So, The Show Is About To Begin

"Si… I am hungry, and cold." a girl spoke to the boy sitting next to her. 

"Li, I will try to steal something again today." The boy replied back with clenched fists. 

"No, don't, you got beaten up two times in previous days because of stealing the food, I don't want you to get hurt again."

"But… we don't have any choice, if I don't steal anything to eat… we will die of hunger." 

"I wonder what happened to the uncle. He has not come to meet us for the previous week. Do you think… he doesn't want to meet us anymore because my mother died?"

"I don't know, I went to meet him at his house, but the aunty scolded me and said not to go to their house again." 

A person wearing a cloak and a hood was listening to them. He stood outside their house, and examined them for a while before leaving. It was Yang Zhai. 

It had been a week since he killed their uncle: however, he did not go to them yet. He wanted to let them feel the clutches of life and let them experience it before going to them. 

If he had gone to them the moment he killed their uncle or without letting them experience the hardships, they would not listen to him. It was simple, he wanted to make them feel indebted to him, to the point that they must cling to him by themselves. 

In this way, he would always be in an active position when dealing with them. However, if he had helped them without letting them suffer, they would not have felt indebted to him. After all, they still would not have suffered enough. 

"However, they have still not endured enough." Yang Zhai smiled. He knew what he had to do now, and therefore, he went to the same bazaar where the mother of the girl was burned alive. 

After walking around the bazaar for a while, he found the man who had burned the girl's mother a week ago. Yang Zhai did not directly go to him and tailed him for three days. 

After confirming that the man had nothing to do with the people he was investigating, he went to him after three days,

"HI there, can I talk to you about something?" Yang Zhai said to the middle aged man. 

"Huh? Who are you? Aren't you the one I saw a week ago?" 

"That's not important, but do you want to know about the girl who humiliated you around a week ago." Yang Zhai was not interested in introductions and directly got to the point. 

Even though the girl had not humiliated the man, he used this word deliberately. Yang Zhai had understood this man's personality the moment he saw the man. He knew that this person was very proud to be a cultivator, and if someone said that he was humiliated, could the man endure this? 

"What? Do you know who I am? I am a noble cultivator, and how dare you talk to me like this?" 

The middle aged man had just said this and was about to activate a technique, when Yang Zhai grabbed the man's wrist and clasped it tightly. He put force behind his grasp. 

"Do you want to be humiliated by me too? A girl humiliated you in the whole bazaar, and you killed someone else instead of her and let her go, but you still don't feel humiliated? And you call yourself a cultivator." Yang Zhai said with a calm face. He was evoking the anger of the man. 

However, the middle aged man did not say anything and kept on staring at Yang Zhai with a shocked expression. It was because his wrist was already starting to feel pain, and he felt that if the person in front of him wanted to, he could break his wrist easily. 

Nobody was so foolish as to fight even when they knew their opponent's strength. Everyone cared for their lives and everything else was secondary. 

"I wanted you to join our group and become stronger after dealing with the one who humiliated you. But it seems impossible now. Anyway, we are about to leave the village, but before leaving, I will tell you the location of the girl who embarrassed you in front of the whole village." 

Yang Zhai told the middle aged about the house of the two kids and walked away. 

The middle aged man kept on staring at the disappearing Yang Zhai in a daze and returned to reality after Yang Zhai disappeared from his view. 

Two days later, 

Yang Zhai was standing away from the house of the two kids, looking at the surroundings. He was waiting for the middle aged man to strike. For the past two days, he had been only keeping his eyes on the two kids and did not even investigate the village. 

He knew that the middle aged man would strike no matter what. Even if he did not, he had other plans in reserve. 

He did not always believe that his plan would succeed even if it had a hundred percent success rate. After all, anything could happen. 

Therefore, he would think of many possibilities which could happen, and would develop many plans according to these possibilities. 

The condition of the girl and the boy had worsened. They were getting thin because of not eating properly and the Cold. 

And the boy was also injured because of the many beatings, his condition was worse than the girl's. He had tried to steal the food many times, but never succeeded. 

The food they ate was collected from the few people who took pity on them. However, even this happened only a few times. They could only eat one time in two days. If their luck was good, they also ate two times in two days. 

If this kept on, they would die for sure, because of hunger and the Cold.

It was around afternoon when Yang Zhai saw the middle aged man coming from one side of the street.

He stood far away from the house and stared at the man coming towards the house. 

"So, the show is about to begin." Yang Zhai mumbled with a smile. 

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