128: A decision that goes against ancestral teachings

After a frenzied outburst, as the situation gradually improved and the abdominal pain subsided, Lin Tian’s figure suddenly dropped from mid-air, instantly falling to the ground.

“Oh…oh ho ho!”

Already injured and extremely weak, unable to mobilize the chaotic true qi within his body, Lin Tian fell flat on his face…

“Holy shit!”

Lin Tian’s expression changed drastically. After struggling to get up from the ground, he began to retch wildly, throwing up all his overnight food.

After vomiting for a while, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and Lin Tian tremblingly leaned against the corner of the wall.

Looking around at the room’s environment, Lin Tian’s face kept changing, his expression more complex than ever before.

After his commotion, the entire room was filled with brown liquid, with no place to step.

If the iron door of the solitary confinement room hadn’t been sealed tightly, these soupy liquids would probably have already flowed into the corridor…

He was perfectly fine yesterday, so how did he suddenly turn into this ghostly appearance today?

This wasn’t the script he wanted!

As the King of Assassins, a top assassin renowned throughout the dark world, shouldn’t he, upon returning to the country, have a campus belle on his left, a CEO on his right, establish a vast business empire, and quickly reach the pinnacle of his life?

How did things develop to such an incredibly bizarre point?

Didn’t his master say that he was naturally extraordinary, had amazing bones, and was destined to be a dragon among men, standing at the pinnacle of the world?

Could it be… that old geezer had been lying to him all along?

Allowing the liquid behind him to continuously pour out, Lin Tian fell into deep thought.

However, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the “grumbling” sound from his stomach.

After pulling for a full six hours, his body was already severely overloaded, extremely hungry, and extremely dehydrated.

If he hadn’t possessed a cultivation of the Transformation Stage, with his last breath of true qi sustaining him, Lin Tian would have already passed away.

The feeling of hunger and dizziness made it impossible for Lin Tian to endure, and his eyes subconsciously searched the room.

He remembered clearly that when the two police officers came in earlier, they had brought him two bento boxes.

After searching for a while, Lin Tian finally found the two packaged meals at his feet.

However, these two lunchboxes were no longer in their original pristine condition.

When Lin Tian had fallen from mid-air, he had unfortunately squeezed and deformed the two lunchboxes, and the food inside had spilled all over the floor,

mixing with the overnight food he had just vomited and the brown liquid.

Seeing this, Lin Tian’s face changed drastically again, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Clearly, this situation was completely beyond his expectations.

Damn it, how was he supposed to eat this?

He, the dignified King of Assassins, a top assassin who roamed the dark world, was he really going to eat something worse than swill?

Damn, if you gave this to a pig, the pig wouldn’t even eat it!

Lin Tian instinctively felt some resistance, completely unable to accept the reality before him. He forcibly turned his head away, starting to think about random things to distract himself and resist the persistent hunger.

However, ideals are grand, but reality is harsh.

Lin Tian wanted to use the opportunity to divert his attention, but reality gave him a harsh lesson.

His body was already overloaded, and if he didn’t eat soon, with this incessant state, he would likely become the first assassin in history to die from diarrhea.

Intense hunger and pain surged, making it impossible for Lin Tian to bear, and his expression became uncertain.

So… should he eat this stuff that was worse than swill?

If he didn’t eat, he could only slowly wait for death…

But if he did eat, what about his lifelong reputation?

Never mind, never mind…

He was almost starving to death, what was the point of thinking so much?

Besides, what reputation did he even have left now?

Anyway, if he ate it here, no one else would know…

Thinking this, and finding an excuse for himself, Lin Tian quickly felt somewhat at ease.

Thus, he made a decision that went against his ancestral teachings!

Lin Tian’s expression was solemn. He endured his physical discomfort and slowly squatted down, looking at the food, which was worse than swill, in front of him, his face complex.

“Those who achieve great things do not bother with minor details.”

“Heaven does not disappoint those who work hard. Endure hardships and plan for revenge, and three thousand Yue soldiers can conquer Wu.”

In the past, Han Xin could endure the humiliation of crawling between someone’s legs, so why couldn’t he?

Desperately hinting to himself, Lin Tian swallowed his saliva and began his great undertaking of eating.

Lin Tian thought no one would know about this, but little did he know, the Hummingbird reconnaissance robot hidden in the dark had already filmed and recorded everything that transpired.

The quality was clear, and even Lin Tian’s self-talk was recorded word for word…

……………………

The joys and sorrows of people are not interconnected, but there were two others who could replicate Lin Tian’s hellish experience.

Late at night, the moon hung high, lanterns were lit, and neon lights glittered.

After two days and two nights of hellish torment, Luo Chen was finally released.

Only after assisting one hundred burly men from Vermillion Bird Pavilion with their hemorrhoid surgeries was Luo Chen finally thrown out of the bar by Ah Fu.

“Kid, you’d better not utter a single word about what happened these two days…”

“Otherwise, none of your family members will escape!”

After giving Luo Chen a cold glance and uttering a few warning threats, Ah Fu directly turned and left, returning to the bustling bar.

Luo Chen was, after all, just an ordinary university student with no background, and Ah Fu didn’t even consider him worth his time.

If this guy dared to blab after leaving, he wouldn’t mind letting Luo Chen understand what a true villain was.

Vermillion Bird Pavilion was currently thriving in the entire Linjiang City underworld, and its influence was at its peak. He believed Luo Chen would make the right choice.

If Luo Chen wasn’t willing to be civil, there were plenty of people who would help Luo Chen be civil.

After Ah Fu left, Luo Chen tremblingly got up from the ground, his mouth swollen high, his face pale, his eyes bloodshot and dull, his eye bags thick, and his dark circles very obvious, as if he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for three days and three nights.

Luo Chen’s eyes were vacant, his expression numb, and he walked aimlessly through the bustling streets, his clothes tattered, like a beggar.

“Why… why is this happening…”

“Who did I offend?”

Luo Chen murmured, feeling deeply humiliated. This question had plagued him for two whole days.

Luo Chen suspected that his miserable encounter must have been orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.

But he couldn’t figure out who the other party was, or why they would humiliate him in such a way.

He had only just arrived in Linjiang City five days ago. When had he ever offended a powerful figure?

“I should go to the hospital first…”

Luo Chen frowned, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes. Recalling the various experiences of the past two days made him so nauseous he wanted to die.

If he hadn’t gone two days without eating, he probably would have started vomiting uncontrollably long ago.

To endure such torment and not go insane already showed his strong willpower.

Despite his rumbling stomach, Luo Chen had no desire to eat; he just wanted to go to the hospital to deal with his swollen mouth.

Besides his swollen lips, a gastric lavage was also very necessary…