Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 2165 - 2154: The Farce Ends

Just as they were about to be pierced like a honeycomb, these ice spikes seemed to have eyes, unexpectedly avoiding the two squads.It was precisely upon seeing this scene that Wilton deduced it was at least a composite magic involving more than two series.

Wind series magic for speed, ice series for the main attack.

As for this bizarre tracking method, even with his magical knowledge, he couldn't comprehend the mystery behind it.

Before long, the blue light on Du Wei's body flashed incessantly like an alarm light, indicating the scroll's power was about to be exhausted.

At the same time, he felt his body growing heavier, and the speed he had been maintaining slowed down.

This pause brought about the worst outcome.

Staring at the ice spike protruding through his chest, covered in blood, Du Wei's eyes widened, his expression twisting further as he fell to the ground with a pained moan.

"It's finally over."

Gazing at Du Wei's corpse, everyone present finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Witnessing the one-sided slaughter, the mercenaries present couldn't help but feel a sense of commiseration, their fear constantly growing as they looked at Ning Fan and his companion.

Ning Fan felt no burden over the death of these mercenaries.

If these mercenaries didn't die today, it would surely be the villagers of Hill Village who suffered in the future.

Perhaps the mercenaries wouldn't bother crossing the vast ocean to trouble the villagers.

But what if they did?

Ning Fan wouldn't gamble on the conscience of these people.

Especially considering the brutality and greed in the eyes of the burly man when he spoke, further revealing the mercenaries' true nature as wolves.

The near-childish farce ended, and Rebecca wanted to continue talking with Ning Fan.

But under Wilton's persuasion, she agreed to choose a more suitable time.

Regardless of who was right or wrong, given Ning Fan's decisive and ruthless methods on display during the recent slaughter, it was best to keep a safe distance for now.

Otherwise, given the strength of Ning Fan and Vivian, if they lashed out, everyone present would probably be doomed.

When Ning Fan returned, he was immediately treated like a hero.

No one had a sanctimonious outburst, thinking his methods were too extreme.

Though the villagers of Hill Village had never had blood on their hands, the difficult years had already hardened their hearts.

Only Sang Gan couldn't bring himself to smile, being the village chief responsible for hundreds of villagers.

The price of swift justice had become a lingering concern for him.

Sang Gan didn't pity the deceased, but he feared someone might reveal what happened today.

After all, who doesn't have a friend? If someone came seeking revenge, the village could face annihilation.

"Don't worry, old village chief. I will handle this matter."

Ning Fan, skilled in eliminating future troubles, certainly wouldn't overlook the potential repercussions.

These mercenaries were employed by Rebecca; this daughter of a marquis would surely know their background.

If they were lone wolves, naturally, dead meant dead. If there was a team behind them, he would uproot it.

As long as there were no more victims, the villagers would have no further worries.

Moreover, given Hill Island's location, it was uncertain if the other side would even risk crossing the sea.

Besides, with the entire village practicing martial arts, it wouldn't be long before the abundance of Fifth and Sixth Rank warriors provided enough self-defense.

Thus, Ning Fan wasn't worried about future dangers and never regretted teaching the villagers martial arts.

Once you step into the Jianghu, you're beyond control.

Since the entire village of Hill Village started cultivating, some things had already been set.

This generation of villagers might be able to suppress the urge to venture outside.

But when the next generation grows up, driven by youthful passion to explore, they will inevitably break the village's long-standing way of life.

With Sang Gan's wisdom, he couldn't have missed this point, yet he did not oppose it.

This is a world where strength dictates everything, and everyone trains hard to change the fate of future generations.

For generations, Hill Village lived as outcasts, surviving by fishing.

Do they genuinely love such a life?

No!

They simply couldn't change it.

If given a chance, they would be willing to bleed and sacrifice, paying any price to change their village's fate.

This is the prevailing value of Middle Earth.

Sang Gan wasn't concerned about grievances, only about running out of time and getting caught in trouble before the villagers matured.

Upon hearing Ning Fan's promise, Sang Gan's worries dissipated entirely.

"Lum, take some men and handle the bodies, recover the spoils."

Mentioning "spoils," a trace of excitement flashed across Sang Gan's wrinkled face.

Having had mercenary experiences himself, he always desired to obtain this symbol of honor but never had the chance.

"I've already spoken with them. We'll leave on their ship when the time comes."

When Ning Fan said this, Sang Gan was visibly taken aback, then nodded, as it was an expected outcome.

The same day of the life-and-death duel, the two mercenary squads regrouping on Hill Island returned to the Ship of Hope.

Having drifted at sea for months, no one desired solid land life more than them.

Yet no matter how strong the desire, it couldn't exceed the importance of their own lives.

A Sky Warrior and an Eighth Rank Magic Saint, in any other situation, these people would shamelessly lower themselves to seek guidance.

But a life-and-death duel made it clear to everyone just how ruthless the temperaments of these two experts were.

Something so trivial, yet this Sky Warrior pretended to be ignorant, intentionally provoking others to send themselves to their deaths.

Ruthless and sinister, he was no ordinary person.

In such circumstances,

Just a display of their strength, and none of this would have happened.

Those mercenaries would have been begging for mercy instead of daring to speak insolently.

The outcome, costing nearly twenty lives, revealed the true nature of the two.

Staying on the island and being "victimized" would indeed be an unjust death.

After Lum and others buried the deceased mercenaries, they returned with the looted spoils.

Calling them spoils, but to Ning Fan, they were just some junk.

"Too poor."

Vivian just glanced at them before looking away.

Could they not be poor?

If not, they wouldn't have agreed to Rebecca's employment for money.

These deceased mercenaries were penniless paupers, without even a copper coin on them.

Only the leather armor, plate armor, and metal weapons they wore held any value,

But value only in the eyes of the villagers.

Hill Village severely lacked ironware, the rare iron tools they had were used for farming and fishing, revered as treasures.

"Not even magical items, they're really down on their luck."

Ning Fan curled his lips in dissatisfaction with the spoils, promptly handing them to Sang Gan.

The next day, the wooden ship from the Ship of Hope once again docked by the shore.

Seeing Rebecca specially coming to him, Ning Fan joked, "Aren't you afraid I'd deliberately cause trouble for you?"

Hearing this, Rebecca's face turned slightly red, while Hilton was unbearably embarrassed.

It was Hilton who had reminded her to be cautious of Ning Fan's pretext to cause a scene, persuading Rebecca to return.