Legend Management Bureau Chapter 191

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Du Yu supported the injured man. With Qu Xi and Weaver Girl following close behind, the four of them walked out of Meng Po’s house.

“Brother, where are you going?” Du Yu asked. “Are you really not going to treat your injuries?”

“No…” The man shook his head. “I am truly grateful that you saved me, but I must take my leave now…”

The man slowly pushed Du Yu away and walked forward alone. However, one of his legs was completely broken, and every meter he walked brought him agonizing pain.

“Hey!” Du Yu shouted. “You’ll die after taking just a few more steps like that.”

“Even if I die, I have to keep going.”

Left with no other choice, Du Yu stepped forward and supported the man again. “How about this? Since I’ve already helped you, I might as well see it through to the end. Tell me who you’re looking for, and I’ll help you get there.”

“Help me?” The man’s eyes suddenly widened. “No… You have already helped me once. We are neither family nor friends; I wouldn’t dare expect you to help me again.”

Du Yu quickly shook his head and said, “If I help you now but you still end up dying, then what was the point of helping you in the first place? You might as well let me help you all the way so I can have peace of mind.”

Then, he slowly moved his hand down to touch a gash on his leg. Gritting his teeth, he dug out a few spirit stones directly from the wound.

Blood instantly splattered across the ground.

“Holy crap!” Du Yu exclaimed. “You hid the spirit stones inside your wound?! Why?!”

“It was the only way… to keep those people from finding them…” The man looked at Du Yu and shoved the blood-soaked spirit stones into his hands. “Brother… I don’t think I can hold on much longer… My younger brother is waiting for me on the South Street… He needs these spirit stones…”

Du Yu paused in surprise. A younger brother?

‘Good heavens, both of them are here?!’

Not only did they possess extraordinary cultivation and resilient physical bodies, but they also had the constitution of Operators. If he could win them over, they would definitely be two excellent helpers.

Since the “Saint” was in the future and he was in the past, he could personally reform this pair of brothers and have them work for him from now on. Wouldn’t that be a foolproof plan?

The “future” had its advantages, but the “past” had its own tactics.

No matter who the “Saint” was, Du Yu could constantly alter the past of his subordinates. Even if the future assassins were not these two brothers, it would be fine. He would just modify the past of whichever one he encountered.

Thinking about it this way, there might come a day when the “Saint” woke up to find that he no longer had any lackeys to order around.

This was a battle between Du Yu and the “Saint,” as well as a battle between the past and the future.

“I really am a freaking genius…” Du Yu muttered slowly.

“W-what did you say?” The man stared blankly at Du Yu.

“Nothing, nothing at all,” Du Yu replied. “Rest assured, you won’t die, and your brother will be fine too. Keep these spirit stones. If you need more, I’ll pay for them.”

With that said, Du Yu stuffed the spirit stones back into the man’s hands.

“Ah?” The man’s hand trembled continuously as he held the spirit stones. He whispered, “I am sorry…”

“Sorry for what?” Du Yu paused. “What are you apologizing for?”

“I never expected you to genuinely help me. I lied to you…” The man sighed and explained, “I cast a spell on these spirit stones. They will explode in an hour, and my brother isn’t actually on the South Street… You helped me so much, yet I harbored malicious intentions. I am truly ashamed…”

Du Yu could not help but nod slightly. This man actually had a decent character; he had simply followed the wrong master. ‘From now on, I will teach you how to be a proper person…’

“Brother, it’s just a few spirit stones. I won’t let you lose your lives over something so trivial.”

Du Yu hoisted the man onto his back and told him, “Don’t worry, you don’t need to tell me where your brother is, because I am bringing you along. If I make any suspicious moves on the way, you can snap my neck from behind immediately.”

Seeing this scene, Qu Xi and Weaver Girl were both a bit worried. Was this man really not an assassin? Why was Du Yu trusting him so easily?

The man being carried by Du Yu looked incredibly panicked. “Absolutely not! You have already done so much for me, I cannot order you around like this…”

“Enough nonsense. Let’s go.”

Ignoring the man’s protests, Du Yu carried him on his back and set off down the pitch-black street.

Qu Xi and Weaver Girl could only follow silently behind.

“Brother, what is your name?” Du Yu asked.

“I… I don’t remember…”

“Amnesia?” Du Yu nodded slightly. “You lost your memory but still remember that you have a brother?”

The man offered a bitter smile and replied, “My brother and I are not related by blood. We are just wandering spirits and wild ghosts stranded here. Like me, he does not remember who he is either. So I call him my younger brother, and he calls me his older brother. It’s just a title.”

“Oh, I see!” Du Yu understood a bit more now. No wonder the two of them did not look alike. “To put it plainly, you are sworn brothers. I also know eight sworn brothers. If there’s a chance, I’ll introduce you to them.”

“Sworn brothers…?” The man muttered to himself. “We are just wild ghosts whose lives hang by a thread. Every single day, we rack our brains just trying to survive. We don’t have the luxury of becoming sworn brothers.”

“Things are different now. Starting today, you are no longer wandering spirits,” Du Yu declared. “If you do not mind, I am willing to take you in.”

“Eh?”

