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Hearing the daughter of the Black-hearted Tiger suddenly speak, Lufan paused. He was not so cold-hearted as to deny a dying person's small request.
"Go ahead and ask."
"What grudge do I have against you that makes you want to kill me so desperately?"
The daughter of the Black-hearted Tiger was not foolish; she had already guessed that this young man’s target from the beginning was likely herself. However, she could not understand why he held such animosity toward her when they had never met before.
Lufan fell silent for a moment before saying, "Do you remember the couple you harmed eight years ago?"
The woman's eyes widened in shock. "Are you their son?"
"No, he is still in the city, struggling every day to support himself and his sister, working tirelessly. Moreover, he has no idea that his parents were murdered; he believes they died due to an incident with a beast."
"Then who are you?"
"I am his friend. I accidentally heard about what happened. Since he cannot take revenge himself, it falls to me to do it for him."
"Just a friend? You would risk so much just to avenge them because you're friends?" The woman found it hard to believe. She had witnessed too much darkness and betrayal to think that anyone would act so foolishly.
After all, the power disparity between both sides was immense; one misstep could lead to death. She couldn't believe anyone would go this far for a friend.
Yet Lufan looked at her calmly, forcing her to accept that this was indeed true.
"I never expected there would be someone like you in this world!" Realizing this was true, the woman fell silent for a moment before speaking bitterly.
"Although that's quite hypocritical," she continued after a while, "may I ask how those two children fared later on?"
Lufan was somewhat surprised, but he replied, "What do you think? An eight-year-old child not only has to fend for himself but also take care of his five-year-old sister. Just imagine the difficulties they faced."
The woman paused, forcing a bitter smile as she said, "Of course I can imagine. I just held onto a sliver of hope that what happened back then didn't create too much sin; I was merely seeking some comfort."
Lufan was taken aback. Did this woman still harbor any feelings of remorse?
Seeing Lufan's expression, the woman self-deprecatingly remarked, "You might not believe it, but over the years I've done countless bad things without any regrets. The only thing that troubles my heart is that incident from years ago.
So many years have passed, yet even now, every night when I sleep, I dream of that woman's expression before she died. It's an image I'll never forget; it haunts me like a nightmare. I know I will never be able to escape her."
Lufan observed her and sensed she wasn't lying, so he calmly said, "You should know that no matter what your reasons are, I cannot let you go."
"Don't misunderstand me; I'm not saying this to plead for my release. I've suffered enough in these years of living hell. Now that my father is dead too, death feels like a relief to me."
Lufan remained silent, recalling that her father had died by his own hand, and his emotions became complicated.
"All the people I've encountered over the years have been treacherous and deceitful—two-faced and untrustworthy scum. It's rare to meet someone like you before dying. If you don't mind, could you listen to my story?"
Seeing that Lufan didn't respond, she continued without concern: "Just consider it entertainment; if you can't stand it anymore, you can kill me at any time."
And so she began to speak her story while Lufan silently listened beside her.
The girl was named Wang Yan, and her father, Wang Hu, was originally a small leader in the army of the Silver Moon Kingdom. When she was fifteen, she followed her father to Qingyang City, where he became a member of the city guard.
The city guard in Qingyang City was a lucrative position, as the area produced a large number of precious herbs. Just by skimming off some for personal gain, they could live quite comfortably. Thus, the two of them enjoyed a prosperous life.
At fifteen, Wang Yan had already grown into a stunning beauty, attracting countless young admirers. However, at that time, she was proud and only had eyes for one person.
That person was Li Hao, the Eldest Son of the city lord's residence in Qingyang City.
As the Eldest Son of the city lord's residence, Li Hao was truly a dashing young man. It was said that due to his low talent in cultivation, he devoted more effort to studying and excelled in various arts such as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Moreover, he treated everyone with kindness and courtesy, even to beggar children on the street. His manners were impeccable.
Thus, Li Hao had an excellent reputation in Qingyang City, even surpassing that of his father. Countless women regarded him as their ideal partner. Naturally, Wang Yan could not resist his charm.
During a banquet at the city lord's residence, Wang Yan accompanied her father to witness the event and happened to encounter Li Hao. To her surprise, they hit it off remarkably well and shared a strong connection.
