The Rise Of A Porter

Chiang and Gui had no hope of survival now. Not after knowing that the Deathless no one in the world wanted to go up against was none other than Arnold. They had a bit of hope when Yu Zhung entered the room. But even the mighty Sword god couldn't put as much as a scratch on Arnold.

Both of them stood there like a pair of undead. They knew what was coming next and had already resigned to their fate. They knew if Yu Zhung couldn't defeat Arnold then no one could.

Arnold laughed when he saw their expressions. Actually, Arnold was surprised that Chiang didn't have a heart attack the minute Yu Zhung was defeated. After all, he was their last hope of survival and now he was at Arnold's mercy. If only Arnold hadn't thought of a way to use Yu Zhung for his profit at the last moment, Arnold might've just ended up killing him as well.

Sadly, he didn't have any use for his uncle or his spoiled cousin. And maybe they knew about it as well. But seeing them having resigned to their fate made Arnold's sadistic side wonder about something.

'What will happen if I give them a sliver of hope to survive?' He smiled, 'How far are they willing to go for the sake of their survival, I wonder?'

He didn't know why such sadist thought keep coming to his mind but for once he wanted to go through with the plan. If anyone deserved to be treated that way it was the two of them. He took out two daggers from his inventory and threw the daggers in their direction.

Both Chiang and Gui were a bit confused by Arnold's actions. They were waiting for Arnold to kill them, not give them weapons.

"D-Do you want u-us to fight with you?" Gui somehow mustered the courage to look Arnold in the eyes while asking the question, "We're not trained warriors and even if we were-"

"Don't you think I know that? Or are you really that big of an idiot?" Arnold shook his head before laughing hysterically, "You'll be fighting each other. Not me."

His uncle and cousin both looked at Arnold with disgust. There was no way they would entertain Arnold's sick sense of justice. They will accept death but won't accept being treated like a bunch of toys for someone else's pleasure.

"You're sick Arnold! That's what you are!" Gui was shaking madly with rage.

"Pretty bold of you to say that after sexually abusing your younger cousin."

But in Arnold's eyes, his anger was nothing more than a brat's tantrum. And like the responsible adult, that Arnold was, it was important to show the brat his place.

"You will be fighting each other whether you wish it or not. But I'm not as heartless as the two of you, so here's the deal... the one who wins the duel gets to walk out of this building alive." Arnold shrugged his shoulder, "And for obvious reason, it'll be a duel to the death. That is, if you can find it in your hearts kill each other."

Gui and Chiang both look at each other. One of them could survive this if the other was willing to sacrifice his life. But Chiang couldn't bring himself to do it. He just couldn't. Despite all his flaws, Gui was still his beloved son.

However, it looked like Gui did not share the same thinking as his father. For him, his survival was a must. After all, his father had lived his life and now was the time for Gui to live his. Even if it meant he had to kill his father. So he took the dagger in his hands without a shred of remorse in his eyes.

"Gui... you'll put that dagger down this instant!" Chiang couldn't believe his son would be willing to indulge in Arnold's games even after calling him a sick basta*d.

"Shut your trap old man!" Gui yelled at his father, "Just because you have lived your life doesn't mean I have to sacrifice mine! Just be a good father and give up on your life so I can live mine!"

Arnold did not interfere. He just kept watching the father-son duo fight amongst themselves. In the end, Gui had grown so entitled that he was even willing to murder his father as long as he got to live his life. Not only that, Gui was almost demanding that Chiang give his life up for him.

Tears welled up in Chiang's eyes. After everything he had done for his son, and yet it all came to this... he couldn't help but wonder where he went wrong in raising him. Only to realise he never went in the right direction in the first place. All he did was to spoil him and raise him to become like him: An entitled piece of crap.

"Fine... consider it a last gift from your father." Chiang spread his arms, ready to be stabbed by his son's hands.

"Just... shut up already!" Gui raised his arm and charge in to kill his father, but at the last moment Chiang grabbed his hands, "What are you doing, you jerk?"

"I-It's not me! I can't control my body!" Chiang uttered in confusion before kicking Gui away.

He had already made up his mind. He really wanted to die by his son's hands rather than Arnold's. But it looked like his body had different plans for him. He couldn't understand why it was happening. Not until he heard Arnold's laugh.

"Did you really think, I'll let you off so easily? Come on where's the fun in that?" Arnold snapped his finger and Natasha used her magic to take control of Chaing's body, "I said there had to be a duel, and it's not a duel unless both of the contestants are armed, right?"

Under Natasha's influence, Chiang was forced to pick up the other dagger, even though he didn't want to. Natasha's control was absolute. Ever since evolving, even the most seasoned warriors would have a hard time resisting her control, let alone a commoner like Chiang.

"Leave me alone! I'm begging you... please... just let me die..." Chiang yelled at the top of his lungs. Sadly, there was no one who could listen to his pleas.