Starting as a God-Emperor by Intercepting Destiny

0063 Are you going to be a coward for life, or a hero for a quarter of an hour?

To lower or not to lower?

Ever since Lin Fengxue was tricked by Yuwen Yi and mistakenly entered the White Tiger Hall.

His life changed.

Lin Fengxue was originally a commoner from the Yujing Martial Arts School, and his family had considerable wealth.

Because of his exceptional talent, he caught the eye of Zhou Xiong and was taken in as his last disciple.

Through his own efforts and talent, Lin Fengxue became a master of innate martial arts at the age of twenty, proficient in various martial arts, and was a promising talent with the potential to become a grandmaster.

While his martial arts skills weren't the best, he was most adept at teaching disciples and training soldiers.

With the help of his master Zhou Xiong, he quickly became a military instructor in the Beijing Garrison, making a living under the command of the Earl of Anyuan, and living a pretty good life.

In the vast city of Yujing, they could be considered a middle-class family—not rich, but not poor either.

Occasionally, Lin Fengxue would visit the brothel to connect with his colleagues.

Lin Fengxue was a man of integrity and purity. He only drank and chatted, and had no improper thoughts about the courtesan. He also rarely touched the girls in the brothel to avoid getting into trouble.

It must have been his fate to suffer a calamity.

That day, Lin Fengxue was cultivating a relationship with his superiors, hoping to elevate his position from instructor to commander-in-chief, and was preparing a large sum of money.

Unexpectedly, they encountered Du Zangfeng, the young commander of the Xuanwu Army.

Lin Fengxue belonged to the Beijing Military Region, which was not part of the same system as Du Zangfeng, and the two originally had little interaction.

That day, the Seven Seas Alliance invited Du Zangfeng to the Fengyue Tower to discuss business, hoping to open up trade routes in Xuanzhou.

In an effort to curry favor with Du Zangfeng, the leader of the Seven Seas Alliance not only prepared a large sum of money but also bought Pan Hongxiao, the most beautiful courtesan at the Fengyue Pavilion, as a gift.

Pan Hongxiao was extremely beautiful, truly deserving of the title of the most beautiful courtesan in the capital.

Du Zangfeng was quite tempted when he saw it.

But this young marshal was different; he liked to perform in front of a large audience, so he snorted coldly:

"The Du family has a clean and honest reputation that has been passed down through generations."

"Although I have not yet achieved any great feats, how can I accept such a woman? It would be a disgrace to my family."

"What courtesan? She's nothing but a prostitute."

"Take it away, take it away."

The Emperor's No. 1 Reception Room of Fengyue Tower is not hidden away; it is deliberately placed in the center of the third floor, so that guests below can look up at it.

Du Zangfeng spoke like this simply to inform the guests downstairs.

The courtesan you admire but cannot reach is nothing more than a whore in my eyes.

Du Zangfeng wanted to humiliate everyone severely to satisfy his vanity.

Upon hearing this, the guests all craned their necks in surprise and saw Pan Hongxiao biting her red lips, and couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

Knowing Du Zangfeng's true nature, the members of the Seven Seas Alliance repeatedly apologized:

"What the young marshal said is absolutely right. However, Lady Hongxiao is different from others and has never hosted a banquet for guests."

"What I'm giving you is simply to help the young marshal with his daily life."

Du Zangfeng sneered disdainfully:

"I don't need maids, but I do need a hunting dog."

"If this courtesan were as useful as a hunting dog..."

"I'm willing to accept it."

This……

The leader of the Seven Seas Alliance understood that this meant Pan Hongxiao was to learn to bark like a dog.

He knew Du Zangfeng had a bad temper, but he didn't expect him to be like this when discussing business.

Just as the man was about to change his prescription to get rid of the matter, Pan Hongxiao picked up a wine glass and splashed it directly on Du Zangfeng's face.

Du Zangfeng was already a master of the innate realm at this time, and could have easily dodged the drinks, but he did not expect that a mere courtesan would dare to attack him.

The liquor spilled on my face.

Pan Hongxiao let out a cold, angry shout:

"I thought the young commander of the Xuanwu Army was a hero, but I never expected him to be such a fool."

Everyone was stunned.

The entire Fengyue Tower fell silent.

Du Zangfeng was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

That's an expression of extreme anger.

The members of the Seven Seas Alliance were terrified and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Young Marshal, she didn't do it on purpose."

"I couldn't help but tremble when I saw the young marshal's might."

"Kneel down, kneel down now!"

The man tried to pull Pan Hongxiao to kneel, but Pan Hongxiao refused to kneel.

"He is not a hero, I will not kneel."

"Kill me if you must!"

The entire brothel fell silent; everyone held their breath.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Du Zangfeng held down his sword, but instead of slashing Pan Hongxiao to death, he laughed three times:

"Since you admire heroes, I, the general, will do you a favor."

"Manager Wang, you said you were going to give this woman to me?"

Manager Wang, the head of the Seven Seas Alliance, was already drenched in sweat and hurriedly said:

"Everything is up to the young marshal to decide."

"Very good, then you are mine."

Du Zangfeng shouted loudly towards the brothel:

"Which hero will step forward and marry Pan Hongxiao?"

"I, the commander, will decide who she will marry."

"A hero paired with a beauty—that's a lovely story, lest someone accuse this handsome man of being petty!"

Du Zangfeng is a man of character; he wouldn't resort to violence at the slightest provocation, as that would only damage his reputation.

