Kill Me More Times, I’ll Become Invincible

Chapter 10:

"I wonder if you, young hero, can accept my apology?" Guo Yan’s eyes were like torches.

The swordsman in the green robe opened his mouth, but no words came out.

City Lord Guo Yan didn’t say anything either. He just waved his hand, and then the crowd of soldiers surrounding the long street dispersed. Two soldiers led a beautiful woman forward.

"Jiang Lang…" The beautiful woman lowered her head, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. She never expected things to escalate to this extent.

Obviously, the beautiful lady was not able to escape far, and was discovered by the soldiers under the command of the city lords, and brought back again.

This city, called Yan City, belongs to City Lord Guo Yan.

Even if they were set free to run, it would be difficult for them to run outside the city.

"It’s all just a misunderstanding," said Guo Yan solemnly.

"Luckily, the young couple didn’t suffer too serious injuries."

"As a gesture of apology, I will offer a hundred silver coins as compensation. Can you forgive my son’s rudeness?" Guo Yan said sincerely.

The couple in green robes glanced at each other and saw a sense of helplessness in each other’s eyes.

This City Lord Guo Yan acts very differently from his son.

He not only shows off his own strength, but also tries to build connections.

And on the surface, Guo Yan, as the lord of the city, was willing to apologize to them, which was already very face-saving.

This is almost the best result they could expect.

So naturally, they could only nod.

"Thank you, Lord Guo. Actually, when my wife and I first entered Yan City, we were a bit impulsive…" the swordsman in the green robe said.

Seeing the swordsman in the green robe finally bowing his head, the surrounding people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this matter should come to an end with apologies from both sides.

"To encounter such a situation, this is already the final result, being targeted by the City Lord’s son. Not losing our lives and innocence is already good enough."

"We originally thought that both of them would perish here, but the result turned out better than expected."

"That’s good, let’s settle the matter peacefully, avoiding unnecessary trouble."

When they arrived here, the tense atmosphere gradually eased.

Even City Lord Guo Yan, who always had a serious face, showed a slightly relaxed expression. He immediately turned his head to look at Qiao Mu.

In fact, as a city lord, he had seen many young people like Qiao Mu who were impulsive and inexperienced.

Therefore, after a brief confrontation, Guo Yan, who was the lord of the city, lowered his posture and sincerely apologized, avoiding any possible anger from Qiao Mu. He then shifted the focus to the couple of swordsmen in green clothes.

Until this moment.

The meaning in his eyes was very clear.

Both he and the couple of swordsmen in green clothes had already reached a resolution and apologized to each other. So what about you, a mere bystander?

Is it still necessary to keep holding onto his son?

"City Lord, I have only one question." Qiao Mu had been quietly watching on the side without interrupting, and now she softly asked:

"May I ask, can a broken mirror be pieced together again?"

As the words fell, they resounded loudly.

This question echoed far along the long street.

The expression of the green-clothed swordsman slowly changed from gentle to confused, and he couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the beautiful woman beside him.

However, in his mind, he recalled the scene of the other person leaving just now.

He also understood in his heart that it was impossible for their couple to pretend that nothing had happened.

Can a broken mirror be pieced together again?

Under this question.

The false harmony created by the city lord just moments ago instantly shattered.

The recent reconciliation was just an apology between City Lord Guo Yan and the other person.

But for these weak ones, it was already the best outcome.

Being able to resolve the conflict peacefully is already good.

However, Qiao Mu tore off this layer of cover and showed them the bloody reality.

Does he really want to reconcile and pretend like nothing happened deep down in his heart?

Of course not. He just can’t say it, he dares not say it.

"Guo Yan!" Qiao Mu grabbed Childe Guo’s neck and shouted:

"Do you think that as a city lord, as long as you compensate and apologize, the matter will just go away like that? Is this just your one-sided reconciliation?"

The sword-wielding person in green clothes glared and clenched their fist instinctively.

Even the person involved had no choice but to reluctantly nod in agreement, while Qiao Mu, an unrelated bystander, dared to directly curse at the lord and spoke out his unspoken thoughts?

The swordsman in the green clothes clenched his fists secretly, feeling somewhat inexplicably ashamed: This young hero is truly brave and righteous. He is clearly still just a beginner martial artist in the training stage, not as strong as me.

Qiao Mu continued, "The fact that the swordsman couple escaped unharmed today, with neither side suffering any casualties or being sent as slaves to the mansion, is all because of me, a meddlesome bystander!"

"But what about before this? Your son has long had a reputation for being reckless, ordering the guards to whip the people and snatch others in the street. These things are not done for the first time."

Qiao Mu pointed to the bloodstains on the long street paved with cobblestones.

When Childe Guo paraded through the streets, his attendants always used whips to clear the way. Anyone who approached, regardless of age or gender, would receive a whip. The bloodstains still remained today.

The whippings from the martial artist attendants were not as simple as just breaking the skin. They had the power to shatter bones and send a person flying.

The weak ones could even be struck to death on the spot.

"Guo Yan, have you ever reconciled with the swordsman couple and asked about the countless sufferings, including physical harm and the destruction of homes, suffered by the people because of you and your son?" Qiao Mu said sternly.

The sound fell on the long street, causing the people on the street to become restless. Their eyes were fixed on Qiao Mu.

Not to mention, many of them had just been whipped by Childe Guo’s servants and still had whip marks on their bodies.

A bystander spoke out in a righteous manner, expressing what they dared not say. How could their hearts not be moved?

No one is born knowing how to endure mistreatment, they are just powerless to resist.

City Lord Guo Yan remained silent for a long time.

This time, Qiao Mu was asking him to apologize to all the people his own son had bullied over these years?

But how is that possible?

Even if he were willing, he couldn’t possibly figure out how many people his son had bullied.

After a long pause, he finally spoke:

"Young friend, you asked me to apologize just now and I did. So why don’t you just tell me how I can free my son?"

Qiao Mu instantly became excited when he heard it.

Wow, if you had asked me earlier, I wouldn’t have had to go through so much trouble with you.

"If you want me to let him go, it’s very simple." Qiao Mu said firmly:

"Unless I die!"

All he asked for was just a single word: death!

The power of immortality gave Qiao Mu the courage to face life and death.

Speak if you have something to say, act if there’s something to do, no need to weigh the pros and cons, don’t care about gains or losses, and don’t worry about offending the powerful.

He wasn’t just showing off his eloquence for a moment.

Big talk won’t save people, it can only give a moment of satisfaction to the victims waiting for the sword-wielding hero in blue.

He scolded the lord of the city but it didn’t change anything.

Actions speak louder than words, a strong fist is more powerful than reasoning.

As long as the Lord kills him in public, Qiao Mu will be able to transform into a powerful hero and personally seek revenge by crushing their evil plans!

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