C25

Wang Ba swaggered out of the circular plaza. He felt extremely carefree in his heart, and even his body felt a little better.

How could there be such a good thing to take from him, hahaha.

"Humph!"

Just as Wang Ba was feeling pleased with himself, a cold snort suddenly exploded in his ears!

Suddenly, Wang Ba's face turned as white as flour. His body trembled violently and his eyes bulged out. Then, as if he had lost his mind, he turned around and headed back the way he came from, like a puppet!

"Hey, Brother Ba, what happened to you?" Wang Ba turned a deaf ear to the questioning of his lackeys. His eyes were dull as he continued to walk. Soon, he arrived at the circular plaza once more.

Then, not long after, Wang Ba stood in front of Ling Yan. Under Ling Yan's astonished gaze, Wang Ba took out a stack of silver bills and a white piece of paper, then turned around mechanically.

"This... "What's the situation?" Ling Yan was a little dazed. Why did Wang Ba come back to give him money? Has his personality suddenly changed?

It seemed that he cared a lot about the reputation of the Venerable Class.

Unbeknownst to Ling Yan, in the crowd, an old man in his fifties or sixties snorted coldly. After Wang Ba had given him the money, his figure moved slightly and disappeared from where he stood, turning into a shadow.

After Wang Ba returned.

"Brother Ba, you, you …"

The lackeys acted as if they had seen a ghost. Wasn't Big Brother Ba breaking the contract? Why did he suddenly go back like he was possessed and give everything on him to Ling Yan?

"What?" "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there a flower on my face?"

At this time, Wang Ba's body trembled, and his eyes regained their clarity. Looking at his underlings' ghastly expressions, he frowned, and asked with a puzzled expression. Wang Ba's heart sank. He touched his chest, and his expression suddenly changed. 'Damn it! My five hundred silver taels and an elementary true essence talisman are gone! '

"B-Big Brother Ba, don't look at us. We didn't take it, you took the initiative to give it to Ling Yan." A lackey looked at Wang Ba's vicious eyes, swallowed his saliva and immediately explained.

I gave the money to Ling Yan myself?

Wang Ba was stunned for a moment. His mind suddenly had an impression of something. Just now, he thought he heard a cold snort by his ear. Then, his body seemed to have moved as though it was not his own.

"Did you hear anything just now?"

"Nope." The lackeys shook their heads.

This time, Wang Ba felt chills in his heart. Could it be that after destroying the martial arts contract, he was being targeted by something?!

With that in mind, Wang Ba felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards him. Immediately, he shrunk his neck and took a quick left and right look before he ran away with his wounded body.

After the farce ended, the deacon in charge of registration from Crimson Nimbus Martial School came out. The surrounding people also dispersed and those who wanted to register immediately rushed to register. However, before they left, they gave Ling Yan a deep look.

Ling Yan arrived at the edge of the circular plaza and counted the things that Wang Ba had given him.

It was only five hundred taels of silver, and there was also a piece of white paper with some strange patterns on it. What was that? It didn't seem to be of much use.

Ling Yan shook his head. Forget it. It would be a pleasant surprise to be able to get five hundred taels back anyway.

Just as Ling Yan was about to put everything away and head towards the slaughterhouse, a figure suddenly jumped out and stood in front of Ling Yan.