“Stephen Nash cousin, you and Charles Nash came to punish us, and our branch obediently handed over ten thousand taels of silver. Who would have thought that Charles Nash was tempted by the money and tried to kill you, but ended up being gravely injured by your ultimate move and died from his wounds... Tell me, did I say anything wrong?”
“You...” Stephen Nash originally wanted to rebuke him for talking nonsense, but when he saw the cold and sinister look in the young man’s eyes, he swallowed his words.
That look was like a savage beast from ancient times, ready to tear someone apart at any moment. Stephen Nash was just a disciple who relied on the power of others; he had never experienced such a situation before, and his heart was already wavering.
“A wise man submits to circumstances. I believe that’s what cousin Stephen Nash would say!” William Nash smiled faintly, and gently pinched the joints on the other’s body one by one.
“Ah... you... what... did you do to me...”
While still wondering why William Nash was doing this, Stephen Nash suddenly let out a miserable scream, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his forehead.
All the joints in his body felt as if someone was sawing them with an iron saw, the piercing pain making him feel like he could collapse at any moment.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you, this is something I learned from a master, called [Ziwu Bone-Grinding Force]. Anyone struck by this move will feel as if their joints are being ground by a millstone at midnight and noon every day. If not treated, after forty-nine days, all the joints will turn to pus and you’ll be completely crippled!”
William Nash rubbed his fingers, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
“And there’s one more thing you should know. This [Ziwu Bone-Grinding Force] was planted by me, and only I can remove it. Don’t even think about finding a second person in Luoshui City, or even in the entire Shenfeng Empire! A friendly reminder: if you try to forcefully remove it without the correct method, your pain will double. Originally, it only flares up at midnight and noon, but if you force it, it will also strike at dawn and afternoon...”
William Nash’s voice was not loud, but to Stephen Nash it sounded terrifying, sending a chill down his spine.
“Don’t worry... Charles Nash... is insane... I... will definitely report his crimes... and clear your name...”
Struggling to stand up, Stephen Nash hurriedly shouted in a voice even he could barely hear. There was nothing he could do—the pain from the [Ziwu Bone-Grinding Force] was just too much, and he had no choice but to give in.
“Cousin Stephen Nash is truly wise, understanding the situation so quickly. Then please take Charles Nash and leave our branch! I’m not providing any food!”
Waving his hand, William Nash’s lips curled into a smile.
“Yes...”
Struggling to lift Charles Nash onto his back, Stephen Nash slowly walked out, and soon left the courtyard.
“All the mistakes I made in my previous life, I will correct them all. Everything I lost, I will take back. And those who bullied me, I will make each and every one of you regret ever being born. I will show no mercy!”
Watching the two walk away, William Nash clenched his fist and made a solemn vow.
Having experienced life and death, William Nash was no longer the simple-minded person he was in his previous life; his mind had already undergone a complete transformation!
Chapter 0003 Thomas Nash
“Yun’er...”
Seeing her son defeat Charles Nash and Stephen Nash in an instant, leaving them on the brink of life and death, Linda Nash stood frozen in place, her body stiffening as if she were about to turn to stone.
Is this really my son William Nash?
A beginner at the Qi Nurturing stage defeating a peak Qi Nurturing expert... What on earth is going on?
As his mother, she knew William Nash’s personality better than anyone.
The family’s influence on him was too great—resilient yet a bit withdrawn, usually extremely cold and unwilling to speak to anyone. What happened to him today?
“Hehe, mother, let’s go back and rest early!”
Seeing his mother like this, William Nash knew exactly what she was thinking, and could only smile helplessly.
The matter of his rebirth was too complicated to tell anyone, not even his mother. William Nash could only play dumb and escort his confused mother back to her room.
Walking behind her, seeing the new strands of white hair at her temples, William Nash’s eyes grew slightly red.
In his previous life, how much had his mother worried and suffered for him? He never noticed any of it, and instead always blamed her. How utterly unfilial!
Mother, in my previous life, your son was useless, never letting you live a good life, and even caused you to fall off a cliff for my sake!
Mother, in my previous life, your son was foolish, making you worry about me all the time, and turning your hair white before you were even forty.
Mother, in my previous life, your son was immature, bringing such great trouble to the family and making you worry endlessly!
But, mother, in this life, with your son here, I will make you the happiest mother in the world! You will be proud of me, and I will make you proud!
Clenching his fists, William Nash made a vow in his heart.
...
After settling his mother, William Nash returned to the courtyard.
Every blade of grass and tree, every brick and stone in the courtyard matched his memories exactly. The excitement of living two lives filled William Nash’s chest.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
As he was recalling his past life, he suddenly heard a series of muffled sword winds from deep within the courtyard, as if someone was practicing swordsmanship.
A young and innocent face flashed through his mind, and William Nash’s heart tightened as he strode quickly toward the source of the sound.