RISE OF THE MARTIAL GOD

Tong Tong's eyes were wide with horror as she watched the knife which was about to sever off Xinglan's head. But the strike never fell, a shuriken knocked it off.

She looked up to see Anthony descending from the sky like some god, and tears of relief poured down her face.

Needles rained down on the assasins, rooting them to the spot.

Miao Miao screamed again and Anthony zoomed towards her. The thug had already pulled down his pants and was holding his thing, in readiness to pierce through.

"What are you doing, you mother fuckers?" Anthony roared, pushing them away with a gust of wind.

The one about to penetrate her stood up to face him in anger, his dick still hanging out.

"Get out little boy. Go home, or you get hurt." He spat, pointing at Anthony.

"Exactly what I wanted to say. How dare you attempt to rape a young girl with that pencil dick, smaller than a needle?"

The thug's face reddened in anger, such criminals with low self esteem hated it the most when people made snide comments about their manhood or looked down on them.

"You little brat!"

The other man whose robe was untied also rushed at Anthony who just landed on the ground.

With a wave of his hand a shuriken zapped off the man's hanging dick which he was about to put back into his pants, alongside the hand holding it.

He screamed in pain and the crying Miao Miao rushed to Anthony hiding behind him.

"You bastard, how dare you?"

"Castration is the least of all the punishments you deserve for your evil." Anthony replied, one of his hands casually behind him.

"You despicable brat." His counterpart screamed and rushed at Anthony.

A shuriken knocked the knife off his hand, while another castrated him.

He screamed in pain and horror, his hand going to his groin. But only blood was oozing out. The shriveled piece of meat fell off alongside some parts of his clothes, making a plop sound which made Miao Miao scream. But she was rather relieved to know the offensive things had been cut off.

"Xinglan Jie!" He heard Tong Tong scream at that moment, making his heart skip multiple beats.

"I don't have time to deal with you guys now. Take this!"

He shot two sets of poison into their body and hung them upside down on the trees with a snap of his fingers.

"Since you like to be predators, I will leave you for your fellow predators. Good luck on having vultures, owls, eagles and other wild beasts eat you up. I hope you die very slowly. Don't die today."

"You…" One of the assassins muttered, but he was too weak from blood loss.

With a wave of his fingers, Anthony made the valuables on them disappear into his empty storage bag.

Miao Miao, who was still shaking, reached out to hold him, seeking for comfort. He immediately side stepped her, his nose crinkling up in disgust.

"Don't touch me with those dirty hands of yours, you disgust me." He spat and made his way out.

She burst into tears, but ran after him nevertheless, terrified of being left alone.

Anthony rushed to the unconscious Xinglan and checked her breathing.

Tong Tong was crying heavily as she hugged Xinglan. She looked at Miao Miao who just came out of the forest, adjusting her clothes while crying profusely.

"It's all your fault, you selfish beast!" Tong Tong roared, looking at her.

"Even when she was besieged by enemies, you kept calling for her, making her distracted and panicky till they did this to her. Xinglan Jie. Ah"

Miao Miao began to cry heavily.

"It's not my fault. It's not my fault. I was terrified, she was supposed to protect me."

Anthony, who was examining Xinglan, looked up at her with hate the moment she said that. Her entitlement exploded louder than bombs in his mind.

He shook his head and carried Xinglan to the side under the tree where they initially camped.

He brought out his medical box and quickly undressed her. There were at least ten wounds on her body, in addition to the two major stab wounds.

Tong Tong knelt beside her, hitting her chest in agony as she wept, slapping herself while scolding herself for asking Xinglan to camp there.

Anthony glared at her in anger.

"You, what's your problem? Why are you making so much noise and confusing me? Shut the fuck up and allow me to concentrate."

Tong Tong covered her mouth with her bloody palms, hiccupping as she tried to hold back her sobs.

Anthony disinfected the wound and began the treatment, feeding her a mix of pills, elixirs, herbs and even using modern injections for her treatment. Soon he had bandaged her deep wounds and covered the rest with gauze.

"Give me a new set of clothes."

Tong Tong obeyed and he dressed her up.

"Young master, is she alright? She won't…" A lump formed in Tong Tong's throat as she tried to speak, fighting back tears.

"She won't… she won't die, right? Please don't let her die. Ah ah."

"She won't die. I'm here now, nothing will happen to her."

She threw herself into Anthony's arms, wailing loudly. He sighed helplessly and patted her back, letting her cry.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have said I'm tired. I let her camp here. I'm the one that made her like this. Xinglan Jie. Ahh." Her muttered words of self loathing alongside her heavy tears made Anthony develop a throbbing headache.

"You're wounded, undress, let me treat you." But she kept crying, not moving an inch.

He sighed in exasperation and tore of her outer robes, leaving her in her inner wear, but she was too disoriented to notice her current state.

He began to treat her wounds. Soon, they were all wrapped in gauze. Anthony changed the soiled dressing of the burn wound on her face. The wound was healing nicely, the face almost restored.

At once, he remembered how wicked and selfish Miao Miao was. He gritted his teeth and completed the treatment, holding back the anger bubbling inside his heart.

"Dress in new clothes." He whispered and stood up.

He killed the assassins whom he had frozen with poisoned needles and removed the treasures on them, storing them away.

But unlike other times, his heart felt heavy and he couldn't bring himself to be happy for the items he got nor to check them with excitement.

He turned to see Miao Miao still squatting to the side crying.

"And you, why are you still sitting there crying? Clean yourself and don't look as disgusting as you are." He shouted, throwing a pebble at her.

She held her arm and began to cry as if Anthony killed her with the tiny pebble.

"What wrong did I do? Why do you keep attacking me? I didn't ask to get assaulted. Why are you treating me like this?" She wailed, wiping her tears, which only succeeded in making more mess. The dirt on her palm stained her face the more.

"You keep calling me dirty, if I'm that disgusting to you, just kill me already instead of treating me like scum."

Anthony chuckled.

"I might very well kill you, you piece of trash. Do you think I'm Xinglan? Gaslighting doesn't work on me, tears are useless before me. You better shut up before I come to settle accounts with you."

Miao Miao stood up and pointed at him.

"You bastard without a conscience. You sent those men to rape me! You have always hated me! I hate you!"

"Excuse me?" Anthony growled in fury, his eyes turning red at the false accusations.

"Miao Miao, you have gone mad. Young master just saved our lives—again. How can you say such hurtful words to him?"

"Shut up, you! What about the hurtful words he said to me? He kept calling me disgusting because the men he sent to rape me assaulted me. He's a two faced bastard pretending to be a hero while he's a demon. He's the one that sent those men to kill us."