Chapter 156 - 109: Driven to Desperation, Zhang Su Slays Two in a Single Strike

He had previously thought that bringing Zhou Sandao and Jiang Kui to Hidden Sword Manor would make them his right-hand men.

The two had roamed the Jianghu for years, were rich in experience, and handled matters efficiently.

Ouyang Jing thought he had struck gold with the two of them.

But in the end, they had attracted Zhang Su, indirectly causing his third uncle’s death.

Ouyang Jing was seething with rage.

He wanted nothing more than to kill these two menaces with his own hands.

"Get lost."

Ouyang Jing kicked the two of them away.

The kick was not light. Zhou Sandao was sent rolling across the ground, and Jiang Kui was knocked back several steps.

It was all because of these two that Hidden Sword Manor faced this calamity.

Ouyang Jing was filled with regret.

He regretted taking them in.

He regretted not handing them over sooner.

Jiang Kui felt a dull ache in his chest from Ouyang Jing’s kick, but he had no time to worry about it.

Lying on the ground, he lifted his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

Zhang Su stood there, his expression calm.

Ouyang Chuan stood there, his expression grim.

Shen Mufeng and the others stood there, looking on as if it were none of their business.

The guards of Hidden Sword Manor stood there, expressionless.

Jiang Kui understood then. Hidden Sword Manor was going to abandon him.

Today, he was a dead man for sure!

But Jiang Kui didn’t want to die.

Neither did Zhou Sandao.

Lying on the ground, he exchanged a look with Jiang Kui.

A vicious glint flashed in both their eyes.

They were both ruthless figures from the Jianghu who could kill without batting an eye; to survive, they would stop at nothing.

Loyalty, gratitude—none of it mattered in the face of death.

With just a look, they seemed to understand each other’s thoughts.

Then, Jiang Kui and Zhou Sandao shot up from the ground, charging toward Ouyang Jing in an instant.

Their movements were astonishingly fast, a complete departure from their earlier panicked demeanor.

At the same time, Jiang Kui drew his saber.

It was a wide-backed short saber, its blade glinting coldly under the sun.

Ouyang Jing knew Martial Arts. In fact, he had reached the Peak of Inner Force, but because he hadn’t fully grasped the transformations of Power, he had yet to become a Huajin Martial Artist.

Under normal circumstances, if Zhou Sandao and Jiang Kui had attacked, Ouyang Jing would have been strong enough to handle them.

But at this particular moment, Ouyang Jing was consumed by rage. He never imagined that the normally subservient Zhou Sandao and Jiang Kui would dare to turn on him.

His mind was still on his third uncle; he was completely caught off guard.

By the time he reacted, Jiang Kui was already upon him.

The cold steel of the blade pressed against his neck.

Ouyang Jing reacted a split second too late, and Jiang Kui had a blade to his throat.

The sharp edge had already sliced a thin line on his neck, and a trickle of blood began to form.

Ouyang Jing felt a chill on his neck, followed by a sharp sting.

Everyone from Hidden Sword Manor was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

"How dare you!"

A guard cried out in alarm.

"Let the Third Master go!"

"You ungrateful bastards! How dare you take the Third Master hostage?"

Several guards rushed forward a few steps before stopping dead in their tracks.

Ouyang Jing finally snapped back to reality.

But he didn’t dare to move.

The blade was at his throat, its sharp edge pressed against his skin. He could clearly feel its icy chill.

Right now, Jiang Kui and Zhou Sandao were like wounded, cornered wolves, their eyes filled with madness.

They would really do it.

Ouyang Jing could see it in their eyes.

If he dared move now, Jiang Kui would surely slit his throat.

Regret flooded Ouyang Jing’s heart.

’Why did I ever bring these two into Hidden Sword Manor?’

"Back! All of you, back off! Or I’ll kill Ouyang Jing!"

Jiang Kui’s voice was raw and hoarse.

He held the saber firmly against Ouyang Jing.

He gave Ouyang Jing no room to maneuver.

In this moment, Jiang Kui truly revealed the skills that had allowed him to survive in the Jianghu for so many years.

Zhou Sandao stood at Jiang Kui’s side, vigilantly watching their surroundings.

"Back off! Back off! Jiang Kui, Zhou Sandao, don’t do anything rash..."

Ouyang Chuan wanted to tear the two of them limb from limb.

But he couldn’t act rashly; he had to keep them calm.

After all, Ouyang Jing was his most outstanding son. With his talent in the Martial Dao, reaching Huajin was a certainty, and he even had a sliver of hope of achieving Embracing Pill.

Ouyang Pu was already dead. He couldn’t bear to see Ouyang Jing die as well.

Otherwise, Hidden Sword Manor would truly be left without an heir.

Ouyang Chuan took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Jiang Kui, let Jing’er go. I promise I will let you leave safely."

"I just want to live. Don’t push me..."

Jiang Kui and Zhou Sandao backed away slowly, step by step.

They moved toward the edge of the Martial Arts Arena, their eyes constantly scanning the area, searching for an escape route.

Just then, Zhang Su laughed.

The sound was soft, but it cut through the tense atmosphere with perfect clarity.

He advanced on the pair step by step, seemingly unconcerned by their threat.

Jiang Kui couldn’t help but roar, "Zhang Su, stop! Stop right now! Or I’ll kill Ouyang Jing, and we’ll all go down together!"

He pressed the saber harder against Ouyang Jing’s neck, deepening the cut.

"Jiang Kui, Zhou Sandao... what does you taking Ouyang Jing hostage have to do with me?"

Zhang Su’s voice was like a bucket of ice water dumped over their heads.

He had no intention of stopping and continued to close in on them, step by step.