Chapter 71: This Young Master Does A Powermove

Chapter 71: This Young Master Does A Powermove

Chen Haoran looked at Xie Jin. Am I not a Ninth-Layer or something?

No, youre definitely a Ninth-Layer, Xie Jin said.

Then whats this guys deal?

Clearly, he thinks he can take you.

Do I really look that weak?

Like a stiff wind would blow you over. You have to be more intimidating like me. They would have never come over here then.

Isnt that just a roundabout way to say your low cultivation makes you a non-threat?

You fuc-

Do you bastards think Im a patient man? the lead thug interrupted.

Clearly were not taking you seriously, Chen Haoran said. Take a hint and back off. Youre not that guy.

To his credit the thug really seemed to consider it. His eyes flickered from Chen Haoran to Xie Jin as he measured them before settling on the bag full of gold taels Xie Jin had placed under the table. Chen Haoran sighed. He could see the dollar signs in the thugs eyes the exact second he made his decision.

Lets be honest; were all gentlemen here so lets compromise. Share some of what you got, and we dont have to cause a scene here. Im sure youd prefer it that way. No need to let everyone know about ill-gotten gains, am I right?

Ill-gotten gains? Chen Haoran asked, bewildered. Did he think they stole the gold? Xie Jin scoffed with disdain, an ugly look settling across his features.

The thug smiled in a relaxed way that invited one to punch his face in. His wavering confidence had returned after he seemingly had Chen Haoran and Xie Jin pegged. He leaned in to whisper. Im sure whatever unfortunate soul you got that money from is now six feet under and poor, so lets deal. You take enough for you to live on and we take enough for us.

For a moment neither of them said anything. There was a brief lull in the noisy bar. Chen Haoran could feel people's attention on them. Phelps licked the last of the moss from his plate. This wasnt going to be resolved peacefully.

Xie Jin slapped the table and leaned back. The things you say make me sound like a scary guy. He shook his head in disappointment as if he were some elder facing unruly children. And yet you came over here despite that. Why dont you get out of my sight before this barbarian breaks your legs?

The men scowled and reached for knives and clubs. The leaders qi flared as he narrowed his eyes. Youre making a mistake skeleton.

Chen Haoran stood from his seat before Xie Jin did anything else. He debated flaring his own qi. Even if he was a greedy idiot the thug should realize he was outclassed if he did that. He held himself back though. He wouldnt be satisfied with just scaring them off. Not after he realized why these men considered them targets.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

I know there was no one around us when I did that. Xie Jin frowned and looked at the silent thugs. When no one spoke up he raised his fist and they all flinched.

The leader painfully confessed through swollen lips. I have a technique that lets me hear a bit further out.

Xie Jin rolled his eyes. Of course. He waved his hand. You can leave now you big-eared fuck. I dont want to see any of you for the rest of the time Im here.

The thugs all stood. Bowed. Then immediately turned tail and scrambled out the bar.

Is something like that common? Chen Haoran asked.

Xie Jin laughed and refilled their saucers. Men will die for money just as birds will die for food. Youll find greedy fools like them everywhere.

Thats not what I was asking.

Xie Jin grimaced and downed his wine without waiting. He watched on while Chen Haoran refilled his saucer and quirked his lips when Chen had to pull the bottle out of Phelpss reach. When he finished off his wine again however it was his turn to have the bottle pulled away. He frowned at Chen Haoran who blandly returned his look and shook the bottle in front of him.

Xie Jin sighed. You dont need to defend me. Im more than capable of protecting myself. Itll only be more common in the Central region anyway. We cant afford to make a big deal out of every problem.

If I dont say anything then people will go on thinking those are acceptable things to say, Chen Haoran countered.

Xie Jin huffed a laugh and smiled. Compared to his usual bravado it was a sincere emotion. Thank you, Brother Chen.

You bought me food and drink. Chen Haoran lifted his saucer in a toast. He who feeds me is a brother for life no?

Something like that is done with better alcohol. Xie Jin raised his own and they clinked the rims together. Ill show you what a real man drinks in Zumulu.

I dont actually like drinking that much, Chen Haoran admitted.

What?!

I prefer doing it with friends, however.

I was about to say. Xie Jin rested a hand on his heart as if hed been stabbed. What kind of cultivator doesnt drink?

There was a clatter at the edge of the table. Chen Haoran and Xie Jin whipped their heads around only to find Phelps cradling the open wine bottle between his claws and lapping up the spilling alcohol.

Phelps no!