Leaving No Future Trouble

In the heavens and earth, a stretch of dead silence.

Only the constantly scraping cold wind let out a sobbing sound.

East end of the village, before Vuong Hi's house.

The villagers looked at the fainted Vuong Hi, swallowing their saliva.

Ruthless, too ruthless.

Breaking someone's leg at the slightest provocation.

First Lu Tam, then Vuong Hi.

When the sound of that bone breaking rang out, the villagers only felt as if their own legs had also been broken.

Just then, Tran Mac turned his head back.

That cold face made the villagers fearfully retreat another half step.

And those who had previously declared they would follow Vuong Hi hurriedly cleared their relationship with him.

After all, Vuong Hi's leg was now broken; no need to worry about his revenge.

Tran Mac certainly couldn't beat up everyone. He raised his voice, "I, Tran Mac, am not such an unreasonable person. It is often said, if others don't offend me, I won't offend them. To let everyone know, the reason I beat them is because this scoundrel harassed my sister-in-law before, and this morning wanted to humiliate her again."

The villagers smiled embarrassedly; no one dared to be a smart mouth. Instead, they whispered in agreement that he should be beaten, beaten well.

Tran Mac once again removed the handle from his knife, tied the wood-chopping knife to his waist. As he was about to leave, he suddenly saw that half-butchered wild boar meat.

Tran Mac naturally wouldn't snatch it away; this was hunted back by the entire village, everyone had a share. If he snatched it, the whole village would really fight him to the death.

What caught his eye was the stripped wild boar skin beside it.

He had heard his sister-in-law say before, this wild boar skin was quite valuable.

He walked over; the villagers in front hurriedly made way.

He picked up that wild boar skin. A layer of loose grease was wrapped on it, about two fingers thick. He shook it; it was quite heavy. His eyes swept around: "Whose skin is this?"

"Bro Hi's, no, Vuong Ma Tu's..." an old woman said.

"Then it's mine." Tran Mac put the wild boar skin into a bag, then patted the wood-chopping knife at his waist and said casually, "You all don't have any objections, right?"

"No."

"No."

Voices rang out in twos and threes.

"That's good then."

Passing by Luu Nhi Cau, seeing him still groaning, Tran Mac kicked him until he fainted: "Noisy."

Finished speaking, he swaggered away, leaving the villagers looking at each other.

After a good while, someone finally spoke.

"How did Bro Mac suddenly become so formidable?"

"His Dai Lang was said to have achieved merits on the battlefield. Could he have left some formidable things for Bro Mac? Bro Hi couldn't even last one round against him."

"Vuong Hi is finished this time..."

...

In his own courtyard, Han An Nuong was like a "waiting-for-husband rock," craning her neck to look into the distance. She originally wanted to go over and see.

But she knew this was different from before; Uncle was going to fight.

If she followed, she would only become Uncle's burden.

Although she hadn't read books, her mind was clear.

After waiting for a long time, seeing Tran Mac return, Han An Nuong immediately rushed forward to greet him.

Tran Mac knew what she wanted to ask, smiled faintly and said, "Sister-in-law, rest assured. I only broke one of Vuong Ma Tu's legs, didn't harm his life."

Han An Nuong: "..."

"An An, Sister-in-law, is the food ready?" Tran Mac said.

Han An Nuong, seeing what had happened, could only sigh. Thinking of when Lu Tam's leg was broken, Uncle was fine; this time it should also be okay.

She said gently, "Uncle, wait a moment, the food will be ready immediately."

At this time, she finally noticed what Tran Mac was holding: "Uncle, what is this?"

"Wild boar skin. Vuong Ma Tu's compensation."

"Hmm?"

Han An Nuong stared. Uncle broke Vuong Ma Tu's leg, and Vuong Ma Tu still compensated Uncle with a wild boar skin?

"This is what he should give."

...

Breakfast was a bit worse than the meals of the past few days: wild boar meat with wheat bran. The wheat bran in it was a bit scratchy on the throat.

As if seeing the doubt on Tran Mac's face: "Uncle, besides meat, there isn't much other grain left."

Tran Mac nodded lightly: "In a few days, I'll go to the county town to take a look. Just right, Sister-in-law, you process this wild boar skin, and I'll take it to the county town to sell together."

Han An Nuong hummed softly in agreement.

Then fell into a brief silence.

Han An Nuong bit her chopsticks, looking at Tran Mac who was eating big mouthfuls of meat, still couldn't help but say a few words: "Uncle, I'm not blaming you. It's just that I feel when Uncle fights with others in the future, you should still go a little easier, don't always break people's legs..."

Han An Nuong felt that the current world was chaotic, and the yamen wouldn't bother with this kind of thing. But if the world stabilized later, Uncle acting like today would definitely lead to trouble.

Tran Mac knew Han An Nuong was naturally kind-hearted and didn't explain to her, just nodded lightly.

"Then Uncle, you listen to me." Han An Nuong's eyebrows danced with joy.

"Family matters, I listen to you. Outside matters, you listen to me."

Tran Mac looked up at Han An Nuong: "Sister-in-law, that Vuong Ma Tu harassed you repeatedly, and even..., I broke one of his legs, that's already letting him off lightly."

Tran Mac wasn't wrong in saying this; after all, the original owner was already dead.

He had occupied the original owner's body.

"Anyway, Sister-in-law, with me here, no one will think of bullying you in the future." Tran Mac patted his chest and said.

Han An Nuong turned her head away, her face flushed red, her heartbeat quickened again. After calming down, she said, "Uncle, you broke his leg. What if he retaliates against us later? After all, so many people follow him."

"Rest assured, Sister-in-law. Just a group of ruffians, they won't be so loyal to Vuong Ma Tu. Besides, now each one of them is scared out of their wits. Done..."

Saying so, Tran Mac's words paused. The so-called open spear is easy to dodge, but a hidden arrow is hard to guard against.

Vuong Ma Tu was not like Lu Tam.

What if later, he took advantage of him not being at home, secretly played tricks? He would regret it too late.

Before he transmigrated, he had seen no small amount of such news.

"Sister-in-law, rest assured. This kind of thing won't happen." Tran Mac took a large bite of meat, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

[Nourishing meat consumption +0.05, Nourishing Blood Technique experience +0.05.]

...

...

That night, the moonlight was bright, and a layer of frost had formed on the ground. The temperature had dropped quite a bit again.

After sensing Han An Nuong was already asleep, Tran Mac sat up.

It could be seen that his clothes were still on. He picked up the wood-chopping knife, then flipped out through the window, also carefully and seriously closing it.

He deliberately found a piece of cloth to cover his face, then circled past the houses in the village, like a ghost, and stealthily arrived at the east end of the village.

Phuc Trach Village wasn't large. In such cold weather, no one would be wandering around outside.

Tran Mac easily snuck to Vuong Hi's front door.

Vuong Hi's house still had a light on; voices could be heard coming from inside.

"Bro Vuong Hi, Yao Nhi, Thiet Nguu, those guys are just... bastards! Not a bit of loyalty! All ran away! Yesterday when eating meat, each one spoke so pleasantly." Luu Nhi Cau rubbed his bruised face, sat by the bedside. Missing a tooth, he even lisped a little when speaking, gritting his teeth as he said:

"And that kid Tran Mac, how did he suddenly become so formidable? This grudge, we're afraid we can't avenge it?"

Vuong Hi looked down at his already broken right thigh, his face gloomy, then said, "This grudge, we must avenge! If we can't do it openly, we'll do it secretly.

Nhi Cau, tomorrow you go to the county town and buy two packets of arsenic. Then find a way to put it into his family's water vat. I want to kill them all."..