I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 610 - 440 Death Penalty Can Be Commuted_2

Mortals simply cannot oppose gods.

And reality had proven them right.

Before Zeng Hu could even reach Xia Liang, Xia Liang snapped his fingers. A bolt of lightning, no less powerful than the previous Lightning Talisman, descended from the sky. It blasted Zeng Hu into dust, leaving not even a corpse behind—only a pile of gray ashes on the garden floor. Earlier, Xia Liang had already altered his fate, changing it to one of utter annihilation.

From a distance, Zeng Long witnessed everything, but his eyes were now vacant and void of any emotion. The Lightning Talisman their master had treasured for decades couldn’t compare to a single snap of Xia Liang’s fingers.

The next instant, Zeng Long pulled out a knife and plunged it into his own heart. He collapsed, lifeless.

Within seconds, the two brothers, Zeng Long and Zeng Hu, were dead before everyone’s eyes.

Xia Liang, for his part, felt no pity. After all, these two followed Zutuo and killed who knows how many people. I was simply ridding the world of a scourge.

Looking at his lightning-damaged clothes, Xia Liang clicked his tongue. "Looks like I’ll have to buy a new one. I actually quite liked this shirt."

The surrounding guests watched Xia Liang from afar. The fear and awe in their eyes rendered most of them speechless. Many turned deathly pale, dropping to their knees to kowtow in Xia Liang’s direction from a distance. They had chimed in when Zeng Long was questioning Xia Liang earlier. If Xia Liang were to hold a grudge against them, they would surely face the consequences.

It was Wu Tong who was the second to slowly approach Xia Liang. He opened his mouth to speak, but his lips were so dry that he couldn’t squeeze out a single word.

Elder He was the first to regain his senses. Supported by He Xiaojun, he slowly made his way to Xia Liang. His knees went weak, and he nearly fell, but Xia Liang steadied him.

Only then did He Youling manage to speak. "To be acquainted with you, Master Xia, is the greatest fortune of our He Family in a hundred years. It’s just... there’s one thing I still don’t understand."

He Youling had already begun to address Xia Liang as Master Xia.

Xia Liang smiled. "Please, speak freely."

"What exactly is going on? Were those two really the disciples of the man you killed before? Why did they want to harm me, and why did they come looking for trouble with you today, Master Xia?"

Listening to He Youling’s questions, Xia Liang didn’t reply. Instead, he glanced toward a figure in the distance and said softly, "Someone will explain, but it won’t be me."

No sooner had his words fallen than He Wei, whose face had turned as pale as a corpse’s, scrambled over to He Youling and Xia Liang and fell to his knees. He immediately began to kowtow frantically, putting all his strength into it.

THUD. THUD. THUD.

The ground itself seemed to tremble slightly from the force. On the very first impact, He Wei’s forehead split open, and after a few more, blood was streaming down his face.

Watching He Wei kneeling before him, something suddenly clicked in He Youling’s mind. He glanced at He Xiaojun, whose eyes were filled with the same shock. Clearly, they were both thinking the same thing. Xia Liang’s words from a few days ago began to echo in their minds.

"When he personally kneels before you and apologizes, you will know."

It turns out Master Xia had foreseen everything that would happen today.

Looking at He Wei, who was still kowtowing relentlessly, both He Youling and He Xiaojun were overcome with shock, their lips turning pale. A profound sense of powerlessness washed over them.

A few days ago, on the morning after Zutuo was dealt with, they had asked Xia Liang who was behind the mage and why he wanted to harm He Youling.

And Xia Liang’s reply had been, "When he personally kneels before you and apologizes, you will know."

At the time, they hadn’t understood what he meant. As days passed, they had even forgotten his words entirely. Only now did He Youling finally grasp their true meaning. It turned out that from the very beginning, Xia Liang had calculated every move. No matter what arrangements Zeng Long had made, no matter how they schemed to deal with Xia Liang, he had already known it all.

Recalling how Zeng Long had just played them all for fools, He Youling realized that even he had doubted Xia Liang for a moment. Yet Xia Liang’s expression hadn’t changed in the slightest. Perhaps even their thoughts, every single word, were within his predictions. It was as if he could see five thousand years into the past and five thousand years into the future, holding it all in the palm of his hand.

At this thought, a deep sense of dread once again appeared on the faces of He Youling and He Xiaojun. They were beginning to understand why Zeng Long had laughed so self-deprecatingly before his death.

Because in the end, it was all meaningless.

If immortals truly exist in this world, then Xia Liang must be one of them.

「At the same time.」

He Wei, still kneeling on the ground, continued to kowtow as he confessed, "The mage from before was named Zutuo. I hired him to deal with you, Father. When Master Xia helped you, Zutuo decided to target Grand Master Xia instead, but he was eliminated with a single phone call. Zeng Long and Zeng Hu were Zutuo’s disciples. They claimed they had one last ace up their sleeve to take care of Xia Liang, so I brought them here to challenge Master Xia. All of their accusations were lies! Master Xia is the true Living Immortal!"

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Within the He Family Ancestral Home, the sound of He Wei’s kowtowing echoed endlessly. His face was now a mask of blood, but he didn’t dare stop. He knew this might be his only chance to survive.

"Elder He, he is your son. The decision is yours," Xia Liang said, looking down at He Wei. His expression was placid, showing neither joy nor sorrow, and he made no move to kill him. After all, He Wei’s life had been relatively clean. It was only recently that greed had consumed him, allowing Zutuo and his disciples to lead him by the nose. If Xia Liang hadn’t appeared, Elder He would likely have taken Zutuo’s words as gospel by now. He Wei still believed those three were there to help him, never realizing that they were only using him to get close to He Youling and drain the He Family of its wealth.

Seeing Xia Liang defer to He Youling, He Wei frantically crawled to his father’s feet and clung to him tightly.

"Father, I was wrong! I don’t want to die! Please, save me!"

Hearing He Wei’s pleas, a flicker of hesitation crossed He Youling’s face. He shook his head and muttered, "How could you be so foolish? I could forgive you for moving against me, but you provoked Master Xia. You deserve to die for that."

With that, He Youling slapped He Wei with all his might, sending him sprawling to the ground. He Youling then immediately turned and knelt before Xia Liang.

"Master Xia, my son has indeed done wrong. I know that challenging you is a capital offense, but I still beg you to spare his life."

Though it was well known in the He Family that He Youling was not fond of He Wei, he couldn’t bear to see his own son die before him. Such is the heart of a parent.

Xia Liang quickly helped He Youling to his feet and nodded. Seeing this, He Youling let out a sigh of relief.

However, Xia Liang still shot He Wei a cold look.

"But you did disrespect me. That cannot be simply overlooked."

With that, Xia Liang pulled a Lifespan Talisman from his robes. Before anyone could get a clear look at it, he drew five lines across its dark surface.

In the next moment, the skin of He Wei, who was still kneeling on the ground, became immensely wrinkled. His hair turned stark white, as if he had aged several years in that single moment. He Wei, who was already in his fifties, now appeared nearly sixty after having five years of his life stripped away.

Feeling the change in his body, He Wei expressed no complaint. He glanced at his own wrinkled arms and slowly lowered his head. He knew he was fortunate just to be alive.