Published: March 8, 2025
The short and stout man embarrassedly smiled, his cherry lips pursed as he spoke in a honking voice, "It's like this, I'm quite the money-loving person, I placed my silver coins next to my pillow... and then I fell asleep..."
Chu Yang chuckled inwardly.
This guy clearly didn't have his story straight when he first spoke, but then quickly caught on again. His reflexes were really quite fast.
He waved his hand and said, "To reward you for being crushed by the silver coins, these ten horses are yours without a single silver coin in exchange!" With that, he signaled Ao Xieyun to bring the horses over.
Ao Xieyun was suddenly dumbfounded.
What’s going on with the boss? How could he make such a loss-making deal...
Mo Tianji said in a deep voice, "Aren't you going to take them over?"
Ao Xieyun dazedly agreed and, still puzzled, led the horses over. The few horses obediently followed behind him.
The stout man was obviously also stunned.
After doing business here for so many years, he had never encountered such a situation.
He didn't even need to haggle... they were simply given away!
This was simply unbelievable.
He forced a chuckle and said, "This hero... this... how can I accept this?"
Chu Yang smiled and replied, "It's nothing, just a few horses. It’s worth it to make a friend."
The stout man immediately beamed, "This hero is truly a good person..."
Chu Yang laughed heartily, took two steps back, and said, "May you prosper. We take our leave."
The stout man said, "Well... don't see us off!"
Chu Yang turned around, holding Mo Qingwu's hand, and walked up the mountain with his brothers trailing behind in confusion.
The stout man saw that Chu Yang was really leaving and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to turn around...
Chu Yang suddenly spun around and asked urgently, "How many days has the Holy King been back?"
"More than two..." The stout man instinctively opened his mouth to answer, saying three words before suddenly becoming tongue-tied, staring wide-eyed!
Who is this young man? How does he know the biggest secret of the Three Star Holy Clan?
"Oh, it's already been more than two months." Chu Yang nodded, feeling relieved.
From the timeline, it seemed that after finishing matters with the Lan Family, Tan Tan didn't stop at all and rushed back directly to the headquarters of the Three Star Holy Clan.
"This bastard is quite perceptive." Chu Yang mused to himself, feeling at ease.
The stout man suddenly became tense. Looking at Chu Yang, his eyes slowly revealed a fierce glint as he harshly asked, "Who are you?"
This person actually knows the greatest secret of the Three Star Holy Clan. If he were to live, it would be greatly detrimental to the Holy King! At this moment, the stout man had already entertained thoughts of killing to silence him.
Chu Yang looked at him with interest: "Who are you?"
A sharp killing intent shot from the stout man's eyes, the comical demeanor he had just moments ago completely vanished, replaced by an imposing and solemn presence.
As he stood there, Chu Yang and the others felt a sense of stability from him: he was extremely steady! His body seemed to meld with the vast expanse of the Chang Kong mountains and Snow Mountain! No one could separate him, nor could anyone defeat him!
Yet at the same time, they felt he was remarkably light and elusive, much like the snowflakes dancing in the air.
A master!
And not just any master, but a supreme master! A high-level supreme!
A pressure that felt almost tangible suddenly surged forth, as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was splitting, violently pressing towards Chu Yang and his companions!
The eleven of them simultaneously showed shock in their eyes, almost instinctively drawing upon their highest cultivation levels!
Xie Danqiong's eyes deepened, her hands quietly folding into her sleeves. Once her thoughts moved, the jade flower would bloom beneath the swirling snow.
At the moment the first sensation arose, Xie Danqiong immediately decided to unleash the jade flower with full force!