THE GOD'S OF CHOSEN WARRIOR

Revenge 2

"Hahahaha... Friends, this brat dares to threaten to kill us? Could it be that getting beaten up by the villagers a year ago made his brain shift out of place?" mocked the guard, his words immediately met with laughter from his companions.

"He still can't even pee straight, yet he dares to act tough in front of us! Filthy thief's child!" another chimed in.

"It seems you can't be given any mercy!" Li Jie shouted before swiftly launching his Holy Dragon Palm Strike at one of the guards, striking him squarely in the chest.

No one at the scene expected what happened next. The guard who took the hit was thrown backward, crashing into the door of a house. His body convulsed violently before death claimed him.

"You... How dare you kill my friend!" another guard roared, his sharp gaze locked onto Li Jie, though fear flickered in his eyes. One of his comrades had been killed in a single strike.

The young man's body trembled slightly after his unexpected attack found its mark. A strange sensation coursed through him—fear mixed with satisfaction—his first kill, avenging those who dared to insult his parents.

"You too will die the same death for mocking my parents!" With his first kill, Li Jie's ferocity surged.

Song Rui was right. If this young man couldn't control himself, he would be terrifying.

Without hesitation, Li Jie lunged at the other guard who had insulted his parents. The man tried to defend himself, but Li Jie was far superior. Within moments, the guard collapsed, lifeless on the ground. His chest and abdomen were torn open by Li Jie's claws.

The two remaining guards stood frozen in terror. Neither dared to move, their lives far too precious to gamble.

Qian Li had just stepped out of his house when he saw two of his guards lying lifeless on the ground. He could tell at a glance that they were dead.

"Why are you causing chaos in my home!? I'll report you to the village chief!" The tall, burly man with a thick mustache glared with fury.

Li Jie turned to Qian Li, eyes wide. Before him stood the man responsible for the slander that led to his parents’ execution.

"You don't need to trouble yourself reporting to that corrupt village chief. After your life ends, it'll be his turn to face judgment! It's time for you both to atone for the crime you committed against my parents!" Li Jie growled, his anger becoming harder to control.

Qian Li studied Li Jie carefully. For a moment, he saw the faces of Li Hao and Hua Wen in the young man’s expression.

"You… Weren't you beaten to death by the villagers a year ago?" He recalled what Cheng Xi had told him—that Li Hao and Hua Wen’s son had died at the hands of the villagers.

"Are you blind? What you see before you isn't a ghost, but the angel of death come to claim your life!"

Qian Li never imagined that the child of the two people he had falsely accused—leading to their deaths—would return for revenge.

"What reason do you have to kill me? I never did anything to your parents."

"Hah... You're just like those corrupt officials, twisting the truth to suit yourself. Have you conveniently forgotten how you falsely accused my parents, leading to their deaths at the hands of the villagers?"

"I am an honorable man. I would never stoop so low as to do such a thing," Qian Li denied.

Li Jie turned to Zou Fei and Pan Wen, who stood behind him, signaling them to step forward.

"Uncle Pan Wen is the key witness. Have you forgotten him? He used to work in Cheng Xi's household." Li Jie then shifted his gaze toward Cheng Xi.

Qian Li pretended to search his memory, but he was merely stalling for time, seeking a way out of his predicament. "I don't understand what you're talking about," he said weakly.

"Hahaha... I knew you’d play dumb. People like you fear death the most. Uncle Zou Fei here is the key witness who overheard your conversation with Cheng Xi—your plan to frame my parents."

Cold sweat began forming on Qian Li's forehead. Seeing how effortlessly this young man had killed his guards, he was certain he would be next. His only chance was to escape.

Qian Li turned to the two remaining guards. "Don't just stand there like statues! Kill him now!"

The two guards immediately lowered their heads when Li Jie smiled at them. That grin felt like an arrow poised to pierce their hearts—a silent warning to value their own lives over Qian Li’s.

"Sorry, Master. We have no part in this. We’ve only worked for you for a year, so this matter is yours alone to deal with," one of the guards said before bolting away. His companion quickly followed, abandoning the grand house.

"Cowards...!" Qian Li roared after them.

"And what about you? Aren't you also a coward who only dares to act through the hands of others?"

Qian Li swallowed hard, fear gripping him. He dashed into his house and grabbed a sword hanging on the wall. Without hesitation, he lunged at Li Jie.

But before his strike could even get close, Li Jie had already moved. He struck Qian Li’s solar plexus, sending him sprawling backward, coughing up blood. His breathing became labored as if an immense weight pressed against his lungs.

The young man deliberately did not kill Qian Li immediately but only severely injured him. He had a plan to take him to the house of the village chief, Cheng Xi.

Li Jie delivered a kick to Qian Li's stomach before he could even get back on his feet. The man groaned in pain, crying out for mercy.

"Spare me... I will give you anything you want if you let me live," Qian Li pleaded weakly.

Li Jie picked up Qian Li's sword, which lay before him.

"Forgiving you would be the greatest sin against my parents. But don't worry, I won’t kill you now. Stand up, or I will!"

Qian Li felt a slight relief. At least if he wasn’t killed right away, there was still a chance for him to survive a little longer. He then stood up, clutching his stomach and chest, which throbbed with pain.

"We're going to the village chief’s house now! If you dare to run, I swear your own sword will behead you!"

"Before we reach the village chief’s house, both of you, please leave. Let me handle this alone. But before that, I need you to tell the villagers about the lies these two have told my parents," Li Jie said to Zou Fei and Pan Wen, pressing the blade of the sword against Qian Li’s neck.

On the way to Cheng Xi’s house, dozens of villagers witnessed what Li Jie was doing to Qian Li. Some of them wanted to help Qian Li escape the fate awaiting him, but ZouF ei and Pan Wen quickly intervened, revealing the truth that needed to be heard.