Chapter 270: Willing

Li Miao carried the fainted "No-Trace," Zheng Yi followed with her head down at his side, and the two followed behind Xue Hanmeng, moving forward all the way.

After walking for a while, Li Miao smiled. Because the direction Xue Hanmeng was leading them was exactly where Li Miao had come from—Yishan.

Li Miao's deduction was correct; before moving to the righteous manor, Xue Bangzhu had indeed left clues on Yishan. And they were clues Li Miao hadn't discovered.

Actually, it was normal; Xue Bangzhu had spent her life either practicing Wu Gong or raising her child; she didn't have the ability to leave behind overly obscure clues.

And to prevent the murderer from discovering them, she must have "encrypted" them in another way, a method likely related to the Penglai inheritance. Li Miao and Cao Hanyan were not from Penglai, so it was normal they hadn't discovered them.

Thinking this, in no time at all, Yishan appeared in the distance.

Cao Hanyan and Yin Suqin knew Li Miao had gone, so the matter would definitely be settled, and they knew Li Miao would definitely bring people back here, so they had been guarding at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing someone coming, the two ran over.

Zheng Yi's expression changed, and without a sound, she stopped and prepared to rush forward.

Li Miao smiled and reached out to stop her, not wasting words, tearing a piece off "No-Trace's" head and throwing it at Xue Hanmeng's head in front.

"No-Trace" woke up from the pain, but was suppressed by Li Miao's True Qi inside his body, unable to even wail, his eyes wide open, the corners of his eyes twitching.

Xue Hanmeng was scanning Cao Hanyan and Yin Suqin with her peripheral vision when, caught off guard, a gust of wind came from behind; before she could react, something soft and wet hit her head, forcing her to stagger.

She was confused for a moment, reached out to touch her head, and felt it was all wet. She grabbed the thing that had hit her, brought it in front of her, and instantly turned pale.

It was clearly an ear with a piece of scalp attached!

And there was no need to think about whose ear it was!

Li Miao's voice came from behind.

"Since you are an idiot, you should understand that playing mind games is not something you should be thinking about."

"Look, just because you had thoughts you shouldn't have, your uncle has lived one stick of incense less—he's not young, his blood is exhausted, and he doesn't have much blood left to flow, oh."

Xue Hanmeng could almost imagine Li Miao's ferocious smile, reeking of blood.

"You have to be, a little faster."

Xue Hanmeng wept.

She had indeed had crooked thoughts, thinking that when Cao and Yin arrived, she would find a chance to hold them hostage and negotiate with Li Miao. She hadn't expected that just as the thought popped up, the other party would tear off her uncle's ear and throw it at her!

Even though she hadn't done anything yet!

She wanted to argue a few words, sobbing as she ran.

"I clearly didn't think—"

"I don't care."

Li Miao's playful voice came from behind again, cutting off her words.

"Whether you are wronged, or your uncle's life, I don't care. Whether you had crooked thoughts or not, I just wanted to tear off one of his ears, so what?"

"You aren't going to reason with me, are you?"

Xue Hanmeng suddenly froze.

She finally understood that Li Miao was different from Zheng Yi.

He wouldn't give her any chance to turn the tables, and he wouldn't even bother to confirm her thoughts.

No matter what she thought, as long as there was any possibility of her making a move, Li Miao would tear another piece of flesh off her uncle and throw it at her without hesitation—he wouldn't even bother to test her!

Just a "possibility," he wouldn't even wait for her to make any real move!

This meant she not only couldn't make any moves, she even had to actively avoid any chance of turning the tables!

What was she to do!

Xue Hanmeng's heart was in chaos; she could think of ways to deal with Zheng Yi, but facing an opponent like Li Miao, how could she save her uncle's life!

*Slap.

With a light sound, another object landed on her head.

Xue Hanmeng's eyes widened, and she reached out to grab it in disbelief; it was wet again. She brought the object in front of her, trembling, and instantly collapsed in tears.

"Why is this again!?"

In her hand, the pair of ears was complete. Especially the second one, with a large piece of scalp; "No-Trace" probably didn't even look human anymore.

"If you want a reason, I can give you many."

Li Miao said with a smile.

"For example, you talk too much, run too slow, are too stupid; for example, the sky is too dark, the wind is too cold, the road is too long; for example, this trash is too heavy and my hands are tired, and I want to 'lighten the load' for myself."

"In short—I'm willing."

As he spoke, Cao and Yin had already run over, confused by this bizarre situation, and just as they were about to ask, they were stopped by Li Miao's hand.

Zheng Yi reached out and lifted the two, the corners of her mouth curling up uncontrollably—Li Miao's method was even more satisfying than the half-hour of scolding she had done! She should have just done this earlier!

To deal with an idiot, one shouldn't think about reasoning!

Xue Hanmeng in front had been driven to the brink of collapse by Li Miao, her shoulders heaving, tears constantly being flung into the air, but she didn't dare stop, only crying as she ran forward.

"You, you—"

Xue Hanmeng choked.

*Slap.

Two more twisted and bent fingers were thrown at her head.

"No-Trace" had fainted from the pain again.

Li Miao said no more, just slightly parted his mouth and spat out one word.

"Drive."

Just that one word, and Zheng Yi couldn't hold it in. Even Cao and Yin, who were being carried, looked at each other, feeling a chill throughout their bodies.

Especially Yin Suqin, who felt his previously broken shoulder was wronged—before, he had thought he was just listening to rumors and had wronged Li Miao, but now, looking at this, what he had said was likely a beautified version by the Embroidered Uniform Guard! Li Miao was likely even more brutal than he had said!

Especially the title "Thousand-Household Corpse-Tearer," it was probably all true!

Not to mention how shocked the two were, Xue Hanmeng had been completely suppressed by Li Miao, no longer daring to speak, not even daring to let Li Miao hear her crying, covering her mouth with her hand, running toward Yishan with all her might.

She was a Heaven-Human expert, and now that she had no thoughts of struggling, she used her light-body techniques to the fullest, and her speed instantly increased, and in less than a stick of incense, she slowly stopped.

Li Miao also stopped, looked left and right, and this place was exactly the wooden hut where Xue Bangzhu had lived.

Zheng Yi reached out and set Cao and Yin on the ground, also scanning the area. Before Xue Hanmeng could point it out, she frowned, fixed her gaze in a certain direction for a long time, and nodded.

She said to Li Miao.

"My lord, I know."

"This Xue Bangzhu really did leave behind clues that only Penglai sect members can see."