bullyxtreme Chapter 43 Face
Chapter 43 Face
Inside the enclosure.
Lu Xingzhou locked himself in the main room, saying he wanted to write something and didn't want to be disturbed.
Lin Fengyi was still doing needlework with Na Wen under the eaves.
The fine cloth she had asked Yu Fengzhi to bring last time is almost turning into the suit that Lu Xingzhou used to destroy with an axe by the thugs from Fengtian when he saved her.
Watching her hum a little tune as she sewed her needle with nimble fingers, her face beaming with joy.
That Wen made a sarcastic joke:
"Oh dear~~ I'll sit further away from you then, so I don't feel~~ uncomfortable~ seeing your rosy cheeks!"
Lin Fengyi laughed and scolded:
"Don't give me that crap! I said I'm going to build really nice houses for everyone to live in. Second Master Yu has already gone to the provincial capital to find a master craftsman. I guarantee you'll be beaming with pride in the second half of the year!"
When women get together, the topics they discuss are no less interesting than those of men, and may even be more so. She did not hide her troubles about being ruined by her sister-in-law from Lin Fengyi.
Chuanwen may seem weak and cowardly, but that's a matter of personality. Old Zhu's offspring are never lacking in physical strength, and Chuanwen, having already tasted the sweetness of love, is truly accustomed to it.
In the countryside, people usually fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow after a day of farm work, and the whole family sleeps on one kang (heated brick bed) so that no one bothers anyone else.
Unfortunately, the Zhu family has a younger sister who almost became their daughter-in-law, but she is also a worrier and has trouble sleeping, which makes things quite awkward.
The newlyweds, Wen Chuanwen and his wife, had to act like thieves when they wanted to be intimate, constantly being interrupted. It's no wonder they couldn't be happy in such a limbo.
However, Wen had a good attitude and did not complain.
He exclaimed loudly, "A nice house? What nice house haven't I lived in!"
As her best friend, Wen had no choice but to reveal her impoverished background as a princess to Lin Fengyi, as her behavior had shown a level of sophistication that was not typical of a farmer's daughter.
But facing her in-laws who came from farming backgrounds, and her somewhat incompetent and indecisive husband, she didn't know how to start a conversation.
"Enough about me, now your butler should feel justified, right?"
Nourished and cared for by Lu Xingzhou, Lin Fengyi gradually regained her confidence, and her appearance and temperament improved significantly. She really looked like a proper lady.
"Of course! I could have been the butler with complete confidence the moment Miss Bai stepped through the door!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you'd have even more confidence if you had a young master!"
"screw you!"
As the two were chatting and laughing, they saw Shuanzi rush into the enclosure, trying to break into the main hall, but he was stopped by Sanjiangshui and Niyang who were guarding the door.
"What's going on? Young Master has given orders not to disturb him!"
The honest-looking Shuanzi was so anxious he was grimacing.
"Brother Chuanwu told me to tell the young master that a guy named Ma San'er seemed to be causing trouble for him and even attacked us. He asked the young master how to handle it."
"Ma San'er?!" ×2.
The two men, who used to hang out on the streets of Fengtian, were on tenterhooks when they learned about the feud between Lu Xingzhou and Chen Daye.
The door creaked open.
Lu Xingzhou walked out, showing no sign of being confronted by a formidable enemy; his face was filled with anticipation!
"What? How should we handle this? Distinguished guests have arrived; of course, this young master must go and greet them!"
With a solemn expression, Sanjiang Shui pulled out an M1911 from his waist, cocked it, and chambered a bullet. Ni Yang followed suit.
The eldest disciple of Gong Yutian, the most renowned grandmaster in the Northern martial arts world, neither of them had the courage to face him without a gun.
"Why are you so nervous? Put the gun back!"
Oblivious to his surroundings, Lu Xingzhou slowly walked out of the enclosure and finally saw the face he had been waiting for.
Unlike the resolute and cold-blooded middle-aged image in the movie, he also has a touch of evil charm and ruthlessness.
At this time, Ma San'er was about the same age as Lu Xingzhou. Although his eyes were sinister and his expression was unpleasant, his chubby, delicate face still showed a hint of cuteness, making him quite a handsome young man.
They came here looking for trouble, and then Chuanwu and his men pointed guns at them, so it's understandable that they looked annoyed.
Lu Xingzhou laughed loudly:
"Hahaha~ Master Ma, it's been over a month, and you've finally come to see me!"
With Gong Yutian's dedicated guidance, Ma San, though not very old, already showed signs of becoming a great general.
His gaze swept slowly and deliberately from left to right over the rifle pointed at him, before silently settling on Lu Xingzhou.
"Not bad at all!"
After arriving in Guandong, Lu Xingzhou only met comedic characters like Ni Yang from Sanjiangshui and roughnecks like Uncle Wu. It was only young and handsome men like this who suited his taste.
"Chuanwu, put your gun away. This is none of your business."
