I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 412 - 387. Sneak Attack

Pitter-patter of light rain, desolate alleyways.

And there was a girl being cornered and beaten against a wall.

This scene was all too familiar to Xia Feng, stirring the dust-covered memories of his own childhood deep within his "Memory Sea".

Before he met Sister Yi, he too was bullied daily by his peers, being cornered against walls was all too common.

So when he saw this scene, it was somewhat... glaring.

The leading blond-haired boy saw an adult approaching, and moreover, one who had gotten out of a sports car, he tensed and gripped the wooden stick in his hand tighter, "Who— who are you?"

Xia Feng's black pupils briefly swept over the girl in the back, her calves and arms were covered in bruises, her face was also cut by a small knife, and her disheveled hair made her look like a beggar.

Xia Feng smiled faintly, "What are you all doing here?"

Seeing that the adult seemed easy to talk to, the five youths visibly relaxed, the blond-haired leader pointed at the girl behind him with a smug smile:

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"We're teaching a lesson to the daughter of a traitor to our nation. Old man, go check online, her name is Chen Xiaoshui. She used to be pretty famous, her dad is an Evil Clan spy, her grandpa was a rebel of White Emperor City, and her mom is a whore, there's not a single good person in her family."

Indeed.

Ever since the "White Emperor Incident" occurred, the White Emperor City rebels had often been dragged through the mud, and the topic had remained hot, trending furiously online.

How hot was it?

Every content creator had made videos about the 'White Emperor Incident'. After all, mentioning this incident meant views skyrocketed, and with some luck, likes might surge by tens or even hundreds of thousands overnight.

It was for this reason, to tap into the huge potential traffic behind this historical event, that many began to dig up information on the relatives of the rebels.

When the various pieces of information about these relatives were exposed online, the results were predictable: people would mail hell money or knives, throw feces at their doors, rob their homes, and even execute them in public... proclaiming it an act of patriotism, eradicating traitors for the Empire, a righteous deed that should be pardoned as innocent.

This madness lasted for three years before slowly fading from the public eye, but the heat remained high, still being one of the best topics for making money.

Upon seeing Chen Xiaoshui, Xia Feng then remembered that he seemed to have once seen a meme of her: [A black and white photo of a girl with a creepy smile, captioned 'My grandpa is a good person!']

It was probably meant ironically: Don't try to deny it; how would a bad person admit they're bad?

The meme spread and later became a go-to expression for when someone was caught lying.

Xia Feng facepalmed, took a deep breath, and was glad that he was the old-school type who only liked to use soybean emoji when chatting.

But to be honest, sometimes knowing the truth behind things was quite painful; he really felt like... hitting someone.

He continued to smile and stepped forward calmly.

Seeing the man's earnest curiosity, as if he too wished to partake in this righteous judgment against the traitor, the blond-haired leader chuckled smugly and flamboyantly,

"Old man, I know what you're thinking. You want to shoot a trial video and upload it, right? Sure, but you'll have to give me half the earnings from that video."

Xia Feng's black pupils remained calm, "What did you call me?"

The blonde was taken aback.

"Old man—ah—" Bang! Before he could finish, Xia Feng slapped him hard, sending the boy spinning three times in the air before crashing against the damp wall.

The walls of the alley cracked, and the boy's face swelled with blood as he fell to the ground screaming in pain.

"I'm so young, and yet you call me an old man?" Xia Feng stepped on his cheek, looking down, and frowned, "Are you looking down on me?"

Seeing this, the other four were instantly enraged, feeling that they had encountered a madman.

This man had a stubbly beard and looked to be in his forties or fifties; they thought it was pretty good of them not to have called him grandfather!

When Xia Feng saw their glares, he suddenly looked up, almost forgetting that he was in disguise and no longer bore his exceptionally handsome visage.

"But what is this angry look in your eyes? Are you suspecting that I might be an Evil Clan spy?"

Xia Feng was distinctly displeased, "To dare slander a majestic Second Order Spirit Master like me, it seems you are asking for death!"

A Second Order Spirit Master?! No, that's crazy! When did we ever say you were a spy?

The five men retreated in terror, "Sir, sir, we never said you were a traitor—"

"No, I say you did, so you did," Xia Feng replied with a genial smile, slowly advancing towards them.

Soon, through the drizzling dimness of the narrow alley, a series of piercing screams echoed intermittently.

The five men couldn't understand why this man suddenly wanted trouble with them, and Chen Xiaoshui was just as bewildered by the situation.

She tried to sneak a peek through her fingers to look outside, but the next moment, she heard the man's deep voice, "It's a bit bloody, close your eyes."

This man must be a good person, she thought to herself, obediently closing her eyes.

Within a few seconds, she felt the rustling sound of a coat in front of her, shielding her from the pitter-pattering rain overhead.

The girl lifted her gaze, her left eye bound in circles of bandages, her remaining light green right eye opened in bewilderment. The man's tall figure with stubble came into her view.

A pocket watch was tossed to her by the man; she caught it nervously and looked at it doubtfully. The watch's unfolded compartment held an old, yellowing picture of her grandparents and mother, along with the address of her childhood home.

"I'm a friend of your grandfather, and I know he wasn't a rebel. Would you like to come home with me?" Xia Feng thought that his power within the Peach Organization shouldn't be just the Half-Dragon army. He needed to develop some human subordinates as well...

As for these humans' talents and ages, that was unimportant. He had ways to awaken them to good Spiritual Artifacts.

Of course, the girl's age... indeed, it was a little young.

Just ten years old...

But it was no significant problem, and he had promised Li Zaisi to look after his daughter. Now that his daughter was missing, he would take care of his granddaughter.

Looking at the large hand extended by the man, the girl glanced down at the pocket watch in her hands, paused for two seconds, then with a firm grip on the watch, she lifted her head and nodded vigorously. Without a sound, she stretched out her small hand to grasp his.

Xia Feng patted her head, smiled warmly, "From now on, I'm your brother; you can call me Brother Feng."

Brother? The girl looked at the man's rough features, tilting her head in thought; she had assumed the old fellow wanted to adopt her as his daughter...

Xia Feng cleansed the bruises on the girl's body with Spiritual Clothes and bandaged her wounds, at the same time asking in confusion,

"According to the information I got, your mother's whereabouts are still unknown. Do you know where she went?"

At the man's question, the girl tensed, suddenly clutching her skirt. However, upon meeting the man's sincere eyes, she bit her lip and muttered quietly,

"East... East Victory Fortress, Mom was taken into that military base..."

That place again... Xia Feng frowned, about to ask more, when suddenly his gaze snapped to focus, picking up the girl in one swift motion.

Black flames whirled on the spot, their afterimages tearing and engulfing them in an instant.

Xia Feng, holding the girl, blinked to the low rooftop of a brick-and-tile house as his coat billowed.

The dim sky suggested the rain was on the verge of turning into a downpour, lashing down. In the veil of rain, the silhouettes of three sinister creatures appeared.

Surrounding Xia Feng in the center.

"Thump, thump—"

The Evil Demon Heart signalled a reaction.

They were Three Five-Eyed Evils! And among them, there was even a faint presence of a Six-eyed terror.

Xia Feng couldn't help but furrow his brows. They weren't from the Black Moon Church or Golden Sparrow, so was the Evil Clan here to kill him? What was going on here? And he had concealed himself so well, he shouldn't have been exposed.

Could it be someone behind the Holy Judge Decree was after him? Xia Feng contemplated.

But the Yiqin Saint was a Spiritual Artifact of the Three Saint Star Gods, part of the Star God power; how could it have any connection with the Evil Clan?