It was easy to guess what happened next; they fell in love at first sight and their relationship quickly developed. Wang Hu was very supportive when he learned about it because he saw an opportunity to climb the social ladder.
One day, Li Hao suddenly suggested taking Wang Yan to visit his private residence. Completely enchanted by his gentleness, Wang Yan would not refuse. Wang Hu encouraged this idea even more when he found out.
However, when they arrived at that residence, Wang Yan truly experienced what hell was like and finally understood what kind of demon lurked beneath Li Hao's gentlemanly exterior.
In the underground secret chamber of that house, she saw the remains of children scattered everywhere. It turned out that Li Hao's previously gentle treatment of those little beggars had an ulterior motive!
Later on, she learned that the rumors claiming Li Hao abandoned martial arts for literature due to his low talent were completely false. While it was true that he had low innate talent, he had never given up on any opportunity to enhance his own strength.
In order to change his own talents, he actually began to cultivate the Secret Technique of the Demon Sect, specifically the infamous Secret Technique of the Blood Demon Sect.
The Secret Technique of the Blood Demon Sect was something he had painstakingly gathered, and its cultivation was extremely bloody and cruel, as it involved absorbing human flesh and blood to enhance one's own abilities. Due to its brutality, even within the Demon Sect, practicing it had already been prohibited.
After obtaining this Secret Technique, Li Hao had prepared everything meticulously. However, cultivating this technique came with significant risks, and Li Hao, who cherished his life, was unwilling to take such a gamble. He needed a test subject.
This test subject could not be just any random little beggar, as they would not withstand the torment; at the very least, he needed someone with some cultivation and who was relatively young.
However, those who met his criteria were mostly students from the academy, a place even his father dared not provoke, and he certainly did not dare to touch the students there.
Ultimately, the appearance of Wang Yan gave him an opportunity. The father and daughter who had just arrived in Qingyang City had no connections and were perfect targets.
Thus, he devised a series of plans and eventually lured Wang Yan into his residence.
In that terrifying house, Wang Yan endured a hellish half month; no one knew what she had gone through—not even Lufan—because she did not elaborate on her experiences.
During her disappearance for half a month, Wang Hu had come looking for her. However, Li Hao remained firm, only guaranteeing her safety but stating that she would not be returned to him so soon.
In the end, Wang Hu succumbed. Half a month later, Wang Yan indeed returned; however, she had completely changed as a person.
She began to resent everything—herself, her father for not being able to save her, and especially that demon in human skin, Li Hao.
Yet Li Hao did not let them off easily. For some reason, he chose not to silence them but instead gave Wang Hu an order: to lead a team of city guards into the deep mountains disguised as bandits and selectively rob those who ventured into the mountains to gather medicinal herbs.
It was during that time that they captured Fatty's parents. At that moment, Wang Yan resented everything even more, especially when she heard their pleas for mercy; she became utterly frantic.
She was jealous of the little girl named Xiao Ling. In a fit of madness, she committed the most malicious act against that couple, and Wang Hu, feeling guilty about his daughter, surprisingly did not stop her.
Lufan quietly listened to everything, observing the agitated woman before him. The saying that "the most hateful person must have their own pitiable side" seemed to apply to her.
Once Wang Yan's emotions had completely calmed down, Lufan spoke up: "I sympathize with your situation, so I listened carefully to what you said. Now, are you ready?"
Wang Yan responded candidly, "Thank you for listening to me. I originally thought this world was filled with ugliness, but unexpectedly, before I die, I encounter someone like you. That's a kind of gain."
Lufan did not clarify that he was not a good person, allowing her to maintain this misunderstanding: "There is still much beauty in the world. I hope you have a better life in your next one."
"Let's hope so." Wang Yan closed her eyes. "I really envy that girl named Xiao Ling, having such a loving brother and someone like you desperately protecting her."
Lufan raised the dagger, ready to end the life of this pitiful and tragic woman when suddenly a sense of alertness surged within him. He swiftly dodged to the side.
Crash!
He saw that a deep pit had suddenly appeared where he had been standing, sending up clouds of dust.
Then a sinister voice echoed, "This won't do. This pet has been cultivated by me for many years; I can't let you kill it just like that."
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