A Core Ship From The Start-Chapter 2229 - 1511: Nothing Better to Do (Central Heating Is Still the
Swords and spears, all kinds of weapons erupted at this moment, stabbing towards Duanmu Huai. But the latter just sat there, coldly watching these Jianghu people.
Then, Duanmu Huai moved.
A pair of large hands stretched forward, directly meeting the sharp glint ahead, watching as in the next moment, these arms would be cut, torn, chopped off.
However, that was not the case.
"Clang clang clang clang clang!!"
No matter what the weapon was, as soon as it touched Duanmu Huai’s hands, it bounced back, shattered explosively. Everyone felt like their weapon didn’t strike a person, but a thick stone wall. The counterforce not only shattered their weapons, but also made their bodies feel numb as if struck by lightning, almost unable to move.
Simultaneously, Duanmu Huai’s fists had already reached them.
"Bang!"
No one knew what happened, only that after the thunderous roar, dozens of Jianghu people surrounding Duanmu Huai instantly flew backwards, their bodies disintegrating in midair like they were smashed apart, then one by one, their broken bodies collided with the walls of the inn, adding a dramatic, dark stroke to the scene.
Duanmu Huai stood still, not a single speck of blood stained him. Around him, the blood had splattered into a circular mark. Duanmu Huai just stood there, clenching his fists, staring at the kid who had been hiding behind the Jianghu people.
He then walked towards the kid.
"No, no, don’t come over!"
At this moment, the kid’s face was pale, sweating like rain, he stammered, stepping back. But his legs gave way, and he fell sitting on the ground.
"What do you want? I’m just a kid! I just said something wrong...!"
As he spoke, the kid knelt on the ground.
"I’m sorry, good sir, it’s my fault, I just thought you knew Li Xunhuan, so I mistook you for a Plum Blossom Thief’s accomplice, I didn’t mean to..."
Duanmu Huai was deaf to the kid’s pleading, he just stared at the kid, one step, another step, another step.
"Li, Li Xunhuan!"
Perhaps realizing he couldn’t escape at the hands of this man, the kid screamed.
"Save me, save me! I don’t want to die, mom will be very sad if she knows I’m dead!"
Hearing the kid’s wails, the man silently sighed and stood up.
"Brother..."
However, it was too late.
Duanmu Huai stepped on the kid’s thin body, squashing him into the ground, then lightly applied force, and the next moment, accompanied by an indistinct howl, the kid lay on the ground, his eyes wide open, mouth agape, his body inseparable from the ground, his internal organs mixed with blood gushing from his mouth, his eyeballs protruding from their sockets, leaving this world with a pained and desperate expression.
Duanmu Huai didn’t even glance at the corpse, he turned to leave, but at this moment, the man’s voice sounded behind him.
"Isn’t this too much, brother? He was just a kid, and a kid who couldn’t perform martial arts at that."
"What does it matter to me."
Duanmu Huai turned his head, disdainfully looking at Li Xunhuan.
"Anyone who dares to attack me, regardless of gender or age, must die, he wasn’t the first, and won’t be the last. Anyone who dares to provoke me, only has a dead end."
"Then the troubles you’ll face, will be far more than these."
Li Xunhuan shook his head.
"West Shaolin, Hundred Blade Sect, Shu Sword Sect... They are not ordinary Jianghu people, but prominent figures from various sects, dying here, their brothers, families, disciples certainly won’t let you go."
"Oh."
Duanmu Huai replied quietly, without sadness or joy.
"More importantly... you shouldn’t have killed that kid."
Li Xunhuan raised his head, looking at Duanmu Huai, holding the small knife in his hand.
Little Li’s Flying Knife!
However, Duanmu Huai remained indifferent, even sneered.
"What if I killed him? Do you want to avenge him? Then there will be one more corpse here, and it definitely won’t be me."
Duanmu Huai looked down on Li Xunhuan, his face displaying a hint of mockery and disdain.
"Even Little Li’s Flying Knife is nothing but a cowardly showoff."
As he spoke, Duanmu Huai leaned forward, eyeing Li Xunhuan.
"I can only say, your choice deserves your suffering, now everything, is what you deserve."
"........."
Li Xunhuan gazed at Duanmu Huai, his face calm, without sadness or joy.
"See, I knew it would be this way."
Duanmu Huai chuckled.
"You don’t love Lin Shiyin, nor do you care about Long Xiaoyun, you only care about yourself, a boring clown... really uninteresting."
Duanmu Huai shook his head, then turned and left the inn.
Until his towering figure disappeared outside the inn’s door, Little Li’s Flying Knife still did not shoot from Li Xunhuan’s hand.
At this moment, it’s already deep into the night.
