I, who was stabbed to death by Alloy Lu Bu, transmigrated into the Star Soul General

The group arrived at the corridor leading to the central courtyard.

"Fan'er,"

After everyone had walked around the corner, Old Master Kong stopped City Lord Kong at the door and handed him a brand-new old Soul General Talisman. "Take this [Gentleman's Sword] Soul General Talisman. If anything unexpected happens later, take Xin Xin and leave immediately... No matter how much we argued before, she is still your daughter! My dear granddaughter!"

"Understood, Father," Kong Fan tucked the Soul General Talisman into his robes. "You've given me this Soul General Talisman, but what about you?"

"It's alright, I have an even more advanced Weiyuan-style one..."

As he was speaking, Grandpa Kong suddenly felt someone staring at him and abruptly turned his head to look.

Following the gaze, one could see a blind man leaning against a pillar in a small pavilion, listening to music. But soon the blind man pulled off his blindfold, revealing a sky-blue eye.

hum! !

A powerful aura swept over, accompanied by a massive and chaotic array of illusions.

"Puga!"

Grandpa Kong suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, clutching his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood. The Soul General Talisman in his hand clattered to the ground and bounced far away.

In his hallucination, he seemed to have arrived in the cosmos, seeing countless meteors hurtling towards him, even causing real psychological trauma.

"Grandpa, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

Lord Kong hurriedly helped the swaying old man up.

"Damn it...! Who is it...?" Old Master Kong barely broke free from the illusion, large beads of sweat constantly sliding down his face, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath.

(Huh!?)

(Where did that 'blind man' go?)

(Could it be... that my breakthrough to the Heavenly Realm was not stable enough, leading to a qi deviation?)

(Or am I just getting old and my eyesight is failing?)

"..." Old Master Kong was so frightened that his eyes went blank.

I tried to numb myself with the thought that I had "misread it," but the lollipop stick still bouncing around in the pavilion was enough to prove that a celestial 'blind man' had indeed stood there.

"Father, Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Seeing that her father and grandfather had not followed, Kong Xinxin turned back.

"Oh, no...it's nothing, it's nothing," Kong Fan quickly waved his hand and helped the old man up. "The old man just slipped and dropped something...you can go now."

Upon hearing this, Kong Xinxin said "Oh" and left.

"Fan'er, beckoning me... I feel like I can't stand up straight..."

"Good father..."

After the first little incident, the Kong family father and son caught up again, still at the end of the group.

(Impossible...impossible...) Old Master Kong was sweating profusely, walking like a walking corpse. (How could the Lü family have such a high-level master...?)

At that moment, a ghostly figure drifted through the dimly lit alley.

"Hiss..." Old Master Kong gasped for the cold night air, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat. His eyes bulged out like fish eyes, and his mustache bristled with fear.

hum! !

A terrifying aura locked onto his knees.

click!

My left kneecap fractured, and the skin was torn as well.

"Puga!!"

Grandpa Kong screamed and flew backward, a little blood flowing down his left trouser leg, drawing a bloody rainbow in the night.

"puff--!"

The remaining energy even damaged his heart meridian, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Father!"

"Grandpa? Are you alright?"

Aside from the Kong family father and daughter, who were the most nervous, the most nervous person was Song Yunrui, the number one sycophant, who acted as if his own grandfather had been beaten up.

"It's alright...it's alright..."

With support, Grandpa Kong managed to stand, clutching his chest with his right hand, panting heavily. "I just slipped... don't worry about me... cough cough... pfft!"

“But Grandpa, you’re spitting blood…” Kong Xinxin said with great concern.

"It's nothing, I probably just bit my tongue or something when I slipped and fell. It's really nothing, don't worry about me, cough cough..."

"call……"

Grandpa Kong secretly glanced into the dimly lit alleyway, only to find it deserted.

(Gone again...)

Shen Yue and the others: "..."

hum! !

Immediately afterwards, the figures of a one-eyed man and another cripple flashed by, their powerful auras locking onto Old Master Kong's shoulder. With a "crack," the bone broke, but there were no external injuries.

"Uh..." Old Master Kong groaned, clutching his shoulder.

Swish!

Four figures appeared on the pavilion in the distance. They were the blind man, the half-blind man, the lame man, and the half-lame man, all of whom were experts at or above the mid-stage of the Heavenly Realm.

What a coincidence! The gatekeeper and driver of the Lü family's East Courtyard are both supermodel versions of those from the Song family's East Courtyard.

"Actually, I wanted to just crush his two... OOs," Zhao Hao sighed. "After all, their family is a lackey of the imperial court, so it's not good to use underhanded tactics, sigh..."

Ma San laughed and said, "You're not ruthless, are you? Not only did you break someone's knee, but you also went for the heart. I don't believe you if you say you didn't use dirty tricks."

"Ma Laosan, tonight is a matter for the Lü family. What are you getting involved in?" Ye Liangchen asked with a smile, then joked, "Do you think Old Song's salary is too low and are planning to join us?"

"Get the hell out of here! You really dare to dream like that. If our two families weren't allied, I'd be beating you up right now..."

After a pause, Ma San gently tapped his feet with both hands on his cane. "Besides, this is what our young master Yunxiang ordered us to come and help out. Otherwise, do you think we'd be bored out of our minds?"

"To celebrate the alliance between the two Luzon families..."

Snapped.

As he spoke, Zhao Hao patted the half-crippled man beside him, "Third brother, shall we go to the Spring Night Pavilion again after tonight to sample some more?"

"Hehehe..." Ma San silently gave a thumbs up.

These two are like flies seeking marriage with dung beetles—they're birds of a feather.

At the same time, Mr. Kong's heart was in turmoil.

(It's actually true...!)

(It really is true...?)

"Ugh..." Old Master Kong's hands hung limply, cold sweat pouring down his face, his body trembling uncontrollably. He muttered to himself, "The Lü family! You've been hiding this for a long time! Lü Zhongying, you're incredibly audacious!"

(When I return this time, I will definitely submit a memorial to the court, saying that your Lü family harbors treacherous intentions and plots to establish your own rule. You will be punished for treason...)

(Wait, wait... something's not right...)

(Those four powerful figures were only targeting me and didn't alert anyone else... yet they exposed their trump cards... Could it be that the Lü family never intended for me to leave alive from the very beginning?)

Large beads of cold sweat streamed down his face uncontrollably, and crystal-clear snot dripped onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust before bobbing back up. His beard obscured his slightly open mouth. "So, this old man is about to send it?"

(No way... I really don't want this to happen!!!)

Gulu…

"It can't be that cruel, can it?" Old Master Kong trembled all over, looking at the banquet hall just a step away with a look of terror as if he were seeing an execution ground.

Seeing this, Lord Kong asked with concern, "Are you alright, Father?"

Kong Xinxin, completely unaware of all this, entered the room like a leading lady, being served by a certain sycophant, her mind filled with wicked plans to ruin the dinner party.