Chapter 38: I Will Do It Myself Next Time Part Three

“That is ok,” the crippled old man whispered, “It is too dull inside the tent. It is much better outside.”

Then, he closed his eyes again.

“Why suddenly kill bad people?” The crippled old man asked himself, but it was determined that he couldn’t get an answer.

A few kilometers away, Fang Jie wiped the sweat off his forehead and threw the iron pot to the side. He sighed, “I suspect that the boiling water didn’t get rid of the poison, but the poison that these idiots bought is fake! Damn it! He drank half a pot of water already. He should be stuffed to death, but he is still not poisoned yet. Damn it.”

He sat on the ground and panted.

“Weren’t you unwilling to kill?” Mu Xiaoyao asked him in surprise.

“Killing bad people is a form of kindness,” Fang Jie replied casually.

Mu Xiaoyao frowned and said, “This is something that the Buddhist Sect said.”

Fang Jie panted and replied, “It doesn’t matter who said it; it makes sense. Also… after that incident at Fangu, I suddenly realized that people wouldn’t stop killing you just because you are kind. If I didn’t see this b*stard planning to kill Cui Lueshang, I wouldn’t know that peers would kill each other for personal interests.”

Fang Jie wanted to say something else, but he didn’t end up saying it.

If he didn’t get lucky and survived that incident at Fangu, he wouldn’t start doubting the relationships between people.

Fang Jie and Li Xiaozong had a good relationship in the last three years, and they appreciated each other. However, Li Xiaozong didn’t hesitate when trying to kill him for benefits.

“I still don’t want to kill people.” Fang Jie calmed down and said to Mu Xiaoyao, “So I’m getting involved in this matter… At Fangu, I didn’t want to kill anyone, and I couldn’t do it. Since I understood some principles, I should get used to doing things. When I first joined the military, I always hid and shot the fiercest bandits. However, I didn’t take their lives; I only shot their limbs and let them live.”

After pausing for a second, Fang Jie smiled self-mockingly and continued, “However, they still died. After falling off their horses, Li Gandang and others kill them for military merit. I always comforted myself, saying that I didn’t kill them. However, I was only fooling myself; they died because of me. Li Xiaozong said that I was the best scout in Fangu; he was right. I could always find the hiding spots of the bandits, and the border soldiers would go and wipe them out. My hands aren’t stained by blood, but I’m responsible for all the deaths.”

Fang Jie slowly stood up and said to Mu Xiaoyao earnestly, “Since I would have to kill enemies, I need to practice.”

“Just to prepare for the future?” Mu Xiaoyao suddenly felt like she was a little unfamiliar to the Fang Jie before her right now.

Cui Lueshang didn’t stop Fang Jie from killing these bad eggs. Although he was dull, he wasn’t an idiot.

Since today’s incident already took place, there wasn’t going to be a happy ending. Even if he let Li Yuan and others go, they would try to kill him just to hide what happened today.

After getting fatigued from hitting these people, Cui Lueshang fell onto the ground and cried like a child.

Liu Yineng’s body swelled up, but he didn’t die. Even though the external injuries were severe, he could still recover as long as his organs were intact.

While Cui Lueshang cried his heart out, Fang Jie walked over.

“Have you killed people before?” Fang Jie asked.

Hearing this, Cui Lueshang suddenly stopped crying, sobbed, and shook his head.

Fang Jie placed a dagger in his hand and pointed at Liu Yineng. He said, “I haven’t as well, but I need to do it tonight. If you can’t do it, I will come back and help you after taking out that guy with the last name of Li.”

Fang Jie walked to Li Yuan, and Li Yuan shivered and was already ashen-faced. His limbs were broken by Mu Xiaoyao, and his level 3 strength couldn’t be used.

He begged, “Please, don’t kill me! I heard you mention Li Xiaozong. He is my fifth uncle! I’m his nephew!”

“I know.” Fang Jie squatted beside him with a dagger, and he frowned and pierced forward. Blood instantly gushed out and stained his body.

“That is why I want to kill you.”

Fang Jie wiped away the blood that covered his eyes, stayed silent for a while, and said to Mu Xiaoyao earnestly, “It doesn’t feel good. I will do it myself next time; you don’t need to break the enemies’ limbs.”