192: growing up

After Tang Thirteen revealed these matters, he gasped, shaking his head helplessly.

And at this moment.

Tang Thirteen slowly raised his head, a cold glint bursting forth from his eyes.

"Then Wang Yi took you to Mulan Manor? To become a hostage?" Li Changfeng speculated, asking tentatively.

"That's right, that's how it was, so I had no choice." Tang Thirteen's Face was grim, full of helplessness.

At Mulan Manor, Tang Thirteen witnessed the true Jianghu.

Because here, he couldn't trust anyone, yet he could also trust anyone.

"What are you thinking now?" Li Changfeng asked again, "Do you want to go back to Yunzhou City, back to the Tang Family?"

"Can I still go back?" Tang Thirteen sighed. "Now that such a thing has happened, Mulan Manor will definitely investigate. Going back to the Tang Family at this time would bring danger and disaster to them."

Tang Thirteen let out a long sigh. "I don't want such things to happen. Instead, I think the Jianghu is quite good; at least it allows me to see the beauty and ugliness of this world."

These words made Li Changfeng slightly stunned.

Were these words truly spoken by a thirteen-year-old boy?

It was quite troubling, indeed.

"Alright, what you said is quite right. In the Jianghu, one is not one's own master." Li Changfeng sighed.

"I've said so much, and you still haven't told me who you are." A cold glint burst from Tang Thirteen's eyes as he stared intently at Li Changfeng.

Just now, Li Changfeng personally killed Tang Thirteen's benefactor; this revenge must be exacted.

But the current Tang Thirteen didn't even know the person's name, which was quite helpless.

"Knowing my name will bring you no benefit." Li Changfeng smiled faintly, showing no hostility.

But after hearing this.

Tang Thirteen was indignant. He clenched his fists tightly, a cold glint bursting from his eyes.

If he didn't even know who his enemy was, after parting today.

It would be even harder for Tang Thirteen to find this person again.

"You must tell me!" Tang Thirteen's Face was grim; he was stubborn.

"If you tell me to speak, and I do, wouldn't I lose Face?" Li Changfeng laughed, looking up, playing with the Nine Songs Sword in his hand.

And at this moment.

Li Changfeng smiled faintly, looking at Tang Thirteen.

This kid is interesting. He's the Young Master of the Tang Family, who should have grown up in a greenhouse, yet he's encountered such a situation.

However, this might be a good thing. In the future, Tang Thirteen will surely achieve great things.

"You! What Face does a small-time hoodlum like you need?" Tang Thirteen snorted coldly.

Actually, Tang Thirteen had, after all, seen much of the world. What kind of figures hadn't he met?

Furthermore, during the annual meeting, quite a few big figures visited the Tang Family.

Tang Thirteen had seen all these people.

It was just a name; how important could it be?

Could it possibly be a matter of life and death?

Tang Thirteen didn't believe it.

"Who told you I'm a small-time hoodlum?" Li Changfeng smiled faintly, not taking Tang Thirteen's words to heart.

The dignified Young Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect must maintain his prestige.

To bicker with a child would be too much of a loss of Face.

"Does anyone need to tell me? You clearly look like a small-time hoodlum! And a bad guy! Why did you kill my benefactor?" Tang Thirteen gripped his Sword tightly, his Face full of indignation.

Tang Thirteen raised his head, his gaze sharpened, a cold glint bursting from his eyes as he stared intently at Li Changfeng.

Just now, Tang Thirteen's benefactor had fallen right before him, and he wanted revenge but lacked the strength.

If not for his benefactor, Tang Thirteen would have been bullied long ago when he was at Mulan Manor.

"Why? No reason. I am stronger than all of you. I can kill whoever I want." Li Changfeng's lips curled into a sneer, his Face grim.

Of course, these words were insincere.

Damn it, those were all Mulan Manor Disciples just now; how was I supposed to know who was good and who was bad?

Besides, that person looked so fierce and malicious; wasn't it just that I couldn't hold back?

Forget it, forget it. Since the person is already dead, I might as well use this to motivate this kid. It can be considered helping the Tang Family.

"Of course, if you have the strength, you can kill me right now. No one will stop you, and no one will hinder you." Li Changfeng looked down at Tang Thirteen, revealing a smirk.

And at this moment.

The anger in Tang Thirteen's heart was instantly ignited. He clenched his fists tightly.

"I will, I will kill you one day." Tang Thirteen's Face was grim, a cold glint bursting from his eyes.

At this moment.

Tang Thirteen stared intently at Li Changfeng, boundless Evil Qi erupting from his body.

If looks could kill, Li Changfeng would already be dead.

"What a pity, you won't have the chance, because I can take your life right now." Li Changfeng deliberately said these words.

Suddenly, Li Changfeng's figure vanished, leaving only an afterimage in his original spot.

When Li Fei reappeared, he was already behind Tang Thirteen.

The Nine Songs Sword sliced through the air in a crescent arc, humming.

Tang Thirteen didn't even have time to react before the Sword was at his throat.

"Why don't you kill me?" Tang Thirteen was slightly stunned. The boundless Evil Qi he had felt just now had actually vanished in an instant.

Tang Thirteen's Face was grim; he didn't understand. The person before him clearly had the strength, if he were to truly make a move.

Tang Thirteen would have no way to counter.

"Look how scared you are. I don't want to kill you right now. Killing trash isn't interesting to me." Li Changfeng flicked his wrist, sheathing the Nine Songs Sword.

Then, Li Changfeng turned around, looking at Tang Thirteen.

"How about this, you quickly become stronger. I hope to kill someone stronger than me." Li Changfeng chuckled.

The anger in Tang Thirteen's heart was instantly ignited.

Li Changfeng's meaning was probably that the current him wasn't worthy of being killed by him.

This kind of attack wasn't strong, but it was extremely insulting.

Tang Thirteen clenched his fists tightly, the cold glint in his eyes growing even brighter.

"Alright, I will definitely kill you!" Tang Thirteen was no longer just seeking revenge; he also wanted to repay his humiliation.

"Fine, I'll wait for that day, but you must not disappoint me." Li Changfeng lightly tapped with his fingertip.

The Nine Songs Sword drew a circle in the air, finally entering its sheath precisely.

Li Changfeng's Face was full of smiles, quite helpless.

Tang Thirteen's talent was good, but he hadn't properly cultivated his mind all these years, which was truly a waste.

However, with Li Changfeng's little 'lesson', it wasn't bad; at least it could make this kid understand how to cultivate his mind.