed as he saw the token, and his gaze shifted to the man. “Lead the way,”
The man froze on the spot for a moment before a determined expression flashed across his face and he stood up. “Okay. Follow me,“ As he shifted his gaze to the token in his hand and he kept checking the token while moving in different directions. The token glowed brightly in one direction. He turned and said, “Let’s go,” and he turned around to walk in that specific direction.
Andy’s brows were arched when he saw the sudden surge of confidence in that man as his gaze was locked on to that departing figure before a smirk formed on his face as he followed that man.
His eyes stared at the man as he strolled between the woods when suddenly the man started running wildly in a particular direction and disappeared into the forest.
Andy was surprised for a moment before the sword appeared on his face and he slashed it in the direction where the man disappeared. The arc flashed, and it destroyed the trees on its way as it disappeared into the forest.
Andy shook his head, and the sword vanished from his hands before he vanished from the spot.
Four young men stood attentively as their backs faced each other while encircling the young man.
A young man in a white robe sat on the rock, his hair dropping to his shoulders, his black eyes staring at the girl sitting on his thighs, his one hand caressing the waist of a girl, his other hand slipping into her robe. As she kissed his brow, the girl giggled coquettishly.
But a loud voice broke the silence, causing him to frown. He turned his head to see the man dash towards him before a white arc that passed through him split him in half.
His eyes widened as he stood on the rock, causing the girl to fall to the ground. His eyes scanned the forest in the mountain before a deep voice echoed in the woods.
“Looking for someone?”
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