The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 18 Clear
Li Miao and Xiao Si walked and waited, taking their time on their journey.

Let’s just talk about Wang Hai and Mei Qinghe.

They left the city half an hour in advance. Even if Zhao Ying and others galloped on horseback, the two of them would have to wait here for a while.

Wang Hai saw Mei Qinghe standing silently, holding a sword in his hand, looking into the distance with empty eyes, not saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He thought to himself, "Hasn't this girl also been fooled by Qian Hu?"

Of course, when he said "play", he didn't mean anything dirty.

Li Miao is a cynical person who plays with people without distinguishing between good and evil. Good people won't suffer much at his hands, but they will definitely suffer psychological trauma.

Wang Hai was in Xiao Si's room last night and had no idea about the situation on Li Miao's side.

Little did he know that Mei Qinghe was just feeling depressed and didn't want to talk at this moment because his great revenge had been achieved and his future was uncertain.

They would work together under Li Miao in the future, and Mei Qinghe was also someone Li Miao had affirmed. Wang Hai wanted to get close to her, so he made small talk and said, "Miss Mei."

Mei Qinghe turned her head and said, "Lord Wang." She already knew the identities of Li Miao and others as Jinyiwei.

"No need to call me Sir. From now on, we will all work for Qian Hu. I am a little older than you, so you can call me Brother Wang."

"I heard Zhao Dehua screaming last night. You must have killed him on the roof of a house outside."

"Why bother carrying the body to his room when you can just dump it somewhere or burn it?"

Wang Hai was indeed very curious about this question.

Mei Qinghe was silent for a while, then said, "As a rule in the martial arts world, when a person dies, all debts are settled."

"I have a blood feud with Zhao Dehua, but I have no hatred towards his family."

"When a person dies, he is nothing but a pile of rotten meat."

"I'll return this piece of rotten meat to his family. It won't cause any trouble to me, and it won't delay his family's life."

Mei Qinghe's father disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown while he was looking for Mei Qinghe, so it is not surprising that she made this choice.

"Besides, he did risk his life to protect us once, and he didn't try to kill me."

"I will let him die with regrets, and then let him rest in peace. This will make us even now."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hai looked Mei Qinghe up and down.

"Isn't this girl... a little pedantic?"

"This personality... is good for Qianhu, but it's a hassle when it comes to doing things."

He was not aware of the grudge between Mei Qinghe and Zhao Dehua, and didn't know what to say. He just secretly planned to help Li Miao to soften Mei Qinghe's temper.

People who are so methodical even when it comes to revenge probably won't live long.

Now is the opportunity.

Wang Hai said, "What are you going to do if Zhao Dehua's daughter catches up with you later?"

Mei Qinghe replied: "I will explain the situation to her first. If she doesn't understand, I won't just sit there and wait for her to die."

"Please trouble my brother to help me with the battle."

Wang Hai nodded: "Okay, okay." But he had made up his mind to take this opportunity to teach Mei Qinghe a lesson.

The two waited on the side of the road for a while, and then they heard the sound of loud horse hooves in the distance.

Mei Qinghe put the sword on the ground, walked to the middle of the road empty-handed and stood still.

Wang Hai asked curiously: "Aren't you a disciple of Huashan? Why don't you use a sword?"

Mei Qinghe said: "This is my personal vendetta. The Tiger Escort Agency is not an evil sect. I cannot use Huashan swordsmanship to tarnish the reputation of my sect."

Wang Hai was speechless and complained in his heart.

"This girl's brain is really not working very well."

After a while, Zhao Ying and the people from the Huwei Escort Agency arrived on horseback. Seeing Mei Qinghe and Wang Hai standing in front of them, they slowly slowed down.

Zhao Ying first glanced at Wang Hai, then looked Mei Qinghe up and down carefully.

"You... are the one who attacked my father the night before yesterday." Zhao Ying was knocked unconscious at the time and did not see it with her own eyes. But Zhao Dehua described Mei Qinghe's body shape to her afterwards, so she was sure that Mei Qinghe was the masked woman.

"You're the one who killed my father."

"Yes."

"Why!?"

Face to face with his enemy, Zhao Ying's eyes turned red. He drew his sword, jumped off his horse, and asked with gritted teeth.

"Revenge for the murder of my mother."

"You're talking nonsense!!!"

Zhao Ying drew his sword and pointed it at Mei Qinghe: "My father is kind to others and never makes enemies with others. Sometimes he would rather suffer a loss than take action."

"If your mother was killed by my father, it must have been because she forced my father to do it!"

Mei Qinghe glanced at Zhao Ying's sword and said, "Zhao Dehua didn't ask you to learn his claw skills, but asked you to learn the sword."

"You are about my age. You should be able to remember when he killed my mother fifteen years ago."

"Have you ever thought about where he got that vicious claw skill from?"

"Have you ever thought about how Zhao Dehua, with his aptitude, could master that vicious claw skill so well?"

Zhao Ying was stunned by these words.

Zhao Ying was raised very well by Zhao Dehua.

It is strange that no matter how evil a person does, even if he makes huge wealth by doing evil, he will often teach his children to be a good person.

Zhao Dehua did not teach Zhao Ying the vicious claw skills, but instead asked her to learn sword, the kind of upright and straightforward sword skills.

And Zhao Ying did not disappoint Zhao Dehua's expectations, and became an upright and straightforward person who matched her swordsmanship.

She didn't say anything at first, but made a gesture to the people in the escort agency. She waited until everyone surrounded Mei Qinghe and Wang Hai before she started asking.

"What you said... is there any witness?"

Mei Qinghe shook her head: "I was the only one who survived that year."

"Is there any physical evidence?!"

Mei Qinghe still shook his head: "It has been so long that it has long since rotted away in the mountains."

"Then why should I believe you!?"

"You killed my father. Do you think I'll give up this blood feud based on your one-sided statement?!"

Zhao Dehua never mentioned what happened that year to anyone, so Zhao Ying certainly didn't know about it.

"Over the past decade, whether it's me, my mother, the escort agency, or even my fellow thugs, we all know that my father is a good man!"

"With just a few words, do you think you can convince me that everyone has misjudged my father over the past decade?!"

Mei Qinghe said calmly: "I don't think you will believe it, but I have to say it."

"Remember, my name is Mei Qinghe. I was the only one who killed your father last night. No one else had anything to do with it."

"If you want revenge, come to me. I'll take it whether it's life or death."

Zhao Ying stared into Mei Qinghe's eyes and said, "Okay!"

"I won't doubt my father just because of your unfounded words."

"But if you have a clear conscience, kill me without holding back."

"And I will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth in this lifetime! I will never stop until you are dead!"

"Okay." Mei Qinghe responded and raised his palm to make a gesture.

"Kill!" Zhao Yingli shouted, drew his sword, and rushed towards Mei Qinghe together with everyone from the escort agency.

(End of this chapter)