Chapter 55: Debt Collection

Li Erniu and her son were instantly intimidated by Tang Jizu’s threat. They had no desire to end up like the others in the village, without a single coin to spend, forced to forage wild vegetables in the mountains just to fill their bellies.

“Apologize, or do you want me to pry your mouths open?” Tang Jizu scolded.

“My little brother is still unconscious. An apology like this hardly seems sincere, does it?” Qin Huiyin replied coolly.

Tang Jizu stiffened and turned to Tang Yichen. “Chen, our families are still closely related. For the sake of our kinship—”

Unhappily toying with her phone, Yingbao suddenly stood up and tossed out, “I’ll wait for you outside,” then grabbed her bag and hurried away.

Compared to the Bright Sword of Truth, the Night Pearl was somewhat inferior, but not by a great distance. The Xie clan’s dignity remained intact, and, unintentionally, a pathway was laid for the various martial sects in the times to come.

At the end of the competition, Su Rui immediately flew back from Korea to Shen City in Zhen Country. After being away and busy for so long, he could finally return and breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as success was within his grasp, Yin Shuer intervened and ruined everything. Old Man Yu, enraged, tore off his mask. His men would arrive upstairs at any moment, so he might as well rob the entire establishment.

The number of zombies and mutants in the Nanyan District had dropped sharply. This news should have been known sooner, but the most recent aerial reconnaissance had been a month ago.

Wang Xun’s family lived in Chongqing. Upon hearing of their arrival, he invited everyone to Linjiang Gate for an authentic Chongqing hotpot. If you ask a true Chongqing native, he will surely tell you: a real Chongqing hotpot only has a spicy broth, and it must be cooked with beef tallow. Anything like a clear broth or a dual-flavor pot is an aberration.

Now that Xu Honghua had already sent Su Rui onto the field, if the match was still lost, it would no longer be his responsibility, and he would not have to resign because of it.

Only at this moment did Cao Ping realize that the true purpose of inner energy was not to replenish the body’s losses by refining essence into energy, but rather to act as a medium, mobilizing the activity of all the cells in the body to achieve a holistic enhancement—or evolution, one might say.

Yet this kind of demonic beast had a particular fondness for a certain plant—not especially rare—a second-tier spirit herb called Nightshade Blossom. To the beast, Nightshade Blossom was as irresistible as catnip is to cats: a single whiff, and it would be desperate for a taste.

The flood dragon saw that she refused to be taken in, had no intention of bargaining, and clearly didn’t regard it as her future spirit beast, nor did she care about the consequences of damaging it.

Luo Jun grew rather sullen. Living in constant anxiety was a bitter ordeal. Yet he could neither fight nor leave, nor could he vent his frustrations. There seemed to be no way out of his predicament.

The bathroom door opened, and Su Muhan walked out in boxer briefs, a white towel draped around his neck. His fair skin radiated a handsome strength.

“Such a beautiful night, perfect for romance and poetry,” Xiao Tianqing said with a smile.

“Medical knowledge is not something you can use recklessly,” Chen Yun’s face, always stern, became even more frightening.

It seemed someone had already sent word ahead. The person who delivered the heart must have spoken to one of the commanders of the Imperial Guard, for he immediately ordered the crowd to step aside, clearing a path for Lin Jiangluo.

“It’s nothing. I just don’t know what’s in front of them—it actually reflected the force back,” Mengmeng sat up and spoke to Lan Qianyue with a face full of frustration.

“Shield!” The leader, seeing Lan Qianyue attack him, sneered and shouted.

It was just a knife wound, and it had been treated promptly. In a month’s time, it would leave only a shallow scar on the abdomen.

Everyone unconsciously quieted, turning their attention to the doorway. The second prince, the Xiao family, the Shen family, the Zhao family—anyone remotely involved was summoned to the grand hall.