The Sword God of the South

The Suffering of the Apostate Disciple

After he finished, he immediately returned to the place where Yan Zi was. Zhang Fei let the corpse go. He knew that soon someone would take care of him.

Once there, he saw that the old man was currently sitting cross-legged. Yan Zi was accumulating deep energy and pure air that was wasted by the fight earlier.

He only opened his eyes after hearing Zhang Fei's footsteps.

"Why is Master Zi meditating in a place like this? What if an enemy sees you and does something bad to you?" zhang Fei asked as he raised both eyebrows.

"Cannot be. I'm sure, even if someone dares to come closer. He would have immediately escaped after seeing the many corpses scattered in this place," the old man replied happily calmly.

Zhang Fei did not answer. He simply smiled and praised Yan Zi's ingenuity.

Meanwhile, he also investigated the wounds that were all over the old man's body. Now, all the wounds are dry. His condition also began to improve.

"Drink this powder, Mr. Zi. Hopefully in a short time, your strength will recover, " Zhang Fei said as he threw a small package of powder.

Yan Zi accepted it. Without saying much more, he immediately swallowed the powder.

"Chairman Fei, did you manage to get that guy?"

"of course. He'll never be able to run away from me,"

"Then now, where is he? Why don't you take him?"

"He has gone to the afterlife. I only took away what I was looking for," Zhang Fei replied lightly.

He then turned his body around and immediately walked towards where Ouw Yang Pek was. "All business is done. Now, you just take care of this young man, Mr. Zi," Zhang Fei said after arriving before him.

"Alright, Chairman Fei," Yan Zi nodded. He walked closer.

His pair of eyes poked sharply. Both of his arms were clenched as a sign that he was furious.

Although injured, but the killer air released by Yan Zi, it turned out to be quite concentrated as well.

"Murid apostate! Now you can't do anything anymore" he said in a deep tone. While doing that, Yan Zi also strangled him and raised Ouw Yang Pek's body so that it floated a single inch above the ground.

"The people you're proud of, they're all gone now. You don't have anyone anymore,"

Ouw Yang Pek has not spoken. Especially at that moment, he was indeed having trouble expressing words. He was only able to stare at the old man in front of him with a gaze of much meaning.

There is anger, there is anger, there is also a sense of wanting to ask for mercy.

All of that could be seen clearly from the look in his eyes. Yan Zi saw this. But he did not give any reaction.

Bruk!!!

He threw Ouw Yang Pek's body quite hard.

"What are you gonna do now?" ask again.

"Vice Chairman .. ma-forgive me, forgive me. I know .. I was wrong. But ... but ..."

"I don't want to hear your words anymore, now you have to feel the consequences.

Once again, Yan Zi raised Ouw Yang Pek's body. Once in the air, he instantly gave an attack using his palm.

The attack contained high energy and hit Ouw Yang Pek's heart furiously. He screamed stifled while glaring his eyes. A plume of black fresh blood came out three times.

Yan Zi slammed the youngster's body again onto the ground. Without saying much more, he immediately turned his body around.

"Master Zi, you don't want to kill him to avenge Chairman Sun's death?"

"I don't think it's necessary, Chairman Fei. What he felt at the moment, it was more than enough," he replied in a bland tone.

"alright. It's up to you,"

The two men immediately left from there. They never stop or look back.

While in the previous quarter, Ouw Yang Pek looked at the departure of the two people with a clear eye. At that time he could do nothing more.

Although his life is still there, his limbs are still intact, but if likened, he is the same as the dead.

The worst dream for a swordsman is to lose his silat. Don't forget, losing that silat is even scarier than losing a piece of life.

In the martial world, no swordsman would want to experience that.

Unfortunately, now Ouw Yang Pek is experiencing it. His martial arts had already been destroyed by two people. That is by Zhang Fei and the Vice Chairman of the Ape Sakti College itself.

His feelings back then were completely shattered. If asked to choose, of course he would rather die.

Although he could still continue living, but forever he would no longer be able to practice silat. And the most terrible thing was that he would become a cripple.

If you imagine, isn't that much scarier than death?

Meanwhile, Zhang Fei and Yan Zi were currently inside the wine stall. The two men were drinking wine together.

The situation there just happens to be quiet. So that they can speak freely.

"This is the secret little box, Mr. Zi. Please check first," Zhang Fei said as he thrust it on the table.

Yan Zi accepted it. He immediately opened and looked at the contents. Turns out, everything is still intact. But the old man did not put it in his pocket. He instead gave it back to Zhang Fei.

"Chairman Fei, come to think of it, I think this black box is held more by you alone," he said with a serious facial expression.

"Eh? Why that? Doesn't this box belong to the late Chairman Sun? Now he's gone. That means, you have the right to hold it," Zhang Fei subtly refused. Moreover, he knew that it was not his right.

"Yes, I know, Chairman Fei. But .. I felt unable to carry it. Because later, there will be more people who will come to take it from me. Therefore, I choose to hand this thing over to you so that bad things do not happen,"

Yan Zi spoke in a serious tone. His eyes looked like they were begging.

Zhang Fei could not refuse it anymore. He just breathed a long and heavy breath.

"If you keep pushing, fine. I'm willing to bring this thing. But if one day you need it, come to the World Military Headquarters. I will definitely give it to you straight away" Zhang Fei replied as he stuffed the small box into his shirt pocket.

"Okay, Chairman Fei. I got it,"

Yan Zi was relieved that now the box was already in the hands of the right person. He was sure, in the future no one else dared to seize the box.

Dare to snatch it from Zhang Fei, it was tantamount to giving up his own life!