Nightmare Apostle

But as he cursed, Yang Xiao seemed completely indifferent, his hands kept moving, and he once again peeled off the Great Protector’s face alive, this time attaching the samurai puppet’s face.

Because the samurai puppet was tall and burly, with large skin, and the disciples of the Withered Bone Pavilion were all thin as ghosts. The samurai’s face almost enveloped the entire head of the Great Protector, creating a chillingly beautiful scene.

"Kill me! Kill me!" Wrapped in the foreign skin, the Great Protector struggled painfully and begged, "Please, Ming Emperor Grandpa, please... please be kind!"

Yang Xiao remained unmoved. Annoyed by the noise, he raised his Ghost Bamboo Stick and casually smoothed over the Great Protector’s lips, sticking them together.

Yang Xiao was extremely focused this time, constantly switching between these three faces until he was completely satisfied. He looked at the Great Protector, who was tortured to the brink of death, and the corners of his mouth lifted into a satisfied smile.

His mastery of the Face Changing Skill was complete, and he had learned something new, mastering a new craft. Indeed, the more skills one has, the better.

Humming a tune, Yang Xiao left the Mirror Secret Room. Upon returning to the real world, he suddenly noticed that the sky outside was already lightening.

Indeed, when truly immersed in the ocean of learning and unable to extricate oneself, time flies by so quickly.

He now possessed the technical conditions to perform a face change on Chen Nang. The next step was to connect with the new generation of the Han Family head.

Yang Xiao was unfamiliar with the Han Family and did not know Han Yu, all of which required Vice Commissioner Zhao to facilitate.

Meanwhile, Vice Commissioner Zhao hadn’t been idle these days. After receiving Yang Xiao’s message, that same night, he arranged a meeting.

The dinner gathering had only three people—Yang Xiao, Vice Commissioner Zhao himself, and the new Han Family head, Han Yu.

Indeed, thanks to Vice Commissioner Zhao’s maneuvering, Han Yu, who had stayed away from home for decades, really became the head of the family.

The dinner was set for 8 o’clock, and Yang Xiao intentionally arrived an hour late; this was also arranged by Vice Commissioner Zhao to give this new head, Han Yu, a shock.

When Yang Xiao arrived late, he saw a middle-aged man with gray hair standing outside the door, waiting respectfully.

Upon seeing Yang Xiao, the man immediately walked up, extremely deferentially greeting Yang Xiao, his attitude far surpassing that of Han Chen and Han Li.

"Apologies for my tardiness due to some matters," Yang Xiao explained plainly.

"Mr. Yang is a person handling major affairs, and I’m overwhelmed with fear that you have graced us with your presence," Han Yu thanked again, inviting Yang Xiao inside, while Vice Commissioner Zhao, the initiator of the dinner, was already seated in the private room.

Upon Yang Xiao’s entrance, Vice Commissioner Zhao also stood up, warmly greeting him, "Mr. Yang, the Han Family head has been waiting outside for you, I persuaded a few times for him to come inside but he insisted not to."

"Han Yu is guilty, fortunate to have Mr. Yang’s generosity, Han Yu represents the Han Family with deep gratitude," Han Yu bowed ninety degrees, sincerely pleading guilty.

"I heard Zhao mention you before, never expected to meet you today, the Han Family head indeed understands things," Yang Xiao smiled, "If Han Chen had half your sense of courtesy, he wouldn’t have met such a tragic end. The Han Family head must never follow down his path."

"I wouldn’t dare, Han Yu wouldn’t dare! From today onward, all matters big and small within the Han Family will adhere to Mr. Yang’s orders."

"Mr. Yang may not know, but I have already arranged for someone to tally the various assets accumulated by the Han Family over the years, including properties in Qinglan City, several secret treasure locations, etc. Once a definite figure is compiled, I will donate all to the Jiangbei Province Office as a form of repentance."

Han Yu’s attitude was extremely earnest, "I will also resign as head of the Han Family, leading a few clan members away from Qinglan City, away from Jiangbei, never to return in life, I hope Mr. Yang permits this."