The man felt as if he were dreaming. He had been wandering in the Inner Yellow Springs for a long time. Was there really someone in this world who would save him, give him money, and then offer him shelter? Did this person truly have no ulterior motives?

“May I ask… why are you doing this?” the man inquired.

“It’s nothing, really,” Du Yu explained. “I can sense a special power within you, and our department happens to need that power.”

“A special power?” the man asked. “What kind of power?”

“The power to travel through space and time,” Du Yu answered seriously. “This power might even be related to your amnesia.”

The man slowly began to realize that Du Yu’s identity was likely far from simple, so he quickly asked, “Brother, do you know something?”

“Simply put… you, just like me, are a product of this world’s ‘errors.’ However, the circumstances behind the birth of each error are different. You having no prior memories is very likely because you suddenly appeared on this street one day.”

“I… I don’t quite understand…” The man furrowed his brows.

“That’s alright. As long as you follow me, you will slowly understand it all later.”

Du Yu carried the man on his back, chatting casually with him, and before they knew it, they had been walking for over ten minutes.

The more Weaver Girl looked around, the more familiar the surrounding scenery felt. She could not help but grow suspicious. The administrator of this street… was none other than Cowherd.

A short while later, guided by the man, the group arrived at a bustling alleyway. The man slowly reached out and pointed at a bar in front of them. “My brother is inside…”

“What the hell?!” Du Yu paused in shock. “Isn’t this a bar? You were getting beaten to a pulp at Meng Po’s place while your brother is here drinking?”

“Of course not, Brother,” the man said, shaking his head slightly. “Earlier, my brother suffered severe injuries. We fled to the entrance of this bar, and the owner took us in… But he told me that treating my brother’s injuries would require money, so I had no choice but to steal.”

“So you went and stole Meng Po’s spirit stones?” Du Yu let out an exasperated sigh. “There are so many wandering spirits and wild ghosts around here, and you are obviously a strong fighter. You could have just robbed a few random ghosts to gather enough money. Why on earth did you provoke the ruler of this street?”

“I didn’t know who she was…” the man admitted. “I just saw that her house was massive, so I figured I could steal a lot of money there…”

“You really are a straightforward guy…” Du Yu shook his head. “Let’s go, we’ll go see your brother. Now he’s not the only one severely injured—you are, too.”

“Uh… I am truly ashamed…” the man replied awkwardly.

Weaver Girl’s expression had been unnatural the entire time. Just as Du Yu was about to push open the entrance to the bar, she stepped forward and shattered the door into pieces with a single kick.

Du Yu, Qu Xi, and the man on Du Yu’s back instantly dropped their jaws in shock.

“Wea-Wea-Weaver Girl, what are you doing?” Du Yu had never expected her to suddenly cause trouble. Would someone who opened a bar in a place like this be a pushover?

Sure enough, seeing someone causing a scene, a large swarm of thugs rushed out. They were all wearing black shirts, and although they had grotesque and bizarre appearances, every one of them wore a fierce, thuggish expression.

“Who’s causing trouble?!” A bald brute stepped forward, his black shirt stretched tight across his bulging muscles.

Weaver Girl also took a step forward and glared coldly at the brute. “I have something to ask Cowherd. Tell him to get his ass out here.”

The brute was visibly taken aback for a moment, but then he roared in anger, “Where are you from?! Do you think you have the right to speak Brother Lang’s name?!”

Du Yu drew in a sharp breath. Good heavens, this bar was opened by Cowherd?

But why? Why was Weaver Girl suddenly so angry?

Logically speaking, since Cowherd had taken in the “brother,” shouldn’t he be a good person?

The bald brute clearly did not recognize Weaver Girl, as he threw a vicious punch right at her.

Although Du Yu could not see spiritual energy, he knew that Weaver Girl’s cultivation base was definitely no weaker than that of the Eight Great Netherworld Emissaries. He watched as she simply reached out and caught the bald brute’s massive fist firmly in her hand.

Seeing that this woman was indeed here to stir up trouble, the surrounding thugs immediately channeled their spells. Some even pulled out their magical treasures.

Weaver Girl let out a cold snort. The shawl draped over her shoulders flew up on its own, rapidly swirling around her and repelling all their spells and treasures.

“Quick, notify Brother Lang!” the bald brute roared over his shoulder. “It must be the people from the ‘Barren Mountain’ coming to trash our turf!”

With a flick of her wrist, Weaver Girl sent the brute flying backward. Then, she pulled out a slender silver needle and sewed a rope out of thin air. The rope seemed to have a life of its own, instantly wrapping around and binding several of the lackeys.

“Who dares to run wild in my shop?!”

A furious roar echoed from the second floor of the bar. A figure wearing a mink coat leaped down and caught the flying brute.

“Don’t worry. Anyone who dares to hurt my brothers will die here today.”

The man gently placed the brute on the ground and slowly raised his head. Even in the pitch-black Underworld, he was wearing a pair of sunglasses. Beneath his mink coat, he sported a black shirt and a thick gold necklace.

The moment this person appeared, the entire atmosphere inside the bar shifted. Although his cultivation did not appear to be high, his aura was astonishing.

He lifted his gaze and scanned the troublemakers, his eyes eventually landing on Weaver Girl.

After the air froze for three agonizing seconds, this terrifyingly imposing man dropped straight to his knees with a heavy thud.