Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 52 Loyalty! (Please continue reading!)

Zhao Guangxi was somewhat surprised, glanced at Zheng Dongjia sideways, and said,
"But your people crossed the line first, and we from Shuiwozi were forced to retaliate, which is why we accidentally demolished your mill house..."

You sent Yue Ting, the user of the Hunyuan Great Umbrella, to provide support, but I only sent Zhou Qing, the user of the Jade-Faced Duck. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals—there's no rule broken!

The night was cool and the railings were slippery; the sky was dotted with stars.

In the distance, the shouts of killing and the sounds of smashing gradually subsided.

The members of the Duifang gang arrived one after another, gathered at the ruins of the Duifang, and confronted Shui San'er and his gang.

Yue Ting and Zhou Qing looked at each other from a distance, but neither of them made a move.

Everyone was silently waiting for the attitude of the two owners of Kui Xing Tower.

On the Kui Xing Pagoda.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Dongjia's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty.

Although time was short, Zheng Dongjia roughly figured out what Xiang Zhe, Zhuang Kun and the others were up to.

In order to atone for his mistakes and seek another immortal destiny, he got involved with a woman named Ahua named Shui San'er.

But none of this matters.

As long as you do things cleanly and efficiently, and then present the divine opportunity afterward, Master Zheng will turn a blind eye and not want to interfere further.

It doesn't matter who they murdered or who they harmed.

What are Shui San'er and Chen Shun'an? They're just lowly peasants. Killing them is no big deal.

But now, not only has Zhao Guangxi caught them red-handed, but he's also come knocking on their door!

This matter is very important.

Zhuang Kun is dead.

Xiang Zhe had better pray that he had been caught in the crossfire of Zhou Qing and Xiang Zhe's exchange of blows and had died in the ruins.

Otherwise, even if they survive, they will suffer a fate worse than death.

A fierce glint appeared in Zheng Dongjia's eyes as he said,

“Zhao Guangxi, I’ve already said it, the incident of people falling into the well and dying in your water pit was not done by us! I’ve asked the higher-ups, and there’s been no unusual activity recently!”
We haven't settled the score with you for that night raid on the warehouse, and now you're actually..."

Zhao Guangxi blinked and said,

"What do you mean by night raid and burning of the granary, or transporting of fine rice? I'm sorry I don't understand what you're saying, Brother Zheng."

As for falling into the well, we can only blame our bad luck. But if someone accidentally offends us, then don't blame us for being dragged down by my puddles and having bad luck too.

Did I ever say the words "transporting refined rice"?

Seeing that Zhao Guangxi was still pretending to be crazy, Zheng Dongjia simply cut to the chase and said,

"Where is Yang Lu, the Sick Tiger? Hand her over to me. It doesn't matter if the others die, but you know how important top-tier martial artists are to us..."

Also, taking what you shouldn't take is a bad thing! Return it to me as soon as possible, otherwise… the people of Yue Shan Dao Yuan won't be as reasonable as I am.”

Zhao Guangxi appeared calm and collected, but inwardly he was somewhat flustered.

It's been so long, and Yang Lu still hasn't come back?
Will that mysterious master of lightness skills catch up with me and kill me overnight?

The item... could it be hibiscus oil?

They've actually gotten involved with Yueshan Taoist Temple.

Zhao Guangxi chuckled, his expression meaningful.

"Well... that depends on Brother Zheng's sincerity."

Mr. Zheng took a deep breath and said,

"That's the end of tonight's matter. I won't pursue the matter from before. From now on, Wanlong Mill will never make things difficult for your Shuiwozi..."

Has Wanlong Damage Settlement really settled the matter quietly?
Upon hearing this, Zhao Guangxi's heart stirred.

He recalled the strategy he had discussed with Liu Ruyue a few days ago, a strategy of acting according to circumstances.

Looks like I can take this opportunity to extort some money from Wanlong Usui...

However, I need to bring that little girl Liu Ruyue along; I can't handle the Yue Shan Dao Academy alone...

Zhao Guangxi nodded: "Okay, we'll talk about that another day."

Upon receiving Zhao Guangxi's clear reply, Zheng Dongjia's expression eased slightly.

He glanced at the group of Shui San'er carrying torches, and suddenly said,

"Give me that guy named Chen Shunan, and I'm willing to exchange him for a spot in the Yueshan Taoist Academy's 'New Year's Eve Special' event."

"impossible!"

Zhao Guangxi's expression changed drastically, and the iron bead spinning in his hand stopped abruptly, emitting a piercing screech.

