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“6,800 upper-grade yuan stone?”
Fang Zixiong was struck dumb by Jiang Chen’s calmness. He had seen all
kinds of reactions from the customers he had swindled.
Some questioned him in anger. Some sucked it up because they didn’t want
to lose face. And others tried to reason things out with him.
“Exactly.”
However, Fang Zixiong didn’t think it a big deal. He put on a false smile.
“What if I refuse to pay? What will I get?” Jiang Chen asked, smiling.
One night’s stay at the most luxury hotel wouldn’t cost him one-tenth of the
price. And he didn’t even have dinner here last night.
There were dozens of rooms in the inn. They could make a big profit every
month.
“My guest, I suggest you wise up in the Water Dragon City. If you have any
question about the bill, just tell me,” Fang Zixiong said coldly, not surprised.
“It’s a piece of wastepaper. There is nothing to tell.” Jiang Chen took the bill
and wadded it up.
Fang Zixiong shrugged his shoulders. Then seven people came in. They were
all disciples of the Tianyi School that Jiang Chen had seen through holy
awareness last night.
“My friend, we’re running business here with clearly marked prices. You’re
looking down the disciples of the Tianyi School!”
They were all in the Reaching Heaven State, but pretty arrogant facing Jiang
Chen, a Martial Venerable.
Jiang Chen looked up at him and suddenly launched an attack. He slapped
across Fang Zixiong’s cheek. The slap was so hard that the latter fell onto the
ground.
“I learned this slap from my parents and my parents learned it from theirs. It
can relax the muscles and stimulate the blood circulation. Every slap costs
10,000 upper-grade yuan stones. And we’ll deduct the room fee and then
round the number up… just give me 4,000 upper-grade yuan stones,” Jiang
Chen said.
The disciples of the Tianyi School were all struck dumb. Jiang Chen rounded
the number up to 4,000 instead of 3,000, which was even more unreasonable
than them.
“You…”
Covering his cheek with one hand and pointing at Jiang Chen with the other,
Fang Zixiong said in anger, “Don’t think yourself great just because you’re a
Venerable. Not all Venerables are treated the same in the Realm of True
Force!”
“Oh? Tell me about it.”
Jiang Chen said curiously.
“Venerables without any background are only like weeds. A simple fire can
burn them up!” Fang Zixiong shouted.
“People like me who stay here are apparently new comers, aren’t we?” Jiang
Chen said.
“Huh, let’s wait and see!”
Fang Zixiong didn’t keep arguing with him. He turned and left with his men.
They were going to bring more people here to deal with Jiang Chen.
However, a whole gale started in the room as soon as they moved. It was so
threatening that all of the furniture in the room were shattered to pieces.
The disciples of the Tianyi School couldn’t move at all. They had lost control
of their own bodies.
“You shouted at me and insulted me, regardless of my dignity as a Venerable.
You want to leave?”
“We’re the disciples of the Tianyi School!” Fang Zixiong yelled, as if it was the
explanation for everything.
“Tianyi School? Never heard it.”
Jiang Chen smiled. The whole gale became a near gale. The battle suits on
them were close to be torn open.
“In the Water Dragon City, we Tianyi School have ten-odd apprentice brothers
who are Martial Venerables!” the man went on.
“So?”
Jiang Chen wasn’t affected. The gale became stronger. All of their battle suits
cracked. They looked like a bunch of beggars.
“Senior, stop, please!”
Fang Zixiong couldn’t take it anymore, since even his skin was about to be
torn open. The pain almost broke him down.
“Stop? It didn’t sound like begging.”
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Jiang Chen curled up his lip. He didn’t seem have done anything threatening,
but blood scratches appeared on the disciples of the Tianyi School.
“We made a mistake. We’re bastards. Senior, please let us go.”
Another disciple of the Tianyi School screamed to beg his mercy.
“We were as blind as a bat. Mr. Senior, please forgive us!” Fang Zixiong said
as well.
Jiang Chen sneered. Then the gale disappeared instantly. The disciples of the
Tianyi School knelt down on the ground, worn-up and gasping for air.
Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!
Jiang Chen didn’t stop there. He slapped them as quickly as a lightening.
Their cheeks swollen in a second.
“Ten thousand for each slap. Two slaps each person. That makes 20,000 for
each of you. After rounding the number up…I’ll just charge you 200,000,”
Jiang Chen went on.
“This…”
The disciples of the Tianyi School wanted to cry. They sold a pot of bad liquor
for thousands of yuan stones and a plate of green vegetables for hundreds,
but comparing with Jiang Chen’s slap of 10,000 yuan stones’ worth, they had
really been undercharging their customers.
They had the impulse to acknowledge him as their master.
In the end, they took all of their yuan stones out to pay him.
But Jiang Chen found each of them still owed him about 1,000.
“Senior, we don’t have so many yuan stones with us. We’ll go back to bring
you some more. What do you think?” Fang Zixiong rolled his eyes, scheming.
“No.”
Jiang Chen flicked with his fingers. Eight jade tokens flew from them into his
hand. He said, “Great. These are superb spiritual jade. Enough to pay your
debt.”
Fang Zixiong tried very hard not to scream. Those were their disciple tokens.
Their values were more than the amount of yuan stones they were worth.
They became skeptical, wondering whether Jiang Chen had really never
heard about the Tianyi School.
If it was true, they wouldn’t mind to show him how powerful the Tianyi School
was.
They held their temper, expecting Jiang Chen to let them go so that they
could bring more people here.
However, Jiang Chen saw through them easily.
He waved his hand again. And the eight men fell out of the window one after
another. By then their clothes had all been torn open.
Then he heard women’s shrieks and curses coming from the street.
Eight naked men were being despised like eight rats.
Watching them leaving, Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled helplessly.
Those yuan stones meant nothing to him, but he didn’t want to be deceived
because of his generosity.
When he left the inn, Xue Qing came up to him in a hurry. She said,
“Apprentice brother, run! Otherwise you’re gonna be in a big trouble.”
Jiang Chen noticed the palm print on her cheek. After a sigh, he said, “Why
are you staying with such a man?”
“I thought it through last night. I won’t stay in this business anymore. I’m really
sorry for what I brought to you, apprentice brother.”
Xue Qing said. Then she was going to give back to him what she had got last
night.
“I don’t take back things I gave others,” Jiang Chen said.
Xue Qing gnashed her teeth. An air ship came up to him. She said,
“Apprentice brother, I’ll take you out of the city. There are no places for you to
hide in the Water Dragon City.”
“It’s all right. I can deal with it.” Jiang Chen didn’t get onto the ship. He knew if
he had, he would get the woman into trouble.
Jiang Chen said again, “I’m curious about the noble Martial Venerables from
the Tianyi School.”
Seeing him so stubborn, Xue Qing stopped persuading him. She watched
Jiang Chen disappearing on the crowded street from her sight.
Not long after he had left, Fang Zixiong and the other seven men came back
with their clothes on. They were all in anger, intending to pick a fight with
Jiang Chen.
“Damn. It’s Apprentice Brother Xu.”
Seeing the apprentice brother the eight had brought, Xue Qing had a hunch
that something bad was going to happen.
Apprentice Brother Xu was walking at the rear of the group. His look was so
cold that Xue Qing could even perceive the coldness of him from a distance.