This man was a ruthless character who dared to trample Jiangnan and kill people on the streets when he entered the city.
Even if he was famous, what was the use of dying?
In the past, he had only heard that the three young masters of the Xu family were useless, arrogant and despotic silkpants.
However, when he faced this person who had trampled on Jiangnan, he truly felt a wave of fear in his heart.
"Ning Shuang, bring me a chair."
Ye Ningshuang obediently went to get a chair.
Xu Heyun slowly sat down, one hand supporting his chin. His eyes were cold and expressionless.
"Tell me."
The young scholar, Sheng Xiangdi, was already regretful, and his face was covered in cold sweat.
At this moment, he had already forgotten the heroic words he had thought of on the way here.
For example, asking if the other party really had no respect for the law. Otherwise, how could he dare to kill people on the street?
For example, standing on the moral high ground and reprimanding the other party for killing people on the street because of a few gossips.
Could it be because you are the son of the King of Yan?
The young scholar kept moving backward, trying to escape from this place.
He looked at Xu Heyun sitting upright on the chair and suddenly realized that he was like the King of Hell.
The colder Xu He Yun was, the more terrified he was.
"Bang!"
Xu Heyun used his hand as a sword and waved a sword Qi, hitting the young man's foot.
The bluestone slab instantly exploded, scaring the young man so much that he didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements.
"Don't you have something to say?"
"Didn't you want to seek justice for those people?”
"I'll give you a chance."
The young scholar was already scared out of his wits and dared not continue to provoke Xu Heyun.
He only shook his head desperately and did not say a word.
As he had been frightened by Xu Heyun's sword qi just now, there were already some water stains between his legs. It turned out that he had peed in fear.
Xu Heyun's lips curled into a smile when he saw this.
"It seems that the benevolence, righteousness, and morality you speak of are not worth mentioning compared to your life.”
"Don't worry, I won't kill you.”
Hearing Xu Heyun say that he wouldn't kill him, the young scholar's face finally regained some color.
He really wanted to ask this god of death if he would keep his word.
However, when he met Xu Heyun's cold gaze, he did not have the courage to speak.
Xu Heyun stood up and slowly walked toward the young scholar.
The young scholar did not dare to take a step back. He only looked at Xu Heyun who was slowly walking over in fear.
Xu Heyun squatted down and patted the man's shoulder gently, as if he was helping him pat off the dust.
However, such a small action made the young scholar feel like a frightened bird.
If not for his weak legs, he would have fled.
"Actually, I quite admire people like you.”
"Because people like you are actually quite powerful.”
"For the sake of reputation and profit, I'm willing to do anything.”
"But I don't like people like you.”
"Because none of you are very smart."
"I always feel that I've seen through people's hearts and have nothing to fear.”
"I always feel that the other party will be restrained by some rules and principles and won't dare to do anything to me.”
Do you think you're smart?"
The young scholar did not answer Xu Heyun's question.
Because his neck had been broken by Xu Heyun, he would never have the chance to speak again.
"Don't kill?"
"Just like you guys, you're just saying it.”
Xu Heyun stood up, clapped his hands and said softly,"
"Benevolence and morality? Are you all, fake scholars who live in luxury and covet fame and fortune, worthy?”
"Just to win the favor of those nobles in the imperial court, you can wantonly make up stories about my sister?”
"You guys are right. Ordinary people wouldn't risk the world's condemnation to kill you bookworms.”
"But I'm a lunatic. I came here to kill all of you self-righteous fools.”
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning.”
"I will reason with this damn world.”
Ye Ningshuang looked at Xu Heyun, who was whispering to the corpse, and her heart ached.
His heart ached for this man who was filled with anger but never lost his temper.
Ye Ningshuang clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.
She felt unhappy and for the first time, she had the thought of killing someone.
As for why he was unhappy and why he wanted to kill someone…
Because those people made their beloved unhappy, they deserved to die.
Xu Heyun slowly walked to the chair and sat down. He held his forehead with his hand and looked a little tired.
"Young Master, what's wrong?"
Hearing Ye Ningshuang's question, Xu Heyun waved his hand.
"Nothing."
Ye Ningshuang looked worriedly at the exhausted Xu Heyun. She wanted to say something to comfort him, but she did not know where to start.
"Ning Shuang, send someone to pass a message to Fan Bin.”
"Please speak, Young Master."
Xu Heyun closed his eyes and tapped his knees with his fingers as if he was thinking about something.
"Tell him not to go to the Northern Barbarians for the time being.”
"Tell him that after he has done his job, I will take him as my dog.”
"If he can complete the mission in Jiangnan Road alive, I will give him a life of wealth.”
Since he had already started killing, he might as well kill more people.
He wanted to kill until the faces of everyone in Jiangnan changed.
It was just that he couldn't make any more moves from now on. It was fine as long as things reached this stage.
The rest of them died at home, what does it have to do with me, Xu Heyun?
In any case, if the Xu family wanted to sit on that chair, most of the aristocratic families in Daliang would be an obstacle.
Just like how the common people were cursing Yan Bei, they were just chess pieces that had been brainwashed by the aristocrats.
Otherwise, even if the Xu Clan managed to resist the Northern Barbarians and conquer the other six states, they would only benefit Daliang and the royal family would then find a way to get rid of them.
His father, Xu Xiao, had once made a wedding dress, but he was unwilling.
By then, he would have already returned to Yan Bei to plan his marriage.
No matter how many people died, it had nothing to do with him.
Letting Fan Bin come to Jiangnan Road was like letting a mad dog bite someone.
As for whether he could leave this place alive, that would depend on his own luck.
Xu Heyun always felt that people like Fan Bin tended to cherish the chance to live.
A person who was willing to give up his dignity and bow down just to eat.
As long as he didn't die, he would definitely be able to go further.
As for the past that Fan Bin was hiding in his heart, such as the terrifying scar on his face.
Xu Heyun was too lazy to ask or investigate.
As long as he was sure that he was stronger than his dog, the dog would not dare to bite him.
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