He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

The simpleton, with the red envelope in his mouth, stared wide-eyed with his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue.

So, I guess I've managed to earn a little money through my own abilities?

Er Lengzi wagged his tail excitedly.

Before it could even gloat for two seconds, Yang Guang reached out and snatched the red envelope from the dog's mouth, then casually stuffed it into his pocket.

"Um, Mr. Zhao."

Yang Guang said without batting an eye, "This dog is underage and doesn't know any better. It spends money recklessly, so I, as its owner, am taking care of it."

"When it gets married and breeds in the future, this will be its 'wife's dowry'."

After hearing this, Er Lengzi was so angry that he almost went berserk on the spot.

Holy crap!

You even steal money from dogs?

Are you even human?!

Er Lengzi cursed Yang Guang's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind, but because there were outsiders present, he could only whimper twice in grievance and lie on the ground pretending to be dead.

General Manager Zhao and Zhou Dacheng were also dumbfounded.

Master Yang's style of doing things is indeed unconventional.

Yang Guang waved his hand: "Then we'll be going now, President Zhao. President Zhou, please wait a moment."

"Farewell, Master Yang!"

Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhou Dacheng stood at the entrance of the villa, waving their hands as if seeing off a leader.

Jia Youcai couldn't wait to open the door of his pink old man's car.

"Hey bro, get in the car!"

Yang Guang quickly climbed into the passenger seat.

Chu Sheng, clutching a large porcelain cup, huffed and puffed as he squeezed into the back seat.

Er Lengzi jumped up and was immediately squeezed into a corner by Chu Sheng's 250-pound fat, his dog face pressed against the car window.

"boom!"

The old man's car let out a wail, and its chassis sank heavily.

Jia Youcai stepped on the gas, and the pink old man's car spewed out a puff of black smoke and sped away.

in the car.

Jia Youcai touched the thick red envelope in his pocket, feeling so happy he could fly to the sky.

As the old man stepped on the gas, he hummed a little tune while shaking his head.

"Today is a good day; all my wishes will come true!"

Tomorrow is a good day; let's open the door and welcome the spring breeze!

That hoarse voice echoed in the cramped carriage, sounding as awful as someone scratching a blackboard with their fingernails.

Yang Guang covered his ears and rolled his eyes: "Old Jia, can you shut up?"

"Are you trying to summon a spirit in the middle of the night?"

Jia Youcai chuckled, "Brother, I'm just in high spirits because of this happy occasion!"

"Who would have thought that I'd find five thousand yuan for nothing just by standing guard outside today?"

"This Mr. Zhao is meticulous; he's a man who gets things done!"

In the back seat.

Chu Sheng patted his round belly, and a rumbling sound instantly drowned out the engine noise of the old man's car.

"Amitabha."

Chu Sheng swallowed hard and leaned forward, saying, "Brother Guang, after all this commotion late at night, my stomach is growling."

"I feel like I could fit a cow inside my stomach right now."

"How about we find a place and get some barbecue?"

Jia Youcai's eyes lit up instantly at the mention of barbecue.

Old Deng's eyes lit up, and he immediately seized the opportunity: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

As Jia Youcai drove, he enthusiastically echoed, "What Fatty said makes perfect sense!"

"It's the middle of the night, we should go grab some barbecue!"

"A few lamb skewers, lamb kidneys, and two cases of ice-cold beer—that would be heaven!"

Speaking of which...

Jia Youcai turned around, winked at Yang Guang, and said with a fawning expression, "Brother, you've struck it rich today!"

"This afternoon, Boss Chen gave us the remaining 500,000 yuan, and just now, General Manager Zhao gave us another 500,000 yuan."

"He raked in over a million in one day! That's definitely a big spender!"

Jia Youcai shamelessly leaned closer: "Brother, you've made so much money, why don't you treat us to some barbecue tonight to improve our lives? That's not too much to ask, is it?"

"You can't be the only one eating all the food while we, the Taoist priest, starve!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guang's smile vanished instantly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, crossed his arms, and gave Jia Youcