Chapter 2640: Your Master

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Lin Kong grabbed the mouse’s tail in his hand. The mouse struggled desperately, turned its head out of panic, and bit Lin Kong’s hand hard.

"Oh, it hurts so much!"

Lin Kong was in pain and immediately let go of the mouse’s tail. The mouse seized the opportunity and quickly scurried away into the grass, disappearing.

"Damn it!"

On his finger, there were obvious blood marks from two teeth. Lin Kong was extremely frustrated. When you’re unlucky, even mice bully you.

Alas, it seems tonight’s dinner will be wild vegetables again.

Thinking of wild vegetables, Lin Kong immediately felt that even the saliva he swallowed was bitter. His stomach was stuffed with grass these past few days. Just thinking of wild vegetables made him nauseous.

In the morning, he sneaked into a village to steal a duck, was chased by villagers, and during the escape, the duck scratched him all over, leaving him without the courage to steal from the village again.

For now, the only option is to hide in the Deep Mountains and Ancient Forests for a few days, waiting for his martial power to recover, and then he can eat whatever he wants.

..............

City Gate Tower.

A long line formed with two rows, consisting of people entering the city. Their clothing was varied, from worn-out clothes to silk and satin fabrics. They held various items in their hands — vegetables, firewood, grain, and even goods for small trades. They were all local villagers bringing things into the Capital to sell for some living expenses.

A few Government Soldiers at the gate, holding spears, inspected them one by one, and only when confirming there were no dangerous items, they let them enter the city.

When it was a Weirdo with no arms and legs’ turn, the soldiers stopped him, their eyes filled with disdain. Someone with no hands or feet crawling on the ground to enter the city? Not afraid of being laughed at.

"Hey, you’re so ugly, you’re not allowed to enter the Capital," one soldier said fiercely.

The Weirdo raised his head, asked, "Who decided that? Is it the old Emperor?"

The impatient soldier rolled his eyes and rudely replied, "It’s a rule set by me, Master, how about that? Go, go, go, you’re not allowed in the city, hurry up and get out, don’t hinder others from entering."

The Weirdo was pissed too. Damn it, it’s his first official day of entering the city, and the guards were looking down on him, not only stopping him but also stealing his lines.

The Weirdo sneered and asked, "Whose Master are you?"

The guards didn’t take him seriously as he lacked limbs and laughed in unison, "We are all Masters, what can you do about it?"

Just as the guards finished speaking, suddenly, they saw a blur and a black shadow swept past them, followed by a sharp pain on their faces...

"Smack, smack...!"

Each of them got hit squarely in the face, the attack was heavy, tears welled up from the pain.

"Who? Who did this?"

They looked around, the Weirdo was still lying on the ground, definitely not him, but besides him, the line consisted of honest villagers. Who had the guts to hit them?

"Your Master did!"

The Weirdo was utterly fearless. He dared to walk into the Capital openly today, not afraid of causing trouble. Besides, the old witch, the Empress Dowager, was dead; in the Capital, no one but the War Prince and his wife knew his identity. He was very safe now.

"Oh dear, an old cripple not keeping his head down as a human, but still so arrogant, are you tired of living?" The gate guards were habitually arrogant, never been disrespected, but the Weirdo stepped on their authority, and the slap in the face made them feel their authority was challenged.