But upon seeing Lian Chengyu, he immediately showed fear, unsure of what he had to do.
“Young…Young master Lian?”
Yi Yun retreated a few steps, as if he had been shocked by Lian Chengyu’s sudden appearance.
Lian Chengyu frowned; this kid did not die?
His original attempted murder was indeed a matter of convenience. The main reason was the hate he felt Yi Yun had for him. Lian Chengyu was afraid that during the critical stages of the refinement process, and the combination of the lack of food and deaths would incite the villagers. Lian Chengyu was afraid that Yi Yun who could easily incite the villagers would cause a riot due to Yi Yun’s hate for himself.
Lian Chengyu was pursuing the highest standards of martial arts, to be someone to lord over millions. With this goal, he had the mentality of an emperor. A person of Yi Yun’s stature was negligible. In order to prevent any potential danger; having Yi Yun dead was no big deal. Lian Chengyu had killed numerous; after all the desolate bones refinement alone would cause many deaths.
Since killing Yi Yun was a small matter, Lian Chengyu did not take it to heart. He had previously not verified Yi Yun’s fate. It was only after he left his isolation that he discovered Yi Yun alive, puzzling him.
For a lowly poor person to not die under his own attack, what could have happened? Were his own skills not enough?
“What are you doing here?” Lian Chengyu asked.
“Answering Young master, I heard that Lord Zhao was recruiting strong men to refine the desolate bones. I also heard that we could get bacon, so I’m thinking of trying.”
“Oh?” After hearing Yi Yun’s words, Lian Chengyu’s eyes burned with contempt. Yi Yun was only twelve, yet his words on the day of the ration distribution were unlike that of a twelve-year-old child. He also had the ability to incite the people to riot, making him an unstable factor in Lian Chengyu’s calculations.
But now, Yi Yun looked like a kid. What could a person who only had eyes on bacon do?
Lian Chengyu could not be bothered with Yi Yun except for the mysterious failure to kill Yi Yun.
“Since you want to refine the desolate bones, why don’t you sign up? What are you doing out here?”
“To…To be honest to Young master, Lord Zhao only wants people who are at least second tier males, but for me…I…”
Yi Yun’s voice lowered once he said that. It was as if he was ashamed of his tiny strength, and was unable to say anything further.
Lian Chengyu’s contempt in his eyes became clearer. This idiot, to think I thought so highly of him. That’s right, he’s just twelve, what sort of schemes could he have.
Lian Chengyu forgot that he too wasn’t that old. He was only seventeen. Among the other seventeen year olds, he was the worldliest, but he was still a bit too young. He could never have dreamed that the twelve year old in front of him had the soul of an adult.
“Since you have the heart, and are willing to give your strength to the Lian tribal clan, I will not forbid it. Seeing how ambitious you are, you are a person worthy of grooming. I’ll make an exception and give you a chance.”
Lian Chengyu gave Yi Yun a few words of “encouragement”.
This retard can contribute a bit of strength, although he’s a sickly kid, his fitness does not matter when using him to absorb the Frost toxin. …