"Ah, such a coward."
As Duanmu Huai walked out of the inn and looked at the night outside, he stretched lazily. As for those corpses, naturally someone would clean them up; after all, in this kind of world, deaths in an inn are perfectly normal. Xiao Er understands how to follow procedure, so he doesn’t need to worry about it himself.
But Li Xunhuan... he was indeed as cowardly as Duanmu Huai thought.
Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai snorted coldly.
When he read novels back then, he hated these goody-goody idiots like Li Xunhuan because Li Xunhuan always reminded him of those romance novels that girls in his class forced him to read when he was in school — the plots were all basically the same; the heroine was very gentle, very weak, then betrayed, everything taken away from her, framed, even miscarried, or was simply paralyzed, just utterly miserable.
Yet even so, the heroine remained silent, wouldn’t utter a word, and then just died in grievance or people would think she was dead.
Then those who persecuted her found out the truth, realized the heroine was innocent, and started crying rivers, grieving immensely, wishing to trade their lives for hers.
At the time, Duanmu Huai found such plots really stupid.
Even if you were wronged, don’t you think of finding a way to fight back? Acting like a damn gourd, thinking "He won’t believe me anyway" "it’s for his own good", then suffocating yourself to death just feels nice?
It’s like making Duanmu Huai suspect that women are all latent masochists, uncomfortable unless beaten like drivers who can’t stay comfortable until they get hit a few times. Good intentions get you nowhere, only when you slap a face do they kneel and talk sense?
Otherwise, why be so addicted to such plots?
When looking at Li Xunhuan, Duanmu Huai is reminded of those heroines from romance novels.
Same damn personality.
Narcissistic to the point of perversion.
Indeed, in Duanmu Huai’s view, Li Xunhuan had never loved Lin Shiyin.
Don’t be fooled by the way Li Xunhuan seemed to live and die for Lin Shiyin in the novel, willing to sacrifice his life for her. Upon closer examination, one finds that Li Xunhuan never cared about Lin Shiyin’s thoughts.
Otherwise, why would he make her marry Long Xiaoyun just because Long Xiaoyun liked her?
Did you ask Lin Shiyin’s thoughts?
Of course not, brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes.
So seeing Li Xunhuan in such a pain-stricken mess for love makes Duanmu Huai feel disgusted. Obviously, you’re the one doing this deliberately, now you act all tormented for whose sake?
Of course, for your own sake.
Ah, for the sake of a brother, I’ve abandoned the woman I love, how affectionate, how painful, how great, how noble......
If this is still unclear, then just put yourself in their shoes.
Your mom forces you to do things you hate, then painfully tells you "Mom’s doing this for your own good, why don’t you understand?"
How do you feel?
Li Xunhuan marrying Lin Shiyin to Long Xiaoyun is exactly like this.
"I married you to Long Xiaoyun for your own good. This is how you will be happy."
It’s all bullshit.
Is happiness defined by you, Li Xunhuan? So Lin Shiyin has no say, huh.
As for Li Xunhuan dying for Lin Shiyin, Duanmu Huai does not doubt it because this would make Li Xunhuan even more narcissistic.
Even if the woman I love does not love me, I am willing to sacrifice my life for her, see how great I am......it’s basically his mental state.
Like those old mothers saying, "I fight tooth and nail to take care of my child, even if he hates these dishes, I’ve made the best foods, these are my love for him. Even if not understood, my love is selfless, genuine, it’s enough!"
In the end, it’s all about impressing yourself, not others?
It’s a shame Li Xunhuan didn’t make a move earlier; otherwise, Duanmu Huai really wanted to kill this guy who acts like a romance novel heroine.
However, what he said earlier did make sense.
Duanmu Huai reached out to touch his chin, deep in thought. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Indeed, in martial arts novels, revenge is quite popular, a pursuit lasting decades for revenge. If these Jianghu people are reputable and prominent figures, then undoubtedly, many would come seeking revenge under their banner.
"Ah..."
Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai sighed quietly and lifted his head.
In general martial arts novels, during times of being pursued, characters either find a strong backer or hide, for individual strength is limited.
But Duanmu Huai plans not to follow the conventional path.
He suddenly recalled the martial arts novel tropes of the past.
The protagonist hits the young, then jumps the old, strikes the old, jumps the Sect Leader. Beats the Sect Leader, jumps out the ancestor in retreat, beats the ancestor, then jumps out......what comes next?
Why not just try it?
Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai made a decision.
Idle is just idle, might as well head to West Martial World for a spin, and while at it, kill to his heart’s delight.
Kill all those seeking revenge on him, he wants to see just how many in West Martial World are enough for him to kill.
