The Villain's Counterattack

Rubbing the big bump on his head, Duan Lang rolled his eyes speechlessly and glared at Feng Yun fiercely. Feng Yun couldn't help but sigh when he saw the mysterious man who had not left yet and the people in the tea room who were eyeing him covetously.

"Destiny is a strange thing. The more you try to resist it, the more you will fall into its trap and walk on the path it has already prepared for you."

"The fortune teller who touched his bones accurately predicted Mu Yingxiong's fate, giving him two choices: become the Sword Emperor for himself, or keep his promise to his family and become a loser. He once tried to resist, wanting to rely on his own hands to bring a better life to his younger siblings and resist the unfair fate. Although this was mostly for his younger brother's reputation, he was too proud and didn't face his younger siblings honestly, so..."

Duan Lang paused for a moment, leaving room for thought for everyone. Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun put themselves in Mu Yingxiong's shoes and thought carefully, only to find that there was no way he could do better than Mu Yingxiong. Although the ending was cruel to him, and he jumped off a cliff with eternal infamy, he had asked for all this. The only thing that made him dissatisfied was his brother's resistance, and that he did not become a "great hero" as he had planned.

But it was precisely his younger brother's "rebellion" that made him even more satisfied. At least his younger brother was not an ungrateful person.

"What would happen if you were Senior Mu?" Bu Jingyun wanted to know if this kid had a better idea.

Duan Lang scratched his head and said, "This question is a bit difficult for me. If I were Senior Mu, I probably wouldn't do such a stupid thing. I wouldn't be able to talk back when I was called a traitor. I would probably choose to become a powerful official. I would be a capable minister in front of the emperor, an honest official in front of the people, a high-level accomplice to the evil Jin Kingdom, and a traitor in front of my brother!"

Everyone was stunned. Bu Jingyun's eyes suddenly narrowed. Nie Feng reacted immediately. The mysterious visitor's eyes widened. Everyone around was silent.

"Okay!" Bu Jingyun uttered a word slowly. Mu Yingxiong's ultimate goal was to force his younger brother to rise up and become a hero. Is there a big difference for his younger brother between pretending to be a traitor in front of millions of people and pretending to be a traitor in front of his younger brother?

For the kind-hearted younger brother, there is not much difference. He just needs to defeat his older brother and make him come back.

But for my brother, it was a world of difference. After all, the contrast between a traitor who was despised by everyone and an able and honest official who was satisfied with the emperor and praised by the people was absolutely as huge as heaven and earth.

"The final plan will not be to force the emperor to abdicate, but to stage a scene in which the Jin Kingdom intends to march on Shanhaiguan, the imperial army is kept in the dark, and my younger brother stands alone to stop the invasion. Senior Mu will stage a grand show, assuming the dual roles of chief officer of Shanhaiguan and offensive general of the Jin Kingdom, forcing my younger brother to defeat me to quell the fighting, and then he will fake his own death on the battlefield as chief officer of Shanhaiguan to protect the country."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this, and the Four Gentlemen of Longshan were also stunned. Would the final result make much difference to others?

Not really.

Jin Yu wanted to kill Mu Yingxiong in battle, but the Central Plains territory was not lost. Mu Yingxiong faked his death. The invasion of Jin would most likely stimulate the emperor to work hard. Even if it didn't, Mu Yingxiong would certainly not be a bad official. He had the ability.

But for the two heroic brothers Yingxiong, the difference is too great.

They will both be heroes, but one is a living hero and the other is a sacrificed martyr.

But I think their father Mu Long would probably be very sad, but I think the two brothers still have more resentment towards their father.

"The person Senior Mu feels most sorry for isn't his father Mu Long, nor his brother Ying Ming, but his cousin Xiao Yu. It's unclear what he meant, but their fate is doomed. Don't let go so easily. The fortune teller explained it so clearly, how could he not understand?"

"Xiaoyu's destined hero is not Yingming. The only one who can truly bring her happiness is Yingxiong!"

