- One Hundred and Sixty-Six: Wish
: Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Six: Wish
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South City, the Marquis Residence
Ding Gang almost ran back to the mansion at a frantic pace, because he knew how important Mi Hou was to Li Shaoyuan. It could be said that if the Marquis residence were to lose Mi Hou, however, it would not only escte the tension but also create countless problems. If they lost Li Shaoyuan, however, they would inevitably be a declining force.
What’s even more frightening is that he knows that Li Shaoyuan currently holds a crucial task at hand, which is to unite the four small families in West City and the Xiao family to exert pressure on Tang Sen. Even someone with an unpredictable temperament like Mi Hou has been kept at home with the excuses prepared by Li Shaoyuan. If at this critical juncture Li Shaoyuan doesn’t exist, he doesn’t dare to imagine how furious Mi Hou would be at him. Ding Gang rushed into the inner courtyard and couldn’t find Mi Hou in his study. He grabbed a servant and asked, his eyes red, “Where is Little Master Hou!?”
The servant recognized him as the strongest in the mansion, but he had been instructed by Mi Hou to evade answering.
Already in a state of urgency, Ding Gang red at the servant who was withholding information and crushed his corbone.
Ah????? The servant let out a harsh scream, attracting everyone in the
mansion.
“Where is Little Master Hou!?” Ding Gang repeated his question, looking murderous.??? <sup>&</sup>
The mp on the servant’s corbone caused him immense agony, making him forget everything. All he wanted now was to escape from Ding Gang, so he painfully said, “In the east wing… Little Master Hou is in the east wing.” ’ “Hmph.” Ding Gang grunted and threw the servant aside, rushing towards the east side of the mansion, ignoring the crowd.
In a matter of breaths, Ding Gang arrived at the quiet room. He was about to knock when he heard the faint sound of moaning inside. It seemed Mi Hou was in the act of love.
As a servant, he should normally stay away until Mi Hou was satisfied before knocking. But there was no time for propriety given the circumstances.
Bang, bang, bang!” The sound of insistent knocking suddenly rang out, stirring Mi Hou’s violent temper.
“Who dares to disturb me!” A harsh questioning sound came from the room, startling Ding Gang, but he steeled himself and said loudly, “Your subordinate, Ding Gang, reports that today Li Administrator took the warriors of the mansion to capture Gong Zheng but fell into Tang Luo’s trap!” Mi Hou, who was inside the house, would have reprimanded the interruption but was immediately sobered by the mention of Tang Luo’s name. Holding the eerily seductive woman’s waist, he asked loudly, “Tang Luo!? How could you run into him?”
From childhood to adulthood, his father’s protection and his brother’s love had shielded him from any setbacks, but nothing good ever urred during his two encounters with Tang Luo! Thest time, his Lunjiang Martial Arts Arena was destroyed. It was rming that this time Gong Zheng got mixed up with him again.
Ding Gang rushed back in the hope that Mi Hou could call for help. Having witnessed the might of Old Brother Xu win, he understood that only a strong man from the Fierce Realm could control the situation, otherwise, no one could. “The warriors that were taken there all perished, and even Li Administrator fell into Tang Luo’s hands…”
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the door of the eastern wing suddenly open. Mi Hou, with his clothes disheveled, emerged with a gloomy face, stained with traces of blood.
Ding Gang had never seen Mi Hou like this before. He felt a jolt of terror and promptly saluted Mi Hou, “Greetings, Little Master Hou.”
There was only icy coldness in Mi Hou’s eyes as he asked in a frosty tone, “What’s happened to Li Shaoyuan?”
Thirteen warriors had ventured out, twelve perished, but Mi Hou seemed only concerned about Li Shaoyuan. This made Ding Gang feel a cold sense of destion. Nheless, he answered, “Administrator Li was captured. Tang… Tang Luo said, tomorrow at noon, Little Master Hou should go with Gong Zheng’s wife and daughter to an abandoned farm in the west suburbs for the exchange.”
This bastard! Why is he always against me? I am going to kill him! I will definitely kill him! Mi Hou’s eyes filled with sheer icy rage, and a roar like that of a wild beast reverberated in his heart, ceaseless.
As much as he resented it, Li Shaoyuan’s abduction was undeniable. He had to figure out a way to save him. However, realizing Tang Luo’s audacity to force Mi Shen into a deathmatch, his resentment towards the mansion’s warriors surged. Horrible protectors who couldn’t even guard the Administrator What were these warriors for if not to eat? All dead. Could their opponent be from the Fierce Realm?
“You disappoint me!” Mi Hou looked at Ding Gang and coldly said.
A chill ran down Ding Gang’s spine at Mi Hou’s words, he managed to sp his fist and bow, saying bitterly, “I’m incapable…”
“Worthless!” Mi Hou flung his robe sleeve and left straightaway.
Ding Gang kept his bowed posture until Mi Hou left then slowly straightened up, a deep gloom in his heart almost drove him insane. His stature as a peak warrior would never tolerate such an insult!
With a sideward nce, he saw the wide-open door of the room, a voluptuous womanying face up on the bed, stark naked and spread out. He was about to look away when he realized that from the time Mi Hou opened the door, the woman hadn’t made a sound or even moved.
Looking closely, the woman’s face was distorted from impact, her features reced by a bloody hole.
Ding Gang felt even more bitter, after standing still for a while, he turned and left.
West City
“Old Bai, do you want to be a calligrapher?” Old Xu win asked, full of hope. Mi Bai, who was writing, put down his brush, looked up and smiled gently, “When the timees, I naturally will.”
Seeing his devout expression, and recalling Tang Luo’s words, maybe in the past he would have agreed with Mi Bai, but he had reconsidered. If he waited, even if he waited a lifetime, he’d never be a great calligrapher like Huang Ting. This was undoubtedly the greatest insult to calligraphy.
“I want to help you be a calligrapher.” Old Xu earnestly told Mi Bai.
Mi Bai was startled at first, thenughed freely, “The way of calligraphy is a personal aplishment, how can I be helped?”
“You don’t worry about that, anyway, I have a way to help you!” Old Xu stubbornly swung his hand.
Seeing Old Xu’s stubborn determination, Mi Bai became curious and couldn’t help asking, “Why do you want to help me?”
Because you probably won’t be a calligrapher on your own! Old Xu really wanted to answer that, but looking at Mi Bai’s sheets disyed on the stall, he just couldn’t bring himself to say it and hesitated.
Mi Bai looked at Old Xu’s conflicted expression andforted him, “Even though life is tough now, I am doing what I love. I can tell that everyone who buys my calligraphy truly appreciates it. That’s enough for me.”
“But…” Looking at Mi Bai’s contentment with his humble life, Old Xu felt even more dissatisfied.
Such beautiful handwriting should be seen by the world, not hidden in a run-down alley of West City.
Mi Bai smiled softly at Old Xu and said, “Brother Xu, look, these are several styles I designed for your couplet. Which one do you like the most?”
With that, he took out six or seven rolls of paper from the broken cart behind him, slowlyid them out on the table, each with a different style of couplet. Some were sharp, some were powerful and bold, each like the work of a master. Yet these astonishing pieces of calligraphy were drawn on in white paper and ced in a broken cart..