"Oh?" Yang Xiao became interested, a mock smile on his face, "How does Han Li feel about donating the family wealth, would he consent?"

"Mr. Yang may not know, my useless nephew died last night, hanged himself."

"My nephew was naturally stubborn and overly self-confident. After being stripped of his abilities by his father, he probably couldn’t bear such a blow, leading to this desperate act." Han Yu sighed, gently shaking his head.

"That brat Han Li had the nerve to commit suicide, truly unexpected to me," Yang Xiao sneered, vividly remembering how strong his survival instincts were back then.

They say the hatred of a father’s murder cannot be shared under the same sky, but for Han Li, for survival, he called his father a traitor with every breath.

That wasn’t all—he shifted all his mistakes onto his father, Han Chen. This superficial father-son relationship amused Yang Xiao, it was something he had never seen before.

Vice Commissioner Zhao was also a person of discretion, knowing that there were things better left unsaid in his presence. He found an opportunity to leave midway, allowing the two to discuss on their own.

After three rounds of drinks, Han Yu and Yang Xiao hit it off thoroughly, and Han Yu once again proposed resigning as head of the family and donating all of the Han Family’s assets to the Jiangbei Province Office.

But in the next instant, something abruptly changed—Yang Xiao, who had been smiling and chatting with him just moments ago, suddenly changed his expression, grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over his head, then got up and kicked him, knocking him over with his chair to the ground.

Han Yu, not known for physical strength, was caught unprepared by the sudden attack. Without time to react, Yang Xiao kicked him again in the abdomen, the sharp pain causing him to curl up like a shrimp.

The next second, he was dragged up by his hair, from his angle just able to see Yang Xiao’s grimly smiling face.

"Han Yu, you damned fool, given an inch and you take a mile? Daring to play me?"

"Donating all of Han Family assets to the Jiangbei Province Office, so what, do we in the Patrol Defense Office appear as robbers?"

"Taking your belongings and then kicking you out of Jiangbei, how do you think the other martial arts forces in Jiangbei Province would view us?"

"You damn well know we wouldn’t do that, so you pulled a stunt of playing hard to get, right? Playing mind games with me, Yang Xiao, look at yourself in a mirror, what do you think you are, do you dare to?"

"Your father, Mr. Han, at least was a man of significance, you and your waste of a brother, Han Chen, are less than ants in my eyes, what’s the deal with showing off?"

Yang Xiao drew his Ghost Bamboo Stick, under Han Yu’s terrified gaze, transformed his right hand’s pinky finger into a pool of blood.

"Ah! Ah ah ah!! Murder! Murder!!" Han Yu screamed in horror, he was a businessman, had never seen such a scene, what he used to confront Yang Xiao were all pre-arranged business tactics.

Never did he expect Yang Xiao to act unlike a senior cadre of the Patrol Defense Office.

He... he was an Evil Cultivator! A Great Heretic Cultivator! Acting on impulse to kill.

"Murder! The Patrol Defense Office kills!!" Han Yu shouted tens of times, but outside remained quiet, not a single response.

Now Han Yu stopped shouting, staring at Yang Xiao’s somewhat sinister face, he was scared, completely scared, shivering like a sieve.

"Shout, even if you yell till your voice breaks today, no one will come to save you. Anyone I, Yang Xiao, want dead won’t be spared!" Yang Xiao grabbed Han Yu’s collar, dragging him up like a dead dog, staring into his eyes.

At this moment, Han Yu completely broke down, this was entirely different from what the family elders informed him.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, I was wrong, please forgive me... grant me another chance, I dare not, I will never dare again!!" Han Yu’s lips turned pale, stuttered as he spoke, clearly petrified.

"Han Yu, I advise you to be smarter."

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, I was wrong, please forgive me... grant me another chance, I dare not, I will never dare again!!" Han Yu’s lips turned pale, stuttered as he spoke, clearly petrified.

"Han Yu, I advise you to be smarter."

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