Chuanwu was a little worried: "Master! This man easily knocked Hammer and Fugui'er out of their laps with just a couple of light blows. I'm afraid he might hurt you!"
"Nonsense! Gong Yutian's disciples could easily beat you guys! If I'm not mistaken, you guys attacked first, didn't you?!"
Chuanwu reluctantly put down his gun.
Lu Xingzhou's guess was correct. Seeing that Ma San'er, who had come to their door, was aggressive and hostile, Langtou, eager to protect his master, pushed him with his hand. Before he could react, he was thrown to the ground. Fugui'er, who followed behind, suffered the same fate.
Ma San'er snorted softly and proudly raised his head slightly.
At this point, he was truly a novice, yet still able to maintain the pride of a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person who has roamed the martial arts world).
He wouldn't casually take action against a bunch of peasants before he had figured out the situation!
The fact that Hammer and Fugui were still groaning and moaning meant they weren't seriously injured.
Lu Xingzhou cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your mercy, Third Master."
He stepped aside and gestured, "Please come in."
He led the way, and Ma San, who came alone, was not afraid at all, and walked into the enclosure with square steps.
After sitting down in the main room, Ni Yang served tea. Ma San'er took a sip and struck a pose before speaking.
"Young Master Lu, I don't recall ever offending you, have I?"
"no."
"Then please explain, Young Master Lu, why did you embarrass me, Ma San'er, in Fengtian?!"
Although Chen Daye's relationship with him was purely based on mutual benefit, with Chen Daye giving him 50 silver dollars a month as a form of "filial piety," even if Chen Daye were beaten to death, Ma San'er had no obligation to avenge him.
But Chen Daye brought up his name to settle the matter.
Instead of settling the score, he was beaten and crippled; this was a blatant humiliation.
This wasn't even the most embarrassing thing for Ma San'er.
What does it mean that you can give a dollar without paying a single penny?
Is Third Master's reputation only worth one silver dollar?!
People in the martial arts world value face above all else. Ma San, who originally didn't want Gong Yutian to know that he was making extra money by relying on the Gong family's reputation, had no choice but to sneak over to Lu Xingzhou for an explanation.
His mental journey was basically within Lu Xingzhou's calculations.
"Nothing more than wanting to meet with Third Master."
Ma San'er was taken aback.
Wait a minute, you're not playing by the rules!
He had thought about the inexplicable feuds he had made in the past, his master's nemesis stirring up trouble, young people trying to step on him to make a name for themselves, and the scions of powerful families looking down on people in the martial arts world, but he never imagined that the reason would be so simple.
Having somewhat lost his composure, he could no longer maintain the composure he had just cultivated, and slammed his fist on the table, angrily saying:
"I'm not the emperor in the Forbidden City. If you want to see me, just say so! In front of all those old fogies in Fengtian, you dare to smear my face?!"
Isn't this insane?!
He has a point, but Lu Xingzhou wants to get rid of the rotten-hearted Chen Daye, but doesn't want to spend time socializing with Ma San'er.
As I always say, problems that can be solved with money aren't really problems.
Why waste that precious time?
"Please wait a moment, Third Master."
As Lu Xingzhou spoke, he turned into the east room and came out carrying a small wooden box.
He slammed his hand on the coffee table and opened it towards Ma San'er.
Ten silver dollars.
They lay inside neatly and orderly.
Ma San was at a loss when asked to do it: "What do you mean?! What ...
When he went out to travel the world with his master, he encountered all sorts of strange and unusual situations, but the story wasn't like this at all!
Judging from his astonished expression, Lu Xingzhou could tell that he was a penniless wretch.
It can be said that Ma San went astray because of his own impure thoughts, but Gong Yutian also bears half the responsibility.
The Gong family has a fortune of millions, with businesses all over Northeast China, but they have little to do with their apprentice, Ma San'er.
At best, he can be guaranteed enough to eat and drink, but he won't get any money, and he'll even have to help his master collect rent.
Few masters can maintain their mental balance when they handle enormous wealth only to find that it has nothing to do with them.
It would be natural for him to get to know some idle people who were willing to give him money.
Lu Xingzhou had the same idea:
"Isn't it obvious? Apologize to Third Master!"
A thousand silver dollars is enough to buy the life of a prefect in a remote area; this apology is exceptionally sincere.
Ma San'er steadied himself, glanced at the silver dollars in the box again, and forced himself to remain calm.
What kind of stability is this?!
It's impossible to stabilize!
"Hmm, I accept your apology!"
He hugged the box tightly, afraid that Lu Xingzhou would change his mind, completely forgetting that he had originally intended to beat Lu Xingzhou to the same extent as Chen Daye.
Sanjiangshui and Ni Yang, who witnessed the whole thing, watched as Ma San couldn't stop grinning.
The little bit of respect I had for the heroes of the martial arts world shattered instantly.
That's it?!