Jiang Tianhao carried the sack to the cutting board, skillfully opened it, and dragged out a ragged homeless man.
The homeless man had no identity in the city, and no one cared about their lives. If one or two went missing, no one would know.
Jiang Tianhao's choice to target the homeless man also greatly reduced trouble. Coupled with the power of the Jiang family behind him, even if one or two people accidentally witnessed Jiang Tianhao committing a crime, it wouldn't cause any disturbance.
"Back in college, this guy was a complete scumbag. I didn't expect him to become more like a beast after a few years."
Ye Ling watched Jiang Tianhao's actions from a corner, his eyes extremely cold.
Even after spending sixty thousand years on the Eastern Xuan Continent, Ye Ling remembered Jiang Tianhao's past actions as an "old classmate" with perfect clarity!
At this moment, Jiang Tianhao hummed a tune while stripping off all the homeless man's clothes, then restrained his limbs and head on the cutting board.
Then, Jiang Tianhao took out a small bottle containing a transparent liquid from his pocket, opened it, and held it in front of the homeless man's nose for him to smell.
A moment later, the homeless man woke up, still somewhat disoriented.
"Where, where am I?"
The homeless man came to his senses, finding himself tied to the cold cutting table. Panic immediately appeared on his face, and he couldn't quite figure out the situation.
Jiang Tianhao ignored the homeless man and picked up a scalpel from beside the cutting board, gesturing at the homeless man's body.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Seeing Jiang Tianhao about to use the scalpel on him, the homeless man was so scared he lost control of his bowels. He shouted in terror, wriggling his body.
Unfortunately, the homeless man's limbs were tightly bound. No matter how much he struggled, it was useless.
Before long, Jiang Tianhao seemed to have made his plan. He then smiled at the homeless man and said, "Don't be afraid. I'll dig out your eyes later, and then you won't be able to see."
"But I forgot to bring anesthetic, so you'll have to suffer a bit!"
Hearing Jiang Tianhao's words, the homeless man's face turned even paler. He cried out hoarsely, "You lunatic! Let me go!"
"You're not the first one to call me a lunatic these years," Jiang Tianhao said with a眯眼 smile. "After I'm done with you and turn you into soup for that old guy to drink, he should pass the secret manual to me."
"Turned into soup?"
The homeless man was terrified. His mind was in chaos, overcome with extreme fear, completely unaware of how things had turned out this way.
Today, he had simply been rummaging through trash cans for food as usual, when he was suddenly hit on the head from behind. He woke up here and encountered a pervert!
"Please... let me go! My meat doesn't taste good! It's really not tasty!"
The homeless man cried, his emotions completely breaking down.
"You shouldn't cry, you should feel proud... because you'll be the last one to be made into soup, and I'll do my best to cherish your meat and precisely control the heat." Jiang Tianhao smiled, prying open the homeless man's eyes with his fingers, while holding the scalpel close.
"No... no!!!"
Hearing the homeless man's desperate screams, Ye Ling finally couldn't stand it anymore. He walked out from the corner and called out, "Jiang Tianhao."
Jiang Tianhao froze, looking at Ye Ling with surprise and confusion, wondering where Ye Ling had come from.
Looking at Ye Ling, Jiang Tianhao felt a sense of familiarity, but couldn't recall where he had seen him before.
Jiang Tianhao frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? How did you find this place?"
Ye Ling looked at Jiang Tianhao's confused expression and sneered, "It seems Young Master Jiang doesn't remember me. Truly the young master of the Jiang family, you must have been too busy all these years."
The more Jiang Tianhao looked at Ye Ling, the more he felt he knew him, but he couldn't recall it no matter what.
However, Jiang Tianhao soon gave up thinking. He held the scalpel and looked at Ye Ling, smiling, "No matter who you are, since you've found your way here, I can't let you leave. You'll be made into soup by me instead."
With that, Jiang Tianhao's scalpel flew out, shooting directly towards Ye Ling's throat.
Ye Ling chuckled and easily caught the scalpel between two fingers, flicking it back.
The scalpel, like a swift bolt of lightning, grazed Jiang Tianhao's cheek, cutting a gash on his face, and embedding itself into the wall as if slicing through tofu!
Jiang Tianhao stood in place for a long while before feeling the stinging pain on his cheek.
His expression turned serious, and he stared intently at Ye Ling, asking again, "Who exactly are you?"
After six years of training and cultivation, Jiang Tianhao believed he was much stronger than an ordinary person. Moreover, he had learned some body-strengthening incantations, which allowed him to fight several special forces soldiers alone!
However, he hadn't even seen Ye Ling's movements clearly just now.
Ye Ling shook his head and smiled, taking a step forward. The next moment, he appeared instantly in front of Jiang Tianhao, easily grabbing his neck!
Jiang Tianhao's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately felt himself flying through the air.
Thud!
Ye Ling slammed Jiang Tianhao fiercely against the wall, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood!
Ye Ling's lips curved into a cold smile and he said, "Take a good look again."
"You, you..."
Jiang Tianhao observed Ye Ling at close range, and the memories from six years ago surged back like a tide.
"You're Ye Ling?"
Recalling Ye Ling's appearance, Jiang Tianhao exclaimed, a storm of shock raging in his heart.
His eyes widened, his face filled with terror.
"Impossible... Ye Ling is dead! I saw it with my own eyes... he was shot three times and sunk in West Lake... he couldn't possibly have survived?"
Jiang Tianhao was stunned, unable to believe what he was seeing.
But Ye Ling now looked exactly like the Ye Ling in his memory, except for the different aura!
He had no idea that Ye Ling had a twin brother!
"What's impossible about it?" Ye Ling chuckled. "We have quite a connection. I haven't even had a chance to seek revenge on the Jiang family yet, and here I meet you."
"Old classmate... what you did to my Ye family back then, shall we have a good chat about it today?"
Ye Ling smiled, and bone-chilling demonic energy surged from his palm, gradually seeping into Jiang Tianhao's skin, making Jiang Tianhao feel an icy chill.
"You, you're also a cultivator?"
Seeing the black energy swirling around Ye Ling's palm, Jiang Tianhao was greatly alarmed, never expecting Ye Ling to have such a fortunate encounter!
For a moment, Jiang Tianhao was consumed by extreme jealousy towards Ye Ling!
Over the past six years, he had killed countless people as a disciple of the Yin Curse Elder, even turning this place into a cursed land, all to please his master and learn even a single technique.
Yet, even so, he had only learned the superficial aspects, not even scratching the surface.
Why was Ye Ling so powerful?
'He's just a prodigal son who dared to grab my neck so arrogantly...' With these thoughts, Jiang Tianhao's expression became even more twisted. He stealthily reached into his pocket and pulled out a small knife.
"Ye Ling... I don't care how you survived, but now that you've met me..."
Jiang Tianhao's face darkened, and he suddenly roared, lunging forward with the knife, stabbing towards Ye Ling's chest!
"You still have to die!!!"