Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

The other party was already trying to kill him.

That was an enemy.

Jason would never show mercy to an enemy.

Naturally, this included those outside—the followers and bodyguards.

"Come in."

Jason lowered his voice and spoke toward the outside.

The followers and bodyguards immediately pushed the door open and walked inside.

Facing Chen Tong, they wouldn't dare to disobey at all.

As for the rest?

The four of them didn't even think about it too much.

Inside the room, there were only Chen Tong and Peng Liang. Naturally, it was Chen Tong who spoke.

Peng Liang?

Even if he borrowed someone else's courage, he wouldn't dare act tough in front of Chen Tong.

"Master Chen, do you have..."

One of the followers pushed the door open, instinctively asking as he stepped in. However, as soon as he spoke, he realized something was wrong.

Jason had dragged the bodies of Chen Tong and Peng Liang into the inner room, but the smell of blood lingered, and there were still traces of blood on the floor.

The two followers and two bodyguards immediately realized that something had happened.

But it was already too late.

The door behind them closed silently.

Jason's tall, burly figure emerged from behind the door, and the Broad Blade Cleaver in his hand swung out directly.

The blade's glimmer was like a shooting star.

It also resembled a streak of white light.

The razor-sharp edge swept across the four men's necks before they could react.

Thud, thud, thud, thud!

Blood sprayed out like a gushing fountain.

The severed heads fell to the floor, grimacing and distorted.

Jason, who had been prepared, swiftly dodged the splattering blood, then bent down to search the bodies. He found four money pouches totaling 21 Silver Coins.

Jason carefully stored everything, turned around, and closed the door as he left the room.

He didn't leave the Chen Residence; instead, he quickly weaved through the shadows.

Taking out Chen Tong wasn't enough.

Although the Chen Family might not suspect him in the short term—and he had been sufficiently cautious—who could say the Chen Family wouldn't have other ways to investigate?

Or worse, they might act out of anger, decide he was at fault, and just eliminate him outright!

The Chen Family was so vast, with enormous influence. If they sought revenge, he would be on his own and unable to withstand it.

Why not use this opportunity to destroy the Chen Family once and for all? Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly.

But to Jason's surprise, apart from a few servants, the sprawling Chen Family seemed to have no key figures at all. There weren't even people who appeared particularly fierce—the guards at the entrance seemed to represent the entirety of their defense.

"Paper tigers?"

Jason speculated but quickly shook his head.

The Chen Family was so large; it couldn't possibly be a paper tiger.

There must have been something that delayed them.

Although Jason didn't know what it was, he chose to leave for the time being.

He did not abandon his original plan.

He planned to come back at night.

For now?

He would head back and prepare to eat lunch.

...

He put away the ice mask and Broad Blade Cleaver.

No longer hidden under the meditation mat but in another discrete location.

The hundred Gold Leaves were also stashed there.

The money pouch containing 21 Silver Coins was casually hung by a beam on one side—this pouch belonged to Jason himself, sewn by Dou Bao. It was black, with a stitched Dou Bao on it.

A steamed bun Dou Bao, not Dou Bao herself.

Hanging the money pouch on the beam was also Mu Bai's habit.

'Master, the money pouch should be kept on you, not hung on the beam.'

Dou Bao had reminded him of this more than once during meals.

After tidying up and confirming that he hadn't been stained with blood or carried any lingering smell, Jason pulled open the door and walked toward the front courtyard.

By this time, the disciples of the martial arts school had already gathered—about seven or eight of them.

Dou Bao stood below the steps in the front courtyard, facing all the disciples. With a serious expression, she spoke.

"Master Mu Bai's style derives from Tiger Fist, which evolved from Shape Boxing."

"This set of moves emphasizes momentum, ferocity, and sharpness. It uses the waist to guide movement and energy to amplify strength. It is solid and powerful, with an unwavering focus on fundamentals."

"Therefore, everyone must first practice the first sequence of punches thoroughly, then proceed to develop strength and endurance."

Dou Bao took a deep breath as she finished speaking.

"Begin the routine!"

As her words fell, Dou Bao adjusted her stance, launching herself forward with aggressive movements. Her momentum was fierce, and her eyes took on a predatory gleam, almost like a real tiger preparing to strike.

Jason stood on the steps, observing Dou Bao's form, and couldn't help but nod silently.

Dou Bao appeared harmless on the surface, but in actual combat, with such a stance, one or two large men wouldn't stand a chance.

However, her speed and strength were still somewhat lacking.

Was it because she was a girl?

If she added steel claws to her hands, would it be better?

And what if those claws were dipped in poison? Would that make them even more effective?

Oh, right.

Lime powder too.

Keep a handful of lime powder hidden in her sleeve, and at a crucial moment, a sudden throw would be a killing move.

Jason couldn't help but think about all this in his mind.

He had considerable affection for this young girl who managed all his meals and daily needs. Even with just one meal, her soy milk and buns had impressed him.

He didn't want her replaced.

As these thoughts ran through Jason's mind, his gaze shifted toward the so-called disciples.

He immediately shook his head.

Although each of them was taller and stronger than Dou Bao, their punches were weak, lacking power, and they couldn't focus their attention. Their eyes constantly drifted toward Dou Bao.

Their intent was unmistakable.

'He' had been a martial arts fanatic previously—apart from the one fight during the opening of the school, when he went against Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao, all other affairs in the school were left to Dou Bao.

Simply put, Dou Bao not only managed his personal affairs but also handled everything related to the martial arts school.

And he?

Most of the time, he was practicing in seclusion in his room.

Dou Bao was an industrious, smart, and kind girl.