Only My Way

Night had completely fallen.

Beneath the bright moonlight.

Several kilometers away, the lights of the Pei family's ongoing birthday banquet still shone brightly.

That was a symbol of power and wealth.

After searching for a while, Ling Wuyuan finally managed to find a suitable wooden stick and sharpened it.

He then skewered the roasted duck he had bought earlier onto the stick.

Although it could be eaten cold, he now wanted a bit of a ritual and wanted to heat it up.

In the dim firelight.

He could clearly see that as the flames in the bonfire licked at it, the skin of the roasted duck was slowly emitting heat.

Before long.

As the heat slowly dissipated.

Droplets of oil also slowly seeped out.

As the oil dripped into the bonfire, the aroma of roasted duck began to fill the dilapidated temple.

Ling Wuyuan immediately stopped roasting and took a bite while it was still steaming.

However.

The moment the duck touched his lips, feeling its temperature, Ling Wuyuan had a thought.

That was that the temperature of the duck was a little off.

Logically speaking.

If you were to pick up and eat something that had just been heated, at least the skin should be a little hot.

After all, the skin of the duck would be exposed to the most heat during roasting.

However, at this moment, he didn't feel any scalding heat.

After a little thought.

Ling Wuyuan put his hand very close to the bonfire.

Normally, it would be more than enough to keep warm, and even burning would be no problem.

Two seconds later.

Ling Wuyuan withdrew his hand.

Looking at his unscathed palm, he recalled what had happened during the day.

'It's not just making me healthier and stronger, it's also making me more resistant to high temperatures…'

'Is this the power of that force within me?'

Many thoughts flashed through his mind.

It was also at this moment that he heard a sound.

He immediately looked towards the entrance of the dilapidated temple.

There.

In the darkness of the night, a slightly thin beggar with a head full of dirty, long hair was slowly walking in.

The other party appeared to be about thirty years old.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, his eyes gleamed when he saw the steaming roasted duck in Ling Wuyuan's hand.

It was undisguised greed!

Furthermore, he was carrying a large pile of various things on his back.

Just a glance.

Ling Wuyuan saw two quilts and a large number of bottles and jars.

Coupled with the other party's ragged clothes, which were layered several times over…

The situation was obvious.

The professional beggar carried all his belongings with him…

How to describe it…

It could only be said that the other party's attire was very West Coast RAP style.

It would be great if the other party could rap or something.

"Hey, kid, are you the only one here?"

Listening to the other party's somewhat hoarse question.

Ling Wuyuan didn't answer.

He just ate the roasted duck in his hand expressionlessly.

Seeing that he was ignoring him, the beggar was a little annoyed, but he didn't act rashly. Instead, he stood guardedly at the entrance of the dilapidated temple, repeatedly looking at the interior environment of the temple.

Walls that leaked wind from all sides, a dry well with weeds growing not far away, and several half-destroyed statues…

He was a little worried that Ling Wuyuan had accomplices.

However, after carefully and thoroughly examining the area for a while, confirming that no one could be hidden inside the dilapidated temple, the guy relaxed, and his attitude became even more impolite.

"Damn it!"

"You little bastard actually dared to pretend to be calm and scare me!?"

"Quickly hand over the food in your hand to me!!"

His words were full of regret for his previous excessive caution.

While speaking, he also quickly approached Ling Wuyuan.

His eyes were full of heartache.

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Although he didn't know where the roasted duck in Ling Wuyuan's hand came from.

But at this moment, every bite Ling Wuyuan took of the roasted duck felt like he was eating his flesh.

Yes.

Although the duck was still in Ling Wuyuan's hand, the beggar already felt that the fragrant roasted duck was his.

Especially when he discovered that Ling Wuyuan hadn't stopped eating at all, and his expression seemed to be thinking about something while eating, he was even more annoyed. It was the feeling of not being taken seriously.

It was fine if he was looked down upon by ordinary people.

But now he was actually being looked down upon by a beggar smaller than himself?

This was a feeling that his already pitiful self-esteem and dignity were being hurt.

Therefore, after arriving next to Ling Wuyuan, he didn't choose to directly snatch the roasted duck, but instead chose to kick Ling Wuyuan impatiently, wanting to teach him a lesson first.

He also cursed and scolded:

"What are you thinking about, you little bastard?"

"Why aren't you talking??"

At the same moment, the force within Ling Wuyuan, which had just been born not long ago and was still very weak, was mobilized under Ling Wuyuan's will.

In the next instant, in the blink of an eye, Ling Wuyuan's figure came directly below the other party, and the slender wooden stick piercing the roasted duck was thrust out like a rapier!

With the blessing of speed.

Although he encountered some resistance during the process.

The rather sharp wooden stick still forcibly pierced through the adult beggar's skin from his jaw to his neck, passing through the soft human neck skin and muscle tissue and piercing straight into the deeper part above.

By the way, in the midst of the rapid movement, Ling Wuyuan didn't forget to pull out the roasted duck inserted in the middle of the wooden stick from the end of the stick before the blood flowed down the front end of the stick.

After all, this was two-thirds of his savings!!

And with undiminished momentum, he lowered his body and spun around, giving the other party's unsteady feet a sweeping leg, decisively knocking the other party down.

In the end.

Ling Wuyuan held the roasted duck in one hand.

Looking at the other party who had already fallen heavily to the ground, his eyes were full of horror, his limbs were twitching frantically, and he was trying to say something, but his mouth was only constantly spitting out blood foam.

He shook his head and unhurriedly answered the other party's previous question:

"What am I thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about the enemy's distance and what combo to use."

After saying that, he exerted a little force with his legs, his body jumped straight up, his target was the other party's head.

Regardless of the other party's last struggle.

He ruthlessly used the heels of his feet to continuously trample on the other party's temples several times.

At this point.

The other party finally stopped struggling.

Only some scarlet blood, still emitting heat, was slowly overflowing from the other party's wounds and mouth.

Slightly permeating the interior space of the entire dilapidated temple with a faint bloody smell.

At this moment.

Ling Wuyuan stepped on the other party's corpse's chest, first looked down at the other party's hideous expression with unclosed eyes, then turned his head and looked up at the beautiful moonlight above.

His heart gradually had some understanding, and he couldn't help but smile and make a soft sigh:

"Killing people is really simple…"

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