The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Fang Quan's words were like a cold wind blowing through the land, instantly freezing the smiles on Dong Zhi and An Qinshan's faces...

The two of them whispered almost at the same time: "Brother Fang..."

Just when the tense atmosphere was about to reach its peak, Fang Quan suddenly laughed out loud, waving his hand to show his open-mindedness: "Haha, don't be nervous, I was just joking with you. The past cannot be undone, so let it go with the wind!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Dong Zhi and An Qinshan breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves relaxed.

An Qinshan raised his glass first, his eyes sincere: "Brother Fang is so generous, it is our honor. This glass is for Brother Fang!"

After saying this, he skillfully filled the glasses for the three people, raised his glass to greet Fang Quan, and then drank it all in one gulp, showing his heroic spirit.

Fang Quan raised his wine glass with a smile and responded, "Great! Brother Dong, let's drink this cup together and let the past grudges go with the wind!"

The two men clinked their cups together, making a crisp sound, and then drank it all in one gulp, as if they were also drinking away their forgiveness for the past.

An Qinshan put down his wine glass, his expression firm: "Brother Fang, from now on, we will write off all the past. In the Hongxing Army, you and I are brothers, how is it?"

Fang Quan smiled even more when he heard this: "If I didn't have this intention, why would I host a banquet for you tonight?"

"Okay! Then the three of us brothers, let's drink this cup together again!" An Qinshan was passionate and filled the glasses for the three of them again, his eyes flashing with determination: "Thinking back to the beginning, we all came from the rebel army and later surrendered to the Hongxing Army. In the future, we may be excluded by the direct lineage. But as long as the three of us work together, the direct lineage of the Hongxing Army will not dare to underestimate us easily. What do you two think?"

"That's right! Let's drink another drink to our alliance of three!" Fang Quan laughed heartily, raised his glass and clinked it with Dong Zhi and An Qinshan, then drank it all in one gulp.

The three of them were toasting each other, chatting and laughing, as if they had met too late.

Seeing the commander doing so, the soldiers under his command also relaxed and outside the box, there were laughter and cheers.

After three rounds of drinking, the eight jugs of fine wine were empty, but the three men were still in high spirits and enjoyed themselves even more.

An Qinshan was drunk, his cheeks flushed, he staggered, but every word was clear: "Brother Fang, I know you are unwilling to accept the death of your son, but please listen to me, your son's misfortune was an accidental fall from a horse, and it has nothing to do with us. Although you have resentment in your heart, you wrongly blamed Fang Xiang, I hope Brother Fang can let it go..."

Dong Zhi nodded repeatedly and smiled apologetically, expressing his agreement with An Qinshan's words.

Fang Quan was leaning on the table with his elbows, holding the wine glass lightly. When he heard An Qinshan's remarks, the wine glass slipped from his fingertips, making a crisp clanging sound.

Dong Zhi and An Qinshan looked at each other and were about to speak when Fang Quan suddenly chuckled and said slowly, "Brother An, do you think my son's death was entirely his own fault and had nothing to do with you?"

"Brother Fang, I have absolutely no such intention..." An Qinshan tried to explain himself, but Fang Quan looked solemn and sighed, "My only son died in a battle with you guys. Have you ever experienced the heart-wrenching pain of an old man sending off a young man? That pain goes deep into my bones and is hard to describe..."

"I understand Brother Fang's grief..."

"You understand nothing. You haven't lost a son, so what can you understand?" After saying that, Fang Quan stood up suddenly, staring straight at An Qinshan with a sharp gaze.

When An Qinshan saw this, he was startled and realized that he had said something wrong.

He quickly calmed down and forced a smile: "Brother Fang, I said something wrong, please forgive me. This glass of wine is for you."

After saying this, he raised his glass to invite everyone to drink, trying to use wine to dissolve the sudden heavy atmosphere.

Fang Quan stared at him, nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Well, let's not talk about such a sad thing..."

After saying this, he pretended to take the glass, but when his fingertips were about to touch the glass, a frightening and fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He turned his wrist slightly and grabbed the Jade Unicorn on the table. Unexpectedly, he swung the warm object and smashed it viciously towards An Qinshan's head.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Fang Quan to change his mind so suddenly when they were in the middle of drinking and do such a cruel thing to An Qinshan.

An Qinshan was still raising his glass to toast, with a smile still on his lips, when there was a dull "bang" and the Jade Unicorn hit him hard on the top of his head.

His body trembled, his smile froze instantly, his hand holding the cup froze in the air, and blood was already gushing out from his head...

"Do you think that you can redeem the blood debt you owe with just a few words? Today, I will make you repay blood with blood, life for life!" Fang Quan was furious. He strode over the table and approached An Qinshan.

He raised the Jade Unicorn in his hand and smashed it heavily on the top of An Qinshan's head...

Bang, bang, bang, each blow was accompanied by the dull collision of jade and flesh, resounding throughout the space.

An Qinshan struggled in severe pain, but was finally unable to hold on. His body fell heavily on the table, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining half of his face red.

He clenched Fang Quan's collar with both hands, his lips moved but he could only make faint gasps and was unable to utter a single word.

Fang Quan ignored his pleas, his anger surging like a raging wave. He raised the Jade Unicorn again and again, using all his strength, vowing to pour out all his grief and indignation.

He smashed it down, lifted it up, and smashed it again, until An Qinshan's head became a bloody mess.

Dong Zhi, who was witnessing this scene, was so horrified that he let out a shrill scream, his face turned pale, and he crawled out of the box.

He suddenly rushed out of the box, and saw that he and the men brought by An Qinshan had all slumped on the table.

Outside the door, dozens of burly men holding sharp weapons stood tall, like a solid wall of steel.

Dong Zhi was shocked and was about to shout when a big man jumped out from behind him like a ghost, grabbed his throat with one hand to stop him from breathing, and with the other hand, a dagger flashed and stabbed it into his lower back.

The dagger was completely gone, leaving only the handle, and blood was quietly oozing out.

The big men around him either looked around vigilantly or rushed forward, surrounding Dong Zhi, forming a death net.

Daggers flew everywhere, stabbing and stabbing him mercilessly.

Although he was a martial artist, Dong Zhi's reactions were slow due to the numbness of alcohol. When he came to his senses, his body was covered in blood holes and more than a dozen wounds were horrifying.

He shook his head suddenly, broke free from the other party's giant hand that was covering his mouth, then shouted angrily, and amazing strength burst out of his body, shockingly pushing back the burly men around him.

In an instant, layers of white mist surrounded him and quickly condensed into armor.

Dong Zhi tried to pull out the black sword from his ribs, but a big man got there first and stabbed his dagger deeply into the gap in his armor.

Immediately afterwards, big men rushed out from both sides and behind, and their daggers ruthlessly penetrated the gaps in the armor.

After they stabbed in, they did not pull out their daggers, but quickly retreated. Then another wave of men took over and continued to attack in the same way.

In an instant, Dong Zhi's body was pierced with more than a dozen daggers, and blood dyed his armor red. He staggered, and finally could not hold on and fell sideways.

Even so, he still did not give up. He used his hands and feet to crawl out in a pool of blood.

The big men looked at each other in astonishment - Dong Zhi was stabbed dozens of times, but he was still alive and was still thinking about escaping from here...