"Yes!" Several members of the Zhao family behind Zhao Chunhua responded hurriedly. They did not dare to delay for a moment and quickly walked to Uncle Yang and the bald man who were lying on the ground. They carefully helped them up, then carried them on their backs and hurriedly left the place that had damaged the Zhao family's reputation.
Xiao Chen was standing not far away, he had his arms folded across his chest, his expression calm, and he had no intention of stopping them at all.
In his opinion, the bald man had been deservedly punished for his previous arrogance and domineering behavior. He had always disdained to take action against someone who had lost the ability to resist, as that would be beneath his own dignity.
Zhao Chunhua saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his originally gloomy expression eased a little.
She straightened her clothes, tried to appear calm, and said calmly: "Since you are stronger than us, let's just call it a day. Of course, if you are still not satisfied, you can come at me and I will take over. I want to see how powerful you can be!"
Xiao Chen raised his head slightly, met Zhao Chunhua's gaze calmly, and said calmly: "Now, they can become two spiritual herbs that are more than 300 years old. What we agreed on before doesn't count. Since we beat you this time, this request is not too much, right?"
"You!" Zhao Chunhua's eyes suddenly widened and his teeth chattered with anger.
She stamped her feet and said loudly, "Where can I find such precious medicinal herbs for you? You are just deliberately making things difficult for me. You are asking for too much, thinking that the treasures of my Zhao family are all blown by the wind!"
"No hurry." Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, "There is still a long time before the end of the game.
You can call back and ask the capable people in your Zhao family to find it for you. I believe that with the influence and connections of the Zhao family in the cultivation world, finding two spiritual herbs that are more than 300 years old is a piece of cake, right? "
"Humph!" Zhao Chunhua was angry and anxious. She stamped her feet hard, glared at Xiao Chen fiercely, and then turned around and left with Zhang Yu without looking back. The anger in her heart was like a lit gunpowder barrel, burning fiercely.
But at the same time as she was angry, she was secretly grateful that she had just stopped Uncle Yang from killing Xiao Chen in time.
Otherwise, not only would Uncle Yang's martial arts be crippled by Xiao Chen, but their Zhao family would also become completely mortal enemies with Xiao Chen. Who knows how much trouble it would bring in the future. It would really not be worth it.
As they walked, Zhao Chunhua muttered quietly, "How could that guy not know how to be gentle with women? It's so annoying! What a bad guy! I'm so pretty, but he can't be a little nicer to me? He's so aggressive, what kind of hero is he!"
The depression in her heart was like a tangled mess that she couldn't sort out.
At this moment, Jiao Yun stood there, his blood seemed to have frozen, his face was as pale as a piece of paper freshly taken out of a paper mill, without a trace of blood. His eyes were wide open, staring straight at the man and woman in front of him, his eyes full of fear and helplessness.
Standing in front of him was Xiao Chen, a martial arts master with superb skills and a fierce aura, whose every move seemed to contain the power to crush him easily; the other was Jiang Yixiu, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, who could shake the whole city with just a stomp of her feet, who was extremely powerful but also of an extremely noble status.
Jiao Yun knew very well that he could not afford to offend either of these two people. It was like a weak ant trying to challenge a ferocious lion and a noble phoenix, which was simply seeking death.
Although the Jiao family is quite powerful in this area, with many family businesses and extensive connections, Jiao Yun's position in the family is really awkward. He is just a junior who is not taken seriously in the Jiao family's side branch. He usually relies on the family's name to bully others, but once something really happens, the elders in the family will not care about his life or death.
He clearly realized that if Jiang Yixiu really wanted to kill him, for the Jiang family, it would be just like crushing an insignificant bug.
Even if it's just a formality, in the end the most they'll have to do is pay some money. Given the power of the Jiang family, they might even be able to save on that little bit of compensation.
Jiang Yixiu glanced at Jiao Yun with contempt, then slowly turned her head, looked at him and said, "You are quite courageous. You actually dared to provoke him. It's a pity that you used your courage in the wrong place. Your ability is too poor..."
Her voice was clear and pleasant, but to Jiao Yun it sounded like the whisper of a demon from hell. Every word was like a sharp knife stabbing his heart.
Before Jiang Yixiu could finish her words, Jiao Yun's legs seemed to be out of control. His knees went soft and he fell heavily to his knees on the ground with a thump.
His hands were pressed tightly to the ground, his head lowered as low as possible, and he kept begging, "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, I was wrong! I was blind and I admit my mistake. Please be magnanimous and spare my life."
I swear to God, no matter what happens, even if it costs me my life, I will never bother you again!"
His voice was tearful and trembling violently, as if he was about to collapse if he didn't get Xiao Chen's forgiveness.
Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. He looked down at Jiao Yun and asked, "Are you convinced?" The tone of his voice was as if he was asking a child who had made a mistake whether he knew he was wrong.
When Jiao Yun heard this, his head was like a high-speed motor. He nodded quickly and said anxiously:
"I'm convinced! I'm really convinced! I'm a complete bastard. I didn't recognize the great man, and I was judging others by my own standards. This is all my fault.
Mr. Xiao, if you want to hit me or punish me, I won't even blink an eye and will absolutely accept it!" He looked as if he would do anything as long as Xiao Chen could forgive him.
Xiao Chen looked at Jiao Yun's miserable state and said calmly, "That bald guy broke his leg for you. He was just a thug who obeyed your orders, and you were the mastermind. Are you going to let it go so easily without leaving anything behind?"
His voice was not loud, but every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiao Yun's heart heavily.
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Jiao Yun's face became even uglier, and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead. He gritted his teeth, biting his lips until they bled. After struggling painfully in his heart, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
He slowly raised his right hand, tensed his forearm muscles, and used his right arm to cut his left arm like a sharp knife.