He looked at Zheng Dongjia, whose chubby face was distorted and squeezed together, with fine black hairs growing out and covering his nose, forehead, and temples.

Its pupils were dark and gleaming with an amber-green light. A menacing aura emanated from it, like a cat-like demon.

"No one can touch my people! If you dare to lay a hand on them, I will tear you apart and make you suffer a fate worse than death!"

Zhao Guangxi's voice was icy, and he was extremely protective of his own.

Zheng Dongjia didn't seem to notice the strangeness on Zhao Guangxi's face, but he was startled by Zhao Guangxi's ruthless attitude.

His uncle's!

These stinking outsiders, my ancestors were from Baishan!
If it weren't for my ancestors giving these peasants a bowl of rice, they would have starved to death by the roadside long ago. How could they be barking here like dogs!
Without saying a word, Zheng Dongjia rolled up his sleeves and hurried downstairs.

After exiting the Kui Xing Pagoda, he stepped into the sedan chair.

"Where is Xiang Zhe?" came a voice suppressing its anger.

A burly man immediately appeared and headed towards the rice mill.

Soon, the man returned, carrying a barely breathing, unconscious figure in his hand.

"Reporting to Master, Xiang Zhe is feigning death and hiding among the rocks."

Xiang Zhe suddenly opened his eyes wide, 'awakened', and wanted to say something.

The big man pressed lightly on the back of Xiang Zhe's neck, and Xiang Zhe promptly passed out.

"Take him back with me! Let's go!"

The sedan chair carriers quickly lifted the sedan chair.

The rest of the attendants surrounded him on both sides, clearing the way and bringing up the rear.

The sparse moonlight poured down onto the bluestone slabs.

At the top of the tower, Zhao Guangxi watched the departing sedan chair, his eyes filled with disdain, and spat.
"What bondservants? They're nothing but lackeys! But..."

Zhao Guangxi then seemed to remember something, his eyes filled with curiosity, and he murmured,

"Who exactly is that mysterious expert? After investigating for so many days, there are still no clues. It's as if he appeared out of thin air... Yang Lu died at his hands? He's quite bold."

……

The farce ended in vain.

Yue Ting's ears twitched slightly as he heard the sound of a sedan chair being lifted, coming from the blue bricks beneath his feet.

The sedan chair bearers and servants were breathing slightly faster as they quickly disappeared into the distance.

Yue Ting immediately realized what was happening and stood silently in place, reaching out to stop the people in the mortar behind him.

Zhou Qing smiled and gave Yue Ting a deep bow.

Like a young girl in the throes of first love, he looked at Yue Ting's throat, sternum, intercostal spaces, elbows, and other parts of his body that would be easy to dismember before leaving, his gaze filled with tender affection.

Then he quickly left with his group of Shui San'er.

Feeling that strange gaze, Yue Ting's lips twitched, and he cursed inwardly.
"What a freak!"

……

A moment later, the group of Shui San'er gathered at the foot of Kui Xing Tower.

Ahua was left aside, and no one paid any attention to him.

Zhao Guangxi stood on a slightly elevated stone seat, smiling as he looked at the crowd.

Zhou Qing stood behind Zhao Guangxi.

Among the group of men, Chen Shunan looked up and saw his unfamiliar employer.

Zhao Guangxi rarely came to Shaxijing, after all, he was busy with Wanji, and had three fresh water wells and twelve muddy water wells under his command, as well as many subordinates.

However, due to Lin Shou-chou's presence and its proximity to Wanlong Mill, Shajijing held a relatively high position in Zhao Guangxi's mind.

That's why they placed four or five second-rate martial artists there.

While the other three were still chattering away about their night's harvest, standing and sitting improperly...

Chen Shunan had already stepped out of the crowd and quickly walked to the stone seat.

Zhao Guangxi carefully examined Chen Shunan's features, recognized him, and smiled.
"Oh? It's Old Chen! It's been almost a year since we last met. I heard you've broken through to the second tier? Congratulations! It's a shame you're being sent to those down-on-their-luck people to deliver dirty water."

"I'm not upset. No matter is too small for the employer!"

Chen Shunan seemed to have prepared his answer beforehand, and spoke off the cuff.

"My achievements today are entirely due to the kindness of my employer! The drinking water of countless households depends on my employer. It is my blessing to be able to serve my employer and solve their problems!"

After saying that, Chen Shunan stepped forward and handed over Li Tanqi, the Golden-Headed Overlord, and everything else he had obtained.

loyalty!

The scene suddenly fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

(End of this chapter)