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Chapter 136: A Slap in the Face
Chapter 136: A Slap in the Face
September 25, 2027
With gratitude to 'ABC Theory' and 'Tu Hu Ran Min' for their generous support!
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This Xianbei noble was clearly no stranger to causing trouble for Black Wind Fortress. His methods and skills were already well-honed.
First, he would create conflict and tension, then take advantage of the Hu Yin Tribe's home turf to hold them hostage. Finally, he would demand compensation from Black Wind Fortress, a scheme akin to modern-day scam artists, simple yet brutally effective.
This Xianbei noble was evidently a seasoned veteran, and with a proven method at his disposal, he saw no need for unnecessary theatrics. He simply followed the same old routine.
As Lu HaiKong approached, the Xianbei noble believed his plan was already halfway to success. He began to contemplate how many bones he could break and how much blood he could extract from Lu HaiKong before letting him go.
With the former leader gone, perhaps he could just kill these Han people outright and confiscate all their goods.
Greed knows no bounds, and when the Xianbei noble felt he could gain more, he became insatiable. But just as his dream began, it was abruptly shattered.
Lu HaiKong stood before him, and the Xianbei noble immediately assumed a haughty stance, speaking in broken Han language, "Han man, what do you want?"
"Slap!"
A loud slap echoed, leaving a bright red handprint on the Xianbei noble's face, his face contorted to one side.
The slap rendered the noble unconscious. What was happening? Why wasn't the Han man terrified and apologetic? Why did he slap without a word?
The Xianbei noble had little time to ponder, as Lu HaiKong's slap drew the attention of nearby Xianbei tribesmen. Seeing this, the noble's face flushed with shame and anger.
"Damn Han dog, how dare you hit me! I'll kill you!"
In front of so many witnesses, after being slapped by Lu HaiKong, if he couldn't retaliate, how could he ever show his face in the tribe again?
The middle-ranking nobles of the Xianbei tribe were typically warriors with strength values of at least thirty or forty. They were known for their domineering ways, and given that he had come to cause trouble for Lu HaiKong, he didn't hesitate to draw his blade and attempt to strike him down.
However, compared to Lu HaiKong, this man's strength was vastly inferior, so much so that Lu HaiKong could end his life with a single move if he wished.
But sometimes, killing isn't the most satisfying solution. As Lu HaiKong's eyes narrowed, his sinister mode activated, and in this state, nothing he did would be surprising.
The Xianbei noble charged forward aggressively, swinging his blade down at Lu HaiKong with speed and while the attack was both swift and powerful, Lu HaiKong effortlessly dodged it and casually slapped the noble's face again.
This slap was even louder than the first, causing the other side of the noble's face to swell.
"Oops, I accidentally used too much force. Now the left side of your face looks bad. Don't worry, I'll make sure the right side matches it," Lu HaiKong taunted in Xianbei language, speaking slowly and mockingly.
Upon hearing this, not only did the noble's eyes redden, but the nearby Xianbei tribesmen also grew furious.
This was a common occurrence, and if both parties involved in the conflict were Xianbei tribesmen, the onlooking crowd would mostly be neutral spectators, merely observing without saying a word. However, the situation was different when one side was Xianbei and the other was Han Chinese.
If the Xianbei were bullying the Han, the crowd would remain passive spectators, and at most, a few individuals might comment that the Xianbei noble was a bit too much. But if the situation were reversed, with the Han bullying the Xianbei, the crowd's emotions could be easily stirred.
The current scenario was a transition from the first to the second situation. After witnessing the Xianbei noble being slapped twice by Lu HaiKong, many in the crowd had already started shouting and cursing. Some cursed the Xianbei noble for his incompetence, while others berated Lu HaiKong for his arrogance.
In this situation, the Xianbei noble was exceptionally humiliated and enraged. He desperately grabbed his knife and charged towards Lu HaiKong, intending to cut him down and clear his shame.
But today, his humiliation was destined to persist.
Each time the Xianbei noble attacked, he received a slap in return. Lu HaiKong was particularly mischievous, striking the noble's left cheek and then the right, alternating with a rhythmic precision, and never missing a beat.
After a dozen slaps, the noble's face was swollen like a pig's head. Eventually, he threw down his knife and feigned death by lying on the ground.
The Xianbei noble's humiliation wasn't limited to the dozen slaps; the growing crowd of Xianbei tribesmen nearby added to his misery with their mocking laughter and insults. The tidal wave of ridicule and curses made it clear that he would never be able to hold his head high in the tribe again, and this shame far outweighed the physical pain of the slaps.
In the version of the book with the number 6919, the noble thought that by lying on the ground, Lu HaiKong would let him off. But he was thinking too much.
In reality, this situation had a solution only at the very beginning, when the Xianbei noble could have defused it. Once escalated, Lu HaiKong would never, and could never, let the noble off easily.
It's essential to understand that Lu HaiKong was playing the role of an extremely arrogant and self-assured brute, a man so confident that he looked down on everything. In this situation, Lu HaiKong had only two ways to handle the matter. The first was the initial smooth transaction with Li Xiong, letting the incident pass. But since this path was clearly blocked, Lu HaiKong had no choice but to take the second option, which was to escalate the situation to the maximum, creating chaos until Hu YinWen had no choice but to intervene and mediate.
So, in this scenario, did the Xianbei noble think he could get away with lying down?
Lu HaiKong's actions spoke louder than words, showing that the noble's beauty was lacking, and his pose on the ground was not alluring enough to tempt Lu HaiKong.
Lu HaiKong approached the Xianbei noble from behind, casually picking up the whip the noble had dropped earlier. Without hesitation, he lashed the whip down on the noble.
"Are you dizzy now? Come on, are you really dizzy? If not, get up, and let's continue!"
One whip stroke after another rained down on the noble's body. Initially, he gritted his teeth and endured, but after a few lashes, he couldn't help but jump and dodge Lu HaiKong's strikes, looking utterly disheveled. The pain from the whip, combined with the crowd's taunts, was too much for this once-sturdy Xianbei man, and he burst into tears.
With no other options against Lu HaiKong, the noble picked up his knife and attempted to end his life by slitting his own throat...
(End of Chapter)
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