167 Tough Love

Han Fei listened to his slowing heartbeat. His blood froze and black fog lingered around his eyes. Misfortune and curse danced around the man who was standing at the brink of insanity! The monster turned to look at Han Fei, he was close to merging with Zhang Guanxing.

“I know you hate this world, you know what, sometimes I hate it too, that is why I won’t ask you to put down that hatred, I merely wish that you do not torture yourself because of it. No matter how hard you punish yourself, those who hurt you will not feel a shred of guilt, the world will not shed a tear for you. If that is the case, why don’t we try and attempt something else?” Green veins popped on the back of Han Fei’s hands as the Yin energy around him grew. As if talking to himself, he walked to the bedroom door and picked up the black can. “I know it’s hard to walk away from the past on your own, so let me help you. Allow your teacher a chance to help you overcome your hatred.”

Han Fei gripped the rim of the can and darted at the monster. The arms gelled from flesh and blood swiped at Han Fei. The latter bent over to evade it and then pounced high into the air and smacked the can right against the monster’s head!

The Grade G Cursed Item crashed into the monster’s skull. The collision caused both the can and the monster’s skull to echo!

Notes with wishes fluttered down to cover the monster’s body. They got soaked by blood and stuck to the monster’s flesh. During the process of assimilation, the monster’s head was caved in by Han Fei. He screamed shrilly. The head swiftly turned to its target. The monster’s arms were twisted into an impossible angle to grab at Han Fei. This time Han Fei did not choose evasion, instead he rushed into the attack and slammed the can into the offending arms!

Today, either the can or the monster would end up broken!

The black blood and flesh splattered on Han Fei’s skin. They pierced through Han Fei’s skin like needles. Even with the snake’s protection, Han Fei could still feel the pain. However, the pain was within his acceptable threshold or rather the pain inadvertently helped pull the man back from the precipice of madness. Han Fei powered his way forward. As the monster’s fingers drilled into Han Fei’s body, Han Fei reached out to put a vise around the monster’s neck. No one would have stood there and allowed his enemy to perform an offensive maneuver dumbly in combat, Han Fei only managed this by trading damage with his own body.

The arm suffused with Yin energy curled around the monster’s neck. Han Fei combined Soul-Depth Touch with the negative energy inside the ghost tattoo. He applied his passive skills into practical martial arts. Before the monster could morph to slither out from his chokehold, Han Fei grabbed the monster’s head and slammed it against the ground!

Zhang Guanxing was pulled along by the force. At the same time, the monster managed to inflict incredibly deep wounds on Han Fei’s body. Without the black snake’s protection, he would have died from the infiltration of Yin energy already.

“Zhang Guanxing!”

Han Fei leaned into the attack and the black can flew at the monster’s head again, but this time the monster was prepared for it. His arm was contorted into a strange angle to grab at the can. However, Han Fei was already one step ahead of the monster. “Do you think I’ll be dumb enough to use the same trick twice?”

As the monster reached for the can, Han Fei let go. Then he snaked his hand as quickly as possible towards the monster’s mouth!

Resisting the pain that came from the wounds, Han Fei took out the paper doll from his inventory. He had prepared so long for this moment. Everything before was preparation and distraction, his real goal was to send the paper doll into the monster’s body and had it go berserk! The plan worked!

Crimson blood leaked out from the monster’s mouth and he struggled like mad. He wanted to dissolve his body but paper scraps appeared in the seams of his broken flesh and refused to budge. “Enjoy this Grade F Curse!”

Han Fei landed relentless punches on the monster’s body, not taking any chances. His punches carried negative energy and prevented the monster from recuperating. Screams reverberated inside Room 104, no one would have thought there was someone punching a ghost inside it!

After swallowing the Grade F Cursed Object, strange things happened to the monster. He tried to escape but Han Fei was not giving him any opening. The monster did not expect things to turn out like this. His hatred slowly faded away as the red paper doll feasted on him. Han Fei turned to face Zhang Guanxing. The child had merged with part of the monster. While part of the monster’s energy was siphoned away, it also awakened the young man’s death memory. His eyes slowly turned red. There was no light, there was only pain.

“Open your eyes, we are already living at the lowest realm of hell. We have nothing more to lose so why allow yourself to sink further?” Pulling on Zhang Guanxing’s collar, Han Fei landed a powerful punch on Zhang Guanxing’s jaw. The black snake moved on Han Fei’s back, the ghost tattoo radiating an extremely cold energy. “If you hate them that much, then go take revenge on them! Let them know your pain! Let them have a taste of despair! Only by letting them know how much pain they’ve caused you that they would understand the damage they’ve done! An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, that is only fair!”

The punch lashed out like a snake’s jaw. Han Fei did not hold back and sent Zhang Guanxing flying against the wall. Pain finally brought emotions to Zhang Guanxing’s face. His murky eyes slowly turned as he looked at Han Fei. The bare-chested man stood inside the bedroom, covered in wounds and blood.

“Sir…”

As the monster representing Zhang Guanxing’s hatred was consumed by the paper doll, Zhang Guanxing regained his rationality. However, his eyes lost his previous innocence but had an extra trace of maturity and undisguised pain.

“It’s great that you’ve snapped out of it.” Han Fei was already at his limit. He found his way to Zhang Guanxing’s side and hugged the young man. “I know you are in great pain, I can’t take the pain away from you but I can help you find ways to help alleviate that pain. I need you to know that you can trust me, okay?”

When the death memory returned, it brought with it unimaginable pain and despair. Zhang Guanxing struggled alone in the endless sea but at that drowning moment, Han Fei extended a helping hand at him. This was a simple proclamation but it carried an unusual meaning for Zhang Guanxing. At least when he was alive, no one had told him anything remotely similar.