"Scholar, who are you?"

Blackbeard squinted his eyes, and as he spoke, the scars on his face squirmed, but the ugly cheeks were even worse.

"I am Song Yan of Songjiacun. Do you remember that the couple killed in the village head of Songjiacun for several years were my parents!" Song Inkstone's cold voice.

Blackbeard grinned and said, "Ha-ha, Lao Tzu's murderer can't even remember himself. Where do you remember a couple, a scholar? You are so brave that you dare to come to Lao Tzu's mountain village to scatter wilderness alone? You really don't know how to live or die!"

Song Yan shook his head solemnly: "No, I am...