Full-Level Fierce Person-Chapter 44 Chat

44: 44 Chat

44: 44 Chat

“Sure, sure, sure!”

Luo Kegong said happily, “Fang Zhixing, if you work hard for me, I will never let you down.

As for your monthly salary, for the first year, it’s three thousand Big Coins, with meals and accommodation included.

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Fang Zhixing had no objections.

The amount of the monthly salary didn’t really matter to him; after all, he wasn’t in dire need of money at the moment.

He had another purpose in getting close to Luo Kegong.

Luo Kegong cocked his head and said to Wang Yitong, “Old Wang, take care of the arrangements for him.”

Wang Yitong promptly replied, “Yes, sir.”

Luo Kegong left on his own accord.

Wang Yitong immediately turned to Fang Zhixing, clasped hands with a smile, and said, “Brother Fang, from now on we’ll be living under the same roof, serving the same master.

I hope we can get along well.”

His attitude had changed from arrogant to warm, reasonable, and understanding.

It was practically a one hundred and eighty-degree turn.

Fang Zhixing subtly glanced at Wang’s hands.

It had been quite a while, yet Wang Yitong’s hands were still trembling slightly, and his wrists had begun to swell red.

It seemed his Iron Mountain Lean had been a bit too powerful earlier, causing damage to Wang Yitong’s wrist joints.

Fang Zhixing also felt his own shoulder where he had been hit.

Aside from a brief numbness at the onset, it now felt perfectly normal.

“Yes, let’s get along well.”

He responded and asked with a smile, “Would you prefer I call you Brother Wang or Old Wang?”

Wang Yitong laughed heartily and said, “Either is fine, call me whatever you prefer.”

Fang Zhixing continued, “I think Old Wang sounds more friendly, so I’ll call you Old Wang.”

The corners of Wang Yitong’s mouth twitched slightly.

Old Wang was what Luo Kegong called him; would you call me that too?

Wouldn’t that imply, you and Luo Kegong are on the same level?

Feeling helpless inside, Wang Yitong extended his hand with a gesture of invitation and said with a forced smile, “Come on, let me arrange a place for you to stay.”

The two entered a spacious courtyard with several rooms.

Wang Yitong said with a smile, “This courtyard is specially for bodyguards to live in.”

Fang Zhixing asked, “How many bodyguards does Magistrate Luo have?”

Wang Yitong replied, “There are only two personal bodyguards, you and me.

The temporary bodyguards are not fixed, usually hired by the butler on a daily basis, settled accounts daily, meals included but accommodation not.”

Fang Zhixing understood that personal bodyguards were permanent, not temporary workers.

Soon, Fang Zhixing settled into one of the rooms, right next to Wang Yitong, making them neighbors.

Before long, it was noon.

And with it, mealtime arrived.

A servant brought over the food.

Fang Zhixing looked closely; the personal bodyguard’s meals included a meat dish, two vegetable dishes, a soup, and plenty of rice—pretty good indeed.

“Old Wang, come over and let’s eat together,” Fang Zhixing called out to the room next door.

“Alright then.”

Wang Yitong, having the same idea, quickly came over with his meal.

The two shared a meal together.

Wang Yitong took the initiative to ask, “Brother Fang, where are you from?”

Fang Zhixing replied, “I’m from Funiu Village.

The village suffered a famine so I left to make a living and earn a meal.”

Wang Yitong nodded in understanding and said, “I’m a local from the town market.

My mother died early, and my father passed away from illness a few years ago, leaving me alone in the family.”

Fang Zhixing, surprised, asked, “You haven’t taken a wife?”

Wang Yitong sighed and said, “I married once, but sadly, she died in childbirth along with the baby.”

Fang Zhixing heard the words and replied, “Please accept my condolences.”

Wang Yitong smiled and waved his hand, “It’s all old news.

If you hadn’t asked, I would have almost forgotten what that woman looked like.”

Fang Zhixing asked curiously, “But speaking of which, with your conditions, it would have been easy for you to marry a few more wives, right?”

Wang Yitong held his forehead with his hand, laughing awkwardly, “Not to hide it from you, brother, but after my wife died, I couldn’t bear the loneliness.

