Upon hearing the sudden scream, Chen Mo also didn't care about anything else and rushed out, arriving at the courtyard where he immediately saw the two women, Li Wu Xin and Su Yu Mo, who were on high alert and backing away.
Changlong, holding a peachwood sword, was alert and shouted at the top of the roof suddenly, "Come out, or die."
A black shadow leaped from the tiles on the roof, clad in black body-hugging clothing, with a black cloth covering his face, hiding his features. In his hand, a long sword shone with chilling light, as if he had come seeking revenge.
"Eighth-level Martial Artist"
Changlong's eyes immediately perceived the opponent's realm, and his heart suddenly tightened. If he were himself, he could simply flee far away, but there were Chen Mo and others in the courtyard. If he escaped, they would be in danger.
Though not a martial artist himself, Chen Mo could still sense Changlong's unusual state. His expression shifted slightly as he called out loud to the black-clad figure in the night sky, "Friend, where are you from? What brings you here?"
The black-clad figure tightly gripped his long sword and did not answer.
"Kill someone? I wonder if there is anything I, Chen Mo, have offended to warrant this. Or perhaps someone has hired a hitman?"
He remained silent, but his hand, which was tightly gripping the long sword, began to tremble slightly.
"If you, brother, are in need of silver, just say so. Although Chen Mo is not a man of great wealth, I can still help you. Please do not take a life for a few silvers. Although this is not within the city of Dali, I am Chen Dewang's third son, the Deputy Prefectural Administrator of the Ministry of Justice. If you kill me, brother, you will suffer. Your family will also be implicated…"
On the surface, Chen Mo appeared calm and composed, but in reality, he was panicked. If someone that Changlong couldn't handle was causing trouble, then there was no one in their entire courtyard who could deal with it.
Whether your life can be saved depends on whether your psychological defense can be removed by your clever words.
Chen Mo admitted that he had a gambling element, but in fact, he had won the bet.
The black-clad man shivered slightly, threw the long sword he held fiercely, and it 'clank' landed on the ground. Then he leaped down and knelt before Chen Mo.
"Third Young Master, last night you saved my sister, and today you gave me one hundred taels of silver to help me through a difficult time. Just now, I wanted to kill you, and yet you still thought of helping me…I, I Zhao Huo am not human."
The black-clad man took off the black cloth covering his face and said with shame.
Zhao Huo?
Chen Mo was taken aback. He approached and looked closely, indeed it was Zhao Huo. However, he was somewhat puzzled. He had been kind to Zhao Huo before, so why did he want to kill himself? And who wanted to kill him?
Chen Mo did not hide or hesitate. He directly asked the confusion in his heart.
Zhao Huo looked up, hesitated for a moment, and eventually revealed the truth.
"It turns out to be Second Young Master and Third Young Master, your second brother. He is so heartless, not even caring about family, and wants to kill you."
Changlong's face darkened, he tightly held the peachwood sword, and a glint of murderous intent appeared on his face, "I think it's better for me to kill him and eliminate the potential trouble".
Liu Wu Xin had been saved by Chen Mo and knew him for a short time, but she could feel a kind of warmth she had never experienced from him. Upon hearing that someone wanted to kill him, her expression shifted slightly, and a coldness that had never appeared before was evident in her heterochromia.
"Madness"
Chen Mo coldly drank and said, "Chen Guang is the second young master of Chen family. No matter what else, there are many guards in Chen's mansion. It is not something you can kill at will. Moreover, killing him now will not benefit us. Instead of killing him, we can keep him alive to earn more silver."
It's not that Chen Mo doesn't want to kill Chen Guang, but it's not necessary. After all, in a month, we'll all die together anyway.
Chen Mo stared at Zhao Huo on the ground, after hearing his own background, he had a new understanding of this guy: a gambling father, a sick mother, an innocent sister, and a broken him.
This reminded Chen Mo of something, the affection that arose with the bell and ceased... No, it was Zhao Huo's experience, and the name itself made Chen Mo feel increasingly familiar.
Zhao Huo
Mo Da Zhao Huo
Mo Da Zhao Huo, an evil existence in the Nine States three hundred years later, his swordsmanship is only second to the Nine States Sword Emperor. Because of his temperamental volatility and countless kills, he was called the Mo Da knife by the world.
It is said that Zhao Huo had once been a small constable in the Tian Long Royal Dynasty, but he was dismissed and imprisoned for neglecting his post. During this time, his gambling father, despite the persuasion of his seriously ill mother, sold his young sister into a brothel. By the time he was released from prison, his mother had died, and his sister drowned herself due to the unbearable humiliation.
Nevertheless, his father did not repent his actions but instead scolded him for being a worthless man and told him to go out and earn gambling money for himself. Outraged, Zhao Huo slashed his father with one stroke and left the Tian Long Royal Dynasty.
Chen Mo took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and said, "Zhao Huo, I'll help you resolve your family's difficulties. I've paid for the treatment of your mother's illness, and as for your sister, who is of age now, whether she wants to study literature or martial arts, I'll cover the expenses..."
Fubo, who had followed Chen Mo out, also heard Zhao Huo's story. After sighing, he said, "Although I'm not a doctor, I know a bit of medicine. If you don't mind, let the old lady come with me. I'd be happy to treat her for free."
"Third Young Master, great kindness and great debt cannot be repaid…"
Chen Mo responded to resentment with justice, and Zhao Huo, kneeling on the ground, was overwhelmed with gratitude, bowing his head heavily before saying, "From now on, Zhao Huo's life is that of the Third Young Master's. If you wish to take it, Zhao Huo will have no complaints."
"What do I need your life for?"
Chen Mo chuckled lightly, but his expression suddenly became serious, "However, as for your father's matter..."
"This does not require the trouble of the Third Young Master. I, I will make my own decision."
Zhao Huo's eyes turned cold. After experiencing so much, he had completely lost hope in his gambling father. For his mother and sister, he could no longer be dragged down by his father.
Zhao Huo stood up, preparing to say goodbye to Chen Mo and go to pick up his sister and mother. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he immediately picked up the long knife lying on the ground.
Changlong stepped back half a step, standing guard by Chen Mo's side, and also tightly gripped his peachwood sword.
A short knife sliced through the air, creating a series of wind sounds like poisonous snakes, directly pointing at Chen Mo's face.
Zhao Huo, holding the knife and slashing it forcefully, blocked the short knife, but his body was shaken back by several dozen steps before stabilizing.
"Third Young Master, it seems there are not just I who want to kill you tonight."
Zhao Huo's face is serious. From this brief exchange, he has judged that the other party's strength is definitely not below his own.
Chen Mo's face turned dark. Could it be that Chen Guang had hired another high-level martial artist?
Before Chen Mo could react, a black-clad figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard, similarly dressed as Zhao Huo but with a much stronger aura.
"Seventh-level Martial Artist"
Zhao Huo exclaimed in surprise, and Changlong directly stood in front of Chen Mo.
"Eighth-level... not from Chen Guang's side."
Although Chen Guang is the second young master of Chen family and has many resources, he cannot control the eighth-level martial artists in the mansion. Therefore, he had to go outside to seek help from Zhao Huo.
The seventh-level martial artist is already a rare talent in Chen family, under the control of Chen Dewang, and Chen Guang cannot command them.
"The seventh-level martial artist in front of you is from another faction..."