As a martial artist, although he is not very strong, this attack is still quite powerful. (End of this chapter)
Xiao Chen was standing not far away, he had his arms folded across his chest, his expression calm, and he had no intention of stopping them at all.
In his opinion, the bald man had been deservedly punished for his previous arrogance and domineering behavior. He had always disdained to take action against someone who had lost the ability to resist, as that would be beneath his own dignity.
Zhao Chunhua saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his originally gloomy expression eased a little.
She straightened her clothes, tried to appear calm, and said calmly: "Since you are stronger than us, let's just call it a day. Of course, if you are still not satisfied, you can come at me and I will take over. I want to see how powerful you can be!"
Xiao Chen raised his head slightly, met Zhao Chunhua's gaze calmly, and said calmly: "Now, they can become two spiritual herbs that are more than 300 years old. What we agreed on before doesn't count. Since we beat you this time, this request is not too much, right?"
"You!" Zhao Chunhua's eyes suddenly widened and his teeth chattered with anger.
She stamped her feet and said loudly, "Where can I find such precious medicinal herbs for you? You are just deliberately making things difficult for me. You are asking for too much, thinking that the treasures of my Zhao family are all blown by the wind!"
"No hurry." Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, "There is still a long time before the end of the game.
You can call back and ask the capable people in your Zhao family to find it for you. I believe that with the influence and connections of the Zhao family in the cultivation world, finding two spiritual herbs that are more than 300 years old is a piece of cake, right? "
"Humph!" Zhao Chunhua was angry and anxious. She stamped her feet hard, glared at Xiao Chen fiercely, and then turned around and left with Zhang Yu without looking back. The anger in her heart was like a lit gunpowder barrel, burning fiercely.
But at the same time as she was angry, she was secretly grateful that she had just stopped Uncle Yang from killing Xiao Chen in time.
Otherwise, not only would Uncle Yang's martial arts be crippled by Xiao Chen, but their Zhao family would also become completely mortal enemies with Xiao Chen. Who knows how much trouble it would bring in the future. It would really not be worth it.
As they walked, Zhao Chunhua muttered quietly, "How could that guy not know how to be gentle with women? It's so annoying! What a bad guy! I'm so pretty, but he can't be a little nicer to me? He's so aggressive, what kind of hero is he!"
The depression in her heart was like a tangled mess that she couldn't sort out.
At this moment, Jiao Yun stood there, his blood seemed to have frozen, his face was as pale as a piece of paper freshly taken out of a paper mill, without a trace of blood. His eyes were wide open, staring straight at the man and woman in front of him, his eyes full of fear and helplessness.
Standing in front of him was Xiao Chen, a martial arts master with superb skills and a fierce aura, whose every move seemed to contain the power to crush him easily; the other was Jiang Yixiu, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, who could shake the whole city with just a stomp of her feet, who was extremely powerful but also of an extremely noble status.
Jiao Yun knew very well that he could not afford to offend either of these two people. It was like a weak ant trying to challenge a ferocious lion and a noble phoenix, which was simply seeking death.
Although the Jiao family is quite powerful in this area, with many family businesses and extensive connections, Jiao Yun's position in the family is really awkward. He is just a junior who is not taken seriously in the Jiao family's side branch. He usually relies on the family's name to bully others, but once something really happens, the elders in the family will not care about his life or death.
He clearly realized that if Jiang Yixiu really wanted to kill him, for the Jiang family, it would be just like crushing an insignificant bug.
Even if it's just a formality, in the end the most they'll have to do is pay some money. Given the power of the Jiang family, they might even be able to save on that little bit of compensation.
Jiang Yixiu glanced at Jiao Yun with contempt, then slowly turned her head, looked at him and said, "You are quite courageous. You actually dared to provoke him. It's a pity that you used your courage in the wrong place. Your ability is too poor..."
Her voice was clear and pleasant, but to Jiao Yun it sounded like the whisper of a demon from hell. Every word was like a sharp knife stabbing his heart.
Before Jiang Yixiu could finish her words, Jiao Yun's legs seemed to be out of control. His knees went soft and he fell heavily to his knees on the ground with a thump.
His hands were pressed tightly to the ground, his head lowered as low as possible, and he kept begging, "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, I was wrong! I was blind and I admit my mistake. Please be magnanimous and spare my life."
I swear to God, no matter what happens, even if it costs me my life, I will never bother you again!"
His voice was tearful and trembling violently, as if he was about to collapse if he didn't get Xiao Chen's forgiveness.
Xiao Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. He looked down at Jiao Yun and asked, "Are you convinced?" The tone of his voice was as if he was asking a child who had made a mistake whether he knew he was wrong.
When Jiao Yun heard this, his head was like a high-speed motor. He nodded quickly and said anxiously:
"I'm convinced! I'm really convinced! I'm a complete bastard. I didn't recognize the great man, and I was judging others by my own standards. This is all my fault.
Mr. Xiao, if you want to hit me or punish me, I won't even blink an eye and will absolutely accept it!" He looked as if he would do anything as long as Xiao Chen could forgive him.
Xiao Chen looked at Jiao Yun's miserable state and said calmly, "That bald guy broke his leg for you. He was just a thug who obeyed your orders, and you were the mastermind. Are you going to let it go so easily without leaving anything behind?"
His voice was not loud, but every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiao Yun's heart heavily.
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Jiao Yun's face became even uglier, and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead. He gritted his teeth, biting his lips until they bled. After struggling painfully in his heart, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
He slowly raised his right hand, tensed his forearm muscles, and used his right arm to cut his left arm like a sharp knife.
As a martial artist, although he is not very strong, this attack is still quite powerful. (End of this chapter)
