Chapter Five New Home

  "Yixuan, what's wrong?" Zilu asked gently, looking at Yixuan who was lost in thought.

  Shan Yixuan looked at Zhi Luo with a dazed expression, and after washing up and changing out of his bloody clothes, Zhi Luo appeared even more elegant and refined. At first glance, Shan Yixuan felt an inexplicable surge of affection. "N-no... nothing, I just remembered some things from the past."

  Shan Yixuan said, then looked at Yang Yonghao's worried face and smiled slightly: "Old man, I'll help your daughter avenge, but you and your family must keep my affairs secret. I don't have a house, so give me a place to live!" Shan Yixuan thought to himself, saving your daughter's life shouldn't be too much to ask for, right?

  Yang Yonghao nodded and said, "The house is not a problem, secrecy is not a problem, but you have to bring me the heads of one hundred devils to sacrifice for my daughter." Yang Yonghao felt that the young man in front of him was not simple, and he had also said one hundred as a test.

  "Dad, how can you be like this? Yi Xuan just arrived in Yang City and is alone. How can you let him go kill a hundred devils by himself?! No way, I disagree!" The girl looked at Yi Xuan and then turned to her father, hoping he wouldn't make things difficult for Yi Xuan, after all, he was the one who had saved her life.

  Shan Yixuan smiled wryly, a hundred devils' heads? A thousand more wouldn't be a problem either. Thinking of the tragic deaths of tens of thousands of fellow countrymen in Nanjing, today I have the opportunity to avenge my fellow countrymen, to avenge the predecessors who died on the battlefield, what's wrong with killing a few devils? "Alright, I promise you, bring back a hundred heads to offer sacrifices to your daughter."

  "Yi Xuan, you can't agree to this! How could you possibly defeat a hundred devils on your own? No way, this is too absurd!" Zi Luo saw that Yi Xuan had already boasted and became even more worried, walking up to him.

  "Good, you have backbone! If you can kill a hundred devils, I, Old Yang, will give my daughter to you in marriage!"

  "Is this for real?" Shuang Yixuan pointed at Yang Yonghao and said. Thinking to himself, if he could get this beautiful girl, his life would be complete.

  "Put your hand down! When has Old Yang ever failed to keep his word?" Yang Yonghao rebuked, seeing that Shan Yixuan didn't even have a bit of courtesy and actually pointed at him.

  Shan Yixuan realized his mistake, quickly put down his hand and said in a low voice: "I remember, starting from tomorrow, I will give you 100 Japanese heads within half a month!" Shan Yixuan did not expect the old man to actually betroth his daughter to him, and he was overjoyed.

  Zhiluo's pretty face flushed with a faint red, and she ran into the inner room in embarrassment. She didn't expect her father to marry her off like this, especially since they had only known each other for less than a day. However, from the moment she saw him, there was something strange and wonderful about it that touched her heart.

  "Housekeeper, take him to the east wing!" Yang Yonghao turned around and said to the housekeeper behind him. The housekeeper responded with a series of "yeses" and then walked over to Shan Yixuan and said, "Mr. Shan, please follow me!" Shan Yixuan looked at the housekeeper, then at Yang Yonghao, before following the housekeeper out of the Yang estate. Along the way, Shan Yixuan chatted with the housekeeper, saying, "Housekeeper, does Mr. Yang know martial arts?" Shan Yixuan had been observing Yang Yonghao since he smashed the square table with one palm, and yet Yang Yonghao didn't even furrow his brow - what a powerful palm strike that was!

  The housekeeper turned his head to glance at Shan Yixuan, then continued walking while saying: "Young man, it's best not to ask what shouldn't be asked. In these chaotic times, if one day your head can't be kept safe, everything will be for nothing."

  Shan Yixuan helplessly shook his head, thinking to himself that if he, Shan Yixuan, were to lose his head, it would have happened long ago. He wouldn't be so lucky as to survive a plane explosion and still not die. It seems that the King of Hell is truly looking out for him.

  The two men walked for about ten minutes, and a simple courtyard appeared in front of Shuang Yixuan. The housekeeper stopped his footsteps, opened the already locked wooden door, and handed the key to Shuang Yixuan, saying: "Young man, you will live here from now on. Although it's a bit simple, it can still keep out the wind and rain!"

  Shan Yixuan took the keys from Guan's hand with a stunned expression, thinking to himself that this was like heaven and hell compared to Yang Fu just now! Shan Yixuan walked up to the house, looked at the spider webs and dust on the wall, and furrowed his brow. Three years of special missions had made him accustomed to living in comfortable high-rise villas, but suddenly moving into such a house was quite uncomfortable.

