Chapter 1414: Chapter 1513: Steadfast
years have passed, she is not too old yet, her eyes still somewhat sharp.
She truly has no waist. Her entire being is like a small tank, capable of filling no more than two acres of farmland.
Qin Feng’s expression looked as though he had swallowed a whole egg.
Is this Ouyang Xiong’s wife, one of the people with the most power far beyond tens of thousands of miles? He couldn’t believe it.
It’s sad for a woman to grow old, but if she doesn’t realize she is not the same person as twenty years ago, and desperately tries to bind the fat on her waist and cover the wrinkles on her face with powder, it’s no longer sad, but rather disgusting and ridiculous.
The truth is no longer obvious. Strangely, most women in the world are oblivious to this—or perhaps they deliberately refuse to know.
The middle-aged woman wore a red satin small fur coat, wrapped around her a long coiffured bun that could fit a thousand words, emitting a strong scent of shaving oil from afar.
She smiled at Qin Feng and said, "What a handsome young man. It’s been 30 years since I have seen someone like you. What a pity..."
She sighed, then said, "Thirty years ago, my house was always full of friends. Back then, on the vast land ten thousand miles wide, there was a young hero. Who didn’t want to meet me? As long as they could speak two words with me, glance at me, they would feel as though they had eaten a ginsengfruit and be joyous. If you don’t believe me, ask him."
The old man in the coarse cloth remained calm, resolutely silent.
Qin Feng watched the fat around the middle-aged woman’s neck sway like a rose in the wind, then glanced at the old man in the coarse cloth, and secretly sighed.
He saw the old man’s thirty years had not been easy.
The middle-aged woman sighed again and said, "But in the past thirty years, I have suffered a lot. Every day I hide indoors and dare not let people see me. I truly regret running away with this useless person."
The old man in the coarse cloth couldn’t help but show a cold face and said softly, "Anyone who doesn’t regret it is a bastard."
The middle-aged woman shouted and jumped up, "What did you say? What did you say? I had a good life before, and now I suffer in this ghostly place with you. A woman as beautiful as a flower ruined by you. What do you still regret? Speak up."
The old man in the coarse cloth exhaled coldly through his nose, his mouth clamped shut again.
The middle-aged woman said, "Little Jun Lang, don’t you think such a man has no conscience? I knew he would end up like this. Back then, I would rather have died."
She tried to rub her eyes with her hand, but unfortunately not a single tear flowed.
Qin Feng laughed, "Lucky you didn’t die, otherwise I wouldn’t have witnessed the style of the Old Lady of Great King City."
The middle-aged woman laughed, "Really? You truly want to see me?"
Qin Feng laughed and said, "I do. Where else could I find a second woman as fat as Aunt?"
The middle-aged woman’s face turned Bai Se, but the old man in the coarse cloth couldn’t help but laugh.
Qin Feng said, "Actually, Aunt, you best stay here. Even if you go back to Ouyang Xiong now, I’m afraid he wouldn’t recognize you."
The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth and said, "If you die happily with me, I will be sad for you."
She pulled out a thin and sharp gold hairpin from her head and walked toward Qin Feng gritting her teeth. Qin Feng was unmoved, sitting firmly as Taishan.
Who knew she had just rushed to Qin Feng, ready to stab the gold hairpin into Qin Feng’s eyes. The old man in the coarse cloth suddenly flew from behind and kicked her onto the rooftop.
Her body, weighing over 200 kilos, hit the rooftop, almost smashing the entire house. She fell down, completely breathless. Clearly, a true expert like Yuan Jing had exerted every effort in a sudden attack; the woman, living no longer.
Qin Feng was also surprised and couldn’t help but ask, "Did you kill her to save me? I myself don’t believe it."
"Save you? Hmph," the old man in coarse cloth sneered, "I have endured her anger for 30 years and am about to go mad. What I seek is the ’Sword Saint Order,’ to change my fate, to inherit Lord Sword Saint’s legacy. In the future, I will embrace left and right, enjoy beauty and prestige. If you don’t kill her, even if you get a Sword Master’s appreciation, you will not touch any beauty again."
"Ah..." Qin Feng sighed, shaking his head, "Thirty years ago, you dared to provoke Ouyang Xiong for her. Didn’t expect thirty years later..."
"What thirty years ago?" The old man in the coarse cloth said angrily, "Do you think I took the initiative for her? Do you think I wanted to elope with her?"
Qin Feng said, "At least she truly liked you, otherwise she wouldn’t have eloped with you?"
"Like me? Haha..." Old Ma Yi gritted his teeth and sneered, "Later I learned I was just her scapegoat. It turned out that when Ouyang Xiong retired, she had a lover on the side and had a child. Afraid that she would be held accountable when Ouyang Xiong left, she took that pale-faced lover and lots of Treasure to elope."
"Oh?" Qin Feng raised his brows, saying, "There’s so much complexity behind this."
The old man in the coarse cloth said again, "Who knew that lover stole the Treasure she took from Ouyang Xiong, and ran away with the child. She was both rich and poor. In the wilderness, I didn’t know how to deal with her. She happened to meet me. So I didn’t know her identity as Ouyang Xiong’s wife. Seeing her so bright, she took the initiative, lured me, and thus got into trouble!"
Qin Feng said, "Since you know, why not explain to others?"
The old man in the coarse cloth bitterly smiled, "Only when she was drunk did she refuse to disclose. By then, the rice was cooked. Now it’s too late to explain."
"I suppose as a man, I should really sympathize with you." Qin Feng couldn’t help but laugh.
The old man in the coarse cloth laughed, "No, you must give me the Saint’s Sword order, kill you. After getting the appreciation of the Sword Master, I will enjoy tenfold, a hundredfold, making up for these 30 years."
Qin Feng laughed, "Before you kill me, can you tell me what the ’Sword Saint Order’ is for?"
"Alright, anyway you’re not far from death. The old man laughed, "The Sword Saint Order is the entry ticket to the Decade Sword Fate Conference created by the contemporary swordsman Dongfang Mubai. As long as you stand out in the Sword Fate Conference, you are qualified to enter Sword Pavilion for training. The most outstanding swordsman talent has the chance to become a disciple of the swordsman."
Old Ma Yi’s eyes were full of yearning and passion, trembling as he spoke, "I don’t expect to become the personal disciple of the Sword Master. As long as I can fortunately enter Sword Palace and become the most ordinary member of Sword Palace, Ouyang Xiong would never dare to touch my hair. Moreover, maybe soon my power will exceed his!"
"Swordsman?" However, Qin Feng said, "Who gave him such a title?"
I don’t know if Lei Yin was the first swordsman of ancient times. Whoever dares use the title Lei Yin, this made Qin Feng quite displeased.
"What? You dare disdain the swordsman?" That tattered-clothed old man stared at Qin Feng, like he saw a ghost.
Qin Feng asked, "What’s special about him?"
"Of course, it’s extraordinary," said the old man in the coarse cloth proudly. "Ever since the Sword Master trained to the Ninth Layer of the Holy Land, he has defeated Zhuang Song Valley, Huangfu Gu, and the Duanmu Family. It’s said he fought a thousand times with strong opponents in the Holy Land, yet never lost even once. That means no one is stronger than him."
"That’s just a legend told by the upper echelons. People below know where it is." Qin Feng shook his head but I’m curious. Dongfang Mubai lost to whom?"