After talking about Mu Yingxiong, Duan Lang changed the subject and talked about his younger brother Yingming, "There is a kind of person who is born to be strong, a lonely strong man! Such is the Heavenly Sword Wuming, and so is the Sword Saint Dugu!"

"Even Sword Saint Dugu can live a carefree life, so why can't Nameless Heavenly Sword? If he can't do anything else, can he not also copy homework?" Duan Lang said with regret, "If you are destined to be alone, then live your life. Even people with feelings can enjoy solitude, but loneliness that comes with being cared for is still loneliness."

"Isn't having a tough life a good thing? The so-called "opposition" is nothing more than your own lack of strength or the lack of strength of those around you." Duan Lang said with regret, "Mu Long is a fool. What's the point of sending Yingming to an ordinary martial arts master? If you want to send him, send him to the ten major sects. As long as you pay enough money and say a few good words, no sect will refuse."

The Four Gentlemen of Longshan were all confused, but as long as the family gave enough money to a child, they would not refuse even if their father was reborn. But when you spoke to us, were you serious in your look?

Suddenly, I thought that if Duanlang were in Mu Long's position, he would send such a scourge to his family, offer a large sum of money, say a lot of good things, and then...

The Four Gentlemen of Longshan suddenly discovered that Bu Jingyun could actually be considered a good person.

"Only the strong can control their own destiny. Not just in terms of physical strength, but also in terms of brains." Duan Lang continued, "As long as one's martial arts skills are high enough, and one emulates the Dugu Sword Saint, living in seclusion, wandering the world, killing bandits and criminals, and giving the proceeds to the poor around them, is it really that hard to earn a good reputation?"

"Isn't having a tough life a good thing? The Central Plains fears disasters, so shouldn't you visit those countries and forces that are hostile to the Central Plains every now and then? With such a high talent for martial arts, is it difficult to learn a little disguise? If you can accidentally destroy the enemy country, then you will be the true child of destiny, and in return you will only be rewarded by the Central Plains martial arts world and the Central Plains emperor's utmost praise and generous rewards."

The mysterious visitor suddenly interrupted him and said, "Don't talk nonsense. How could the master..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's eyes suddenly lit up, but the Four Gentlemen of Longshan were confused and then showed a ferocious look, but their acupoints were blocked and their mouths were swollen like sausages, so they could not speak at all and could only stare at each other.

"Pah pah pah!" Duan Lang laughed and clapped his hands. "You've finally revealed your true colors. I originally thought you were most likely Monk Buxu's subordinate, but I never thought you were actually the real master's henchman. Not bad, not bad! Your master's biggest problem is that he's too soft-hearted. Kind people are bullied and kind horses are exploited. Since he has such powerful military force, why does he pretend to be so easy to talk to and harmless? If he had been a little tougher, he wouldn't have fallen to this point today."

At this point, Duan Lang pointed at the Four Gentlemen of Longshan and said, "These little bastards, who could kill them with a single breath, dare to challenge the Legend of Wulin. Who gave them the guts? Do they really think they're that powerful? No! Because they know that the Legend of Wulin is actually a very kind person. As long as the evil isn't done without a reason, he'll tolerate it. But it's precisely this compassion that has attracted countless ignorant and delusional people who want to step on your master to get to the top."

"It's not illegal to try, and your master won't actually kill you. If you fail, it doesn't matter. At worst, you can try again next time and gain some fame. But if you succeed, you'll instantly ascend to become a new martial arts legend. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a good thing?"

The Four Gentlemen of Longshan: We really thought we were so powerful that we could kill those nameless thieves.

Duan Lang: You are really blind.

"When will the cycle of revenge end? If the master..." The mysterious visitor still wanted to speak for Wuming.

Duan Lang waved his hand and said, "I'm not asking your master to actually kill anyone. I'm just teaching them a lesson, making them pay the price for their recklessness and stop causing trouble for no reason."

Everyone cast curious glances at him, and Duan Lang's mouth curled up into a brilliant arc: "Two choices, sell yourself into slavery or give up your martial arts!" The last four words made the Four Gentlemen of Longshan shudder all over.