  Shan Yixuan turned around, only to find that his butler had already slipped away unnoticed. He couldn't help but smile wryly, thinking to himself that he would have to do the task himself. With a sigh, he rolled up his sleeves and began to clean vigorously.

  "Old master, are you really going to marry your daughter off to that young man you don't even know?" Zhao Muqing walked up to Yang Yonghao's side and said with concern.

  Yang Yonghao smiled and said, "Don't you think the man just now was quite strange? In this chaotic world where heroes emerge, who knows, maybe our daughter will marry a good husband!"

  "He's wondering what his business is with me, and we only have this one daughter!" Zhao Muqing thought of her second daughter and tears fell down.

  Yang Yonghao sighed and said lightly, "Alright, stop crying. This kid is not ordinary in front of me, and if he can really kill a hundred devils, it proves that he has the ability to protect our daughter. If he can't, then we'll give him 200 big silver dollars to make him disappear!"

  In the barracks of the Yamashita Japanese Army Kempeitai, Lieutenant Colonel Seiichi Aoki was looking at a map with several commanders. "Report!" a man in a Japanese military uniform shouted hastily. Aoki frowned and said lightly: "Come in!" Several commanders looked at the soldier who reported, and there were a few beads of sweat on his face, apparently due to panic caused by being too nervous.

  "Hega, what's got you so flustered?" Qingteng usually couldn't stand to see his subordinates lacking in confidence. In his view, conquering China was just a matter of time.

  "Reporting to Lieutenant Colonel, the bodies of Ishii's squad were found in the north of Yang City... and... they were killed very brutally!" The soldier didn't know how to express himself, but the cause of death of several people made him feel terrified.

  "Aoi pursued: 'You're talking about Ishii Lieutenant?'"

  "Hai!" the soldier replied respectfully.

  "Take me to see!" Qingteng threw down the pen in his hand and said angrily. Several commanders followed behind, closely following Qingteng's officer on a motorcycle rushing to the scene of the incident.

  Qīng Téng sighed, had long told Ishii to change his lecherous ways, today finally got what was coming to him. This painful lesson, he must let the whole army know, being a lech can sometimes be fatal!

  Wherever the motorcycle passed, the Japanese army set up sentry posts. Every time they passed a sentry post, the Japanese soldiers on duty would salute the people in the motorcycle. Here, Qingteng was the highest commander! His words were orders.

  Qīngténg and others arrived at the scene quickly by motorcycle, where the forensic doctor was already examining the cause of death. The surrounding area had been cordoned off by the Japanese military for dozens of meters. Qīngténg walked up to the body covered with a white cloth, removed his hat, and gently lifted the cloth. A pale-faced Japanese soldier lay on the stretcher, with a large hole smashed into his head by a stone.

  After seeing the cause of death for several people, all of whom had suffered severe head trauma, Qingteng couldn't help but take a deep breath. What kind of person had such great strength? They were actually able to dent in a steel helmet like it was a bowl? Qingteng lifted up the last white cloth, and Ishii's face was twisted in terror as he lay on the stretcher, one eye almost completely bloodied. Qingteng continued to lift the cloth, only then discovering that Ishii's chest had been ripped open.

  "Bah! Damn Chinaman!" Qingteng was furious, this is an insult to the Imperial Army's Chiluoluo.

  "Report! A handkerchief has been found!" One of the soldiers handed over the picked-up handkerchief to Qingteng.

  Qingteng took a white handkerchief with a phoenix embroidered on it from the soldier's hand, saw the flowers on the edge of the handkerchief and thought that there should be another one. Then he put the handkerchief to his nose and sniffed, a lingering fragrance came to his nostrils, Qingteng was more convinced of his initial idea, and immediately looked at the forensic doctor who was still busy and said: "Did Ishii drink?"

  "Commander Nakasa, large amounts of alcohol were detected in the bodies of all members of the Ishii squad. They had been drinking heavily before they died!" The forensic pathologist shook his head helplessly.

  "What a joke! The dignity of the empire has been completely ignored by them. Announce to the whole army, any soldier who gets drunk or visits prostitutes will be severely punished without mercy!" Qingteng roared in anger.

  "Ah-hai!" Several commanders nodded in unison, secretly grumbling to themselves about Ishii and the others. Now that things had come to this, women were off-limits, and so was liquor!

  "What about the bodies of Ishii and the others?" a commander asked, looking at the corpses on the ground.

  Qingteng glanced at the row of corpses on the ground, waved his hand and said: "Burn them, these people have disgraced the empire, their names should not be remembered in the shrine, it would insult the reputation of my imperial predecessors!"