Pan Hongxiao originally barked like a dog to humiliate everyone, and if word got out, a lot of people might even envy him.

But now that Pan Hongxiao has done this, he can't take direct action, so he has to threaten everyone instead.

If you dare not marry me, then don't speak ill of me; you are just as despicable.

You see, there are no heroes in this world.

Du Zangfeng gradually shattered Pan Hongxiao's confidence and perseverance, and only took her home when no one dared to look up.

He can humiliate us however he wants.

Even when playing a bad guy, Du Zangfeng is still cunning.

At this moment, the brothel was completely silent. Anyone who would be willing to offend the young marshal of Xuanwu Army for the sake of the courtesan was simply insane.

Pan Hongxiao looked around, and everyone who met her gaze lowered their heads.

They dare not.

As Du Zangfeng watched Pan Hongxiao slowly lose her color, he mocked the crowd once more:

"Are there still any heroes in this world willing to marry the most beautiful courtesan?"

"I!"

Just when Pan Hongxiao was in despair, Lin Fengxue stepped forward as if by magic.

Du Zangfeng exclaimed angrily:

"Who are you?"

"Lin Fengxue, a military instructor in the Beijing Garrison under the command of the Marquis of Anyuan."

"Greetings, Young Marshal!"

He had never been this brave in his entire life.

good good!

Du Zangfeng was furious.

But he would never kill someone over such a trivial matter, lest he be scolded by his father when he got back.

Du Zangfeng, unusually true to his word, betrothed Pan Hongxiao to Lin Fengxue, then turned and left the brothel.

The once promising instructor of the Beijing Garrison had his fate changed forever.

The courtesan thus became the renowned Lady Lin.

Unfortunately, life isn't a fairy tale, and even stories of heroes and beauties coming together can change.

Du Zangfeng swallowed his anger, but that didn't mean others would just watch the two of them live happily ever after.

This is a marriage that is not blessed by anyone.

His master was furious about this, and his colleagues began to distance themselves. Even though the previous An Yuanbo, considering factional issues, protected Lin Fengxue, he also told him:

"I must consider the reputation of the Xuanwu Army. I can protect you, but you cannot be promoted further."

"From now on, you'll just be a good coach."

Lin Fengxue was naturally moved to tears.

"Thank you, Commander!"

Without the pursuit of fame and fortune, and without the complexities of interpersonal relationships with colleagues, Lin Fengxue devoted almost all his time to honing his martial arts skills.

He is making rapid progress.

The position of instructor in the Beijing Garrison was not a special one; anyone with innate talent could take on the role.

Lin Fengxue became the second strongest person after head coach Zhou Xiong.

But this still doesn't help much.

The nightmare began the moment Yuwen Yi took a liking to the Lin family's daughter.

That was because the Earl of Anyuan had gradually withdrawn from the Beijing Garrison and handed over power to his son, Gu Changfeng.

Gu Changfeng, however, colluded with Yuwen Yi.

Shen Changsheng's assassination attempt on Yuwen Yi failed, and Lin Fengxue was naturally implicated and exiled to Bashu.

There are plenty of clever people in this world who hope to curry favor with the Grand Tutor's son by killing Lin Fengxue.

Enraged, Lin Fengxue killed the officials, changed his name to Song Juyi, and became an outlaw.

Unexpectedly, Yuwen Yi knew his whereabouts and even sent his master to personally persuade him to surrender.

Lin Fengxue slowly closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and finally spoke:

"Master, is she alright?"

Zhou Xiong's face darkened:

"You're still thinking about her? Such a courtesan is the most heartless and ungrateful."

"As soon as you fell on hard times, she went to the Grand Tutor's mansion."

"Husbands and wives are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly away separately."

Lin Fengxue's face paled slightly.

He had been wanting to find out news about Yujing, but he dared not listen, fearing he might hear such bad news.

He simply shook his head firmly:

"Hongxiao is not that kind of person."

"Once I have the strength, I will go back to save him."

"Stubborn to the end!"

Zhou Xiong rebuked him:

"You yourself mistakenly entered the White Tiger Hall, you were wrong to begin with, and were sentenced to exile. You do not know how to admit your guilt, accept punishment, and repent."

"Still here, acting as thieves, robbing merchants and travelers, committing heinous crimes."

"If you kowtow to Young Master Yuwen and admit your mistake, you will still have a chance to return to the court."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and wiping out the bandits of Bashan!"

"To restore a bright and clear world to the world."

Zhou Xiong released his aura; he was the chief instructor of the 100,000-strong Beijing Garrison and had recently been promoted to Grandmaster.

That's why he dared to go up the mountain alone, speaking righteously and accusing Lin Fengxue.

Lin Fengxue was pale, unsure of what to do in front of his mentor.

To surrender or not to surrender.

Just then, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the Hall of Gathering Righteousness:

"What a righteous and righteous statement! It's disgusting."

"I feel so nauseous I almost threw up my dinner from the night before."

"Instructor Lin, if you listen to Zhou Xiong's words, you may never see Pan Hongxiao again in your life."

"She has been waiting for you, and she has always wanted to save you."

Zhou Xiong's expression changed:

"What kind of scoundrel are you, hiding your head and showing your tail?"

"come out!"

"I didn't say I couldn't!"

Master Longlou makes another appearance.

He simply chiseled open the roof and descended from the sky.