Chapter 567: The Toothless Tiger

"Cui family, Cui Weiyan, after all these years, have I ever bullied you?"

Le Wenmao ignored Cui Xing's yelling; he's just a stray dog by the roadside—no matter how loud the bark, what does it matter?

The Cui family, Cui Weiyan, instinctively shook their heads.

He actually wanted to nod; back then he had risen to a tyrant of Liangshui Town, ignorant of the heavens and the earth, and had provoked Le Wenmao—more precisely, he had harassed Le Wenmao's daughter‑in‑law Zuo Wenjun, causing the enraged Le Wenmao to strike him so fiercely that even his own excrement flew out. If that doesn't count as bullying, he doesn't even know what bullying is.

Since then, whenever he sees Le Wenmao, he retreats three houses away; after all, Le Wenmao is so formidable that that beating has already seeped into his very bones.

He no longer dares to provoke Le Wenmao, and he even told his two sons that they must not provoke Le Wenmao.

"Since I have never bullied your family, does that mean our family is easy to pick on?"

Le Wenmao asked again, and seeing Cui Weiyan kneeling before him shake his head, he then snarled, his face twisted, and roared:

"Since there is none, then why does your second son dare to scheme against my grandson? Do you think that because I'm old, I'm easy to bully?"

"I— I— I…"

Cui Weiyan's face turned pale; he wanted to say something, but for some reason the words at his lips could not be spoken, so he hurriedly, while Le Wenmao was distracted, gave Cui Xing a look.

Hoping that Cui Xing would bring men to rescue him from Le Wenmao's grasp!

He still didn't realize that Le Wenmao had suddenly burst into his yard, seeking trouble for his spouse, and that it was directed at his family member Cui Ji; everyone in Liangshui Town knew how Cui Ji had latched onto Zhu Xing's thigh, and as Zhu Xing's father, how could he possibly be unaware?

He had once advised his family member Cui Ji, saying that Le Wenmao is not to be provoked, and using his grandson as a stepping stone would bring disaster.

But Cui Ji took it lightly; instead, in front of him, he sneered at Le Wenmao, calling him a useless person.

His own son and daughter‑in‑law were brutally killed by Zhu Xing, yet he wouldn't even dare to pass gas, even though he knew that Le Wenmao used his grandson as a stepping stone, Le Wenmao would have no courage to confront their whole family.

Who doesn't know that their family is clinging to the Zhu family's thigh?

He had once been brutally beaten by Le Wenmao; even though many years have passed, each recollection still fills him with lingering fear, so even knowing it, he believes what his family member Cui Ji says is true.

Le Wenmao is a toothless tiger; otherwise, if his son and daughter‑in‑law had consecutively died at Zhu Xing's hands, why would Le Wenmao not even dare to let out a single fart?

But he still dared not be careless.

During that period, he was extremely cautious; if he ever saw any sign that Le Wenmao intended to avenge his grandson, he would at once flee through the tunnel his family had dug.

During that time, he even slept without taking off his clothes, and both his daughter‑in‑law and his son laughed and scolded him for being cowardly.

He completely forgot how audacious he had been when he roamed Liangshui Town back then!

It wasn't until a long time later, still having seen no sign that Le Wenmao would stand up for his grandson, and only when he fell ill in bed, that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, yet still dared not be careless; who knows whether Le Wenmao might be:

openly repairing the road while secretly crossing Chen Cang!

Never imagined.

Just when he had completely dismissed Le Wenmao and was waiting for the day news of Le Wenmao's death arrived, he went to cause a scene at Le Wenmao's funeral, seeking revenge for the humiliation when Le Wenmao had nearly beaten the excrement out of him; before he could even receive news of Le Wenmao's death, Le Wenmao himself showed up at his house to cause trouble.

"Old thing, you're a useless waste; your son and daughter‑in‑law are dead, you don't even dare to let out a fart; you're not easy to bully, who is easy to bully?"

"Now you still have the nerve to come out and stand up for your grandson; your grandson becoming a stepping stone for my younger brother is his honor. If you truly have any guts, you should go find Zhu Great Young Master to take revenge, yet you come to our house to cause trouble—it's just because you're useless and …"

Cui Xing understood his father's glance, stepped forward, and loudly sneered; while Le Wenmao was distracted, his attention fully on himself, a hand behind him suddenly moved, and from the inconspicuous edge of the group of towering warriors following him, one slipped out and approached Le Wenmao.

"Grandfather, be careful!"

Le Zhuang, provoked by Cui Xing's sneering, snarled, wanting to rush out and slash Cui Xing to pieces, but before he could act, his peripheral vision caught an inconspicuous spot beside his grandfather where a towering warrior appeared, brandishing a great sword, lunging at his grandfather; he hurried to warn, but it was already a step too late.

"Puff!"

A spray of blood spurted out, Le Zhuang jumped in fright, about to shout when he saw the towering warrior who had been preparing to ambush his grandfather, his head cut off by a blade, a gush of blood, the whole body collapsed on the ground, while his grandfather showed no sign of injury.

It seemed his grandfather had already anticipated that someone would take advantage of his carelessness and strike from behind!

Le Zhuang's peripheral vision caught Xuanqing Daozhang's mocking gaze beside him; it wasn't aimed at his grandfather but at the one who attempted the ambush, and he was about to ask.

"Xiao Zhuang, you needn't worry about your grandfather; you may not know, but your grandfather's name was forged back then, just a bunch of small fry…"

Xuanqing Daozhang scanned Cui Xing and his party, his gaze lingering on Cui Xing for three seconds before speaking again:

"Don't think your grandfather is old, but these toys aren't enough for your grandfather to kill!"

This novel you…

"Cui Weiyan, Cui Weiyan, you did have a good son, just like you were back then!"

Le Wenmao retracted his long sword, gave no further glance, the dismembered towering warrior, sneered, and just as Cui Weiyan's whole body shivered, his mouth opening to beg for mercy, a cold glint flashed.

"Puff!"

A spray of blood erupted!

"Dad!"

Cui Xing cried out in anguish.

"Don't worry, I'll send your mother down to accompany your father right away; it won't take long, you will also go down to accompany your father…"

Le Wenmao hadn't finished speaking when he heard the kneeling Cui family beg for mercy, "Brother Le, Brother Le, I know I've erred, I know I've erred, please spare me!"

"In principle, this matter doesn't concern you, but you gave birth to a good son, and all these years you have constantly enjoyed the benefits brought by Cui Ji; given that, you should accept the corresponding punishment—it is proper!"

Le Wenmao smiled, without elaborating to the Cui family how she had bullied the servants in her manor and the surrounding neighbors, raised his long sword, about to strike, when he heard Cui Xing snarling, shouting:

"Old thing, you dare?"

After speaking, Cui Xing launched a hidden weapon, leapt forward, intending to push Le Wenmao back and rescue his mother from Le Wenmao's blade.

(End of chapter)