Coincidentally, the neighbor next door took a new bride, and after a few casual chats with her, feelings developed and we met in secret.

Unexpectedly, her husband caught us in the act, and there was constant quarreling.

In a fit of rage, I ended up killing his entire family.”

“…”

Fang Zhixing was left speechless.

He had intended to have a casual chat with Wang Yitong and to gather some information, but he hadn’t expected to uncover such explosive news.

“Damn it all!”

Xigou, who was dozing off on the ground, suddenly wasn’t sleepy anymore, and cried out, “Fang Zhixing, make him tell it all, in detail.”

Fang Zhixing ignored Xigou and said seriously, “Old Wang, you must have been pushed to extremes to do something like that.”

Wang Yitong didn’t take it seriously, laughing, “Well, I did commit a homicide and was caught and jailed for three years.

Luckily, the magistrate appreciated me, helped me get off the hook, gave me back my freedom, and even made me his personal bodyguard.

You could say the magistrate is like a second set of parents to me.”

Fang Zhixing understood and said with emotion, “The magistrate really is a good person!”

Wang Yitong asked, “What about you, brother?

How did you learn such skills at a young age?”

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then slowly said, “I paid Iron Palm Cheng Tianen to teach me the Iron Mountain Skill.”

“Oh, so you learned martial arts from Cheng Tianen.

I thought the burst skill you used earlier looked a lot like the ‘Iron Mountain Lean.'”

Wang Yitong had an epiphany.

However, when he mentioned Cheng Tianen, his emotions clearly fluctuated greatly.

Fang Zhixing noticed this detail and couldn’t help but think.

Wang Yitong thought for a moment, then suddenly asked with suspicion, “If that’s the case, brother, why didn’t you continue to study martial arts with Cheng Tianen and instead came here?”

Fang Zhixing sighed and answered, “Alas, Cheng Tianen and I did not see eye to eye.

He didn’t want to teach me anymore and kicked me out.”

Wang Yitong raised his eyebrows and asked seriously, “Why did Cheng chase you away?”

Fang Zhixing replied, “It may have been because I killed a few refugees trying to steal my food.

After Cheng Tianen found out, his attitude towards me changed greatly.”

“I see.”

Wang Yitong smirked, knowing the score, “Hmph, Cheng proclaims himself a hero and is very protective of his reputation.

He can’t tolerate any tarnish on his image.”

Hearing this, Fang Zhixing inwardly exclaimed indeed and asked, “Old Wang, do you also have a grudge against Cheng Tianen?”

Wang Yitong nodded and said coldly, “My three years in prison, I have Cheng Tianen to thank for that.”

Fang Zhixing realized this and was immediately overjoyed.

He snorted, “To hell with Cheng Tianen; he’s nothing special.

I just regret that I don’t have the follow-up cultivation technique for the Iron Mountain Skill; otherwise, I would surpass him one day and beat him until he’s down in the dumps, searching for his teeth on the ground.”

Wang Yitong’s spirits lifted, and he nodded, “So brother, you’re bothered by this issue?

Then you’ve come to the right place.

The magistrate has the very cultivation technique at hand!”

“Really?!”

Fang Zhixing’s heart raced with anticipation.

Wang Yitong nodded and said, “Brother, you may not know this, but all martial arts in this world actually come from the aristocratic families, including my family’s inherited martial arts ‘Wang Family Inch Fist.'”

Fang Zhixing was surprised, “Martial arts, all from aristocratic families?

No way, what about others?”

Wang Yitong explained, “According to my father, when the Great Zhou Dynasty was established, it collected all the martial arts secret manuals from around the world and concurrently purged the whole Jianghu.

Since then, martial arts have not been passed down among the common people, and ordinary folks have no chance to learn martial arts unless they obtain permission or a favor from an aristocratic family.

Take my family as an example; my ancestors were once servants bred by the Luo Family.

Because they showed a little talent for martial arts, they were trained as bodyguards, which gave them the opportunity to learn martial arts.”

Hearing this, Fang Zhixing was shaken and exclaimed inwardly.

In this world, martial arts were the core technology controlled by the aristocratic families.

The patents were firmly in the hands of the aristocratic families!

Anyone who wanted to learn martial arts had to first grovel before the aristocratic families!