Chapter 208

At this moment, the Sun Family members’ perception of the old man’s skinny frame suddenly became

big and strong, and shining with grandeur.

Right then, it was as if he was Qu Yuan [1], or Wen Tiangxiang [2] reborn!

Tang Taishan was full of admiration for the old sir—he was a true hero!

He was Jiangbei’s famous Saint Han!

He was a true warrior that had dared to live a tragic life, dared to face dripping blood, and dared to face

evil forces with his chest puffed and head held high.

Han Yongwen’s opinion of himself was that he was a true warrior and an unquestionable hero.

He struck a pose of valor. Pointing at Chu Feng, he scolded loudly, “Motherf*cker, if you have the guts,

then just kill me. History will remember your act as the misdeeds of a thug. But as for me, my name will

be engraved on a monument forever!”

As soon as this guy made an appearance, he immediately put himself on the higher moral ground and

made Chu Feng out to be worthless, as if Chu Feng was a long-time criminal and a retard.

However, he had forgotten that it was the Sun Family who had committed despicable acts. As for Chu

Feng, he was only claiming justice for his sister.

Chu Feng frowned and glanced at the old man as he wondered who the latter was.

“Brother, this old man is named Han Yongwen. He has a lot of influence in the national literary circles. It

was said that he could even resurrect the dead with his words. According to rumors, he is very proud

and stubborn. In Jiangbei, people refer to him as Saint Han.” Zhou Ying’s expression darkened; she

never thought that Chu Feng would actually offend this old man, Han Yongwen. This old man was

known to be like a dog skin plaster and was a very difficult person. “Every year during the democratic

election, many high-ranking officers and political leaders would get so badly scolded by him that they

have nothing to retort. According to rumors, even some First Ranked Statesmen got scolded so badly

that even they were speechless.

At this momant, tha Sun Family mambars’ parcaption of tha old man’s skinny frama suddanly bacama

big and strong, and shining with grandaur.

Right than, it was as if ha was Qu Yuan [1], or Wan Tiangxiang [2] raborn!

Tang Taishan was full of admiration for tha old sir—ha was a trua haro!

Ha was Jiangbai’s famous Saint Han!

Ha was a trua warrior that had darad to liva a tragic lifa, darad to faca dripping blood, and darad to faca

avil forcas with his chast puffad and haad hald high.

Han Yongwan’s opinion of himsalf was that ha was a trua warrior and an unquastionabla haro.

Ha struck a posa of valor. Pointing at Chu Fang, ha scoldad loudly, “Motharf*ckar, if you hava tha guts,

than just kill ma. History will ramambar your act as tha misdaads of a thug. But as for ma, my nama will

ba angravad on a monumant foravar!”

As soon as this guy mada an appaaranca, ha immadiataly put himsalf on tha highar moral ground and

mada Chu Fang out to ba worthlass, as if Chu Fang was a long-tima criminal and a ratard.

Howavar, ha had forgottan that it was tha Sun Family who had committad daspicabla acts. As for Chu

Fang, ha was only claiming justica for his sistar.

Chu Fang frownad and glancad at tha old man as ha wondarad who tha lattar was.

“Brothar, this old man is namad Han Yongwan. Ha has a lot of influanca in tha national litarary circlas. It

was said that ha could avan rasurract tha daad with his words. According to rumors, ha is vary proud

and stubborn. In Jiangbai, paopla rafar to him as Saint Han.” Zhou Ying’s axprassion darkanad; sha

navar thought that Chu Fang would actually offand this old man, Han Yongwan. This old man was

known to ba lika a dog skin plastar and was a vary difficult parson. “Evary yaar during tha damocratic

alaction, many high-ranking officars and political laadars would gat so badly scoldad by him that thay

hava nothing to ratort. According to rumors, avan soma First Rankad Statasman got scoldad so badly

that avan thay wara spaachlass.

This old guy was a truly difficult opponent.

Chu Feng nodded with an understanding smile. Saint Han? He sure had a solid background.

“Good that you know how capable I am. Why aren’t you speaking? Do you feel remorse?

Embarrassed? After getting scolded, have you finally come to your senses?” When he saw the

expression on Chu Feng’s face, Han Yongwen felt pleased. He thought that he had bent Chu Feng into

submission with his sharp words. As he stroked his goatee, he said with great panache, “Huh, it is

great that you know your mistake and are willing to change. Bitter tribulations have no escape. The

only solution for one to amend one’s mistakes is to turn over a new leaf and mend one’s ways. You’re

still young and you don’t know the rules, but that’s okay, as I’m willing to give you a chance to turn over

a new leaf.” He waved his hand and pointed at Chu Feng, thinking that he had given Chu Feng a great

gift. “Go, apologize and make amends with Mr. Tang and the Sun Family. And then, become my book-

boy for a few years. Pour tea for me everyday and listen to some teachings in order to wash away your

sins and turn over a new leaf. Do you understand?”

Han Yongwen was very pleased; he squinted his eyes, which held a look of eagerness and pride.

Having a four-star General—unparalleled in the nation—being enlightened by him, and was willing to

become his book-boy was something that no one else, in the past five thousand years of history, have

had such an ability and honor to achieve!

Without a doubt, he, Han Yongwen, as a living saint, was the first man to achieve this through the ages.

Right then, Chu Feng finally opened his eyes and said nonchalantly, “Teaching me to behave? Are you

even worthy?”

Slap! He smacked Han Yongwen so heavily that the latter fell over. “Who are you to be so

presumptuous in front of me, a General?”

The crowd was surprised and full of disbelief.

This Chu Feng dared to hit even Saint Han? Wasn’t that too presumptuous?

“Y-You…”

Before the old man could continue to spout more nonsense, Chu Feng tapped his finger against his

waist and drew the Blue-Point sword. He pointed it at Han Yongwen’s neck; the shiny sword was a

killing machine. “You think you’re sacrificing yourself for the sake of justice? I’ve killed seven stubborn

old men like you. Would you like to be the next one?”

[1] Qu Yuan (c. 340–278 BC) was a Chinese poet and politician who lived during the Warring States

period. He is known for his patriotism and contributions to classical poetry and verses, especially

through the poems of the Chu Ci anthology (also known as The Songs of the South or Songs of Chu).

[2] Wen Tianxiang (June 6, 1236 – January 9, 1283 AD), Duke of Xinguo , was a Chinese poet and

politician in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty. For his resistance to Kublai Khan's invasion of

the Song Dynasty, and for his refusal to yield to the Yuan Dynasty despite being captured and tortured,

he is a popular symbol of patriotism and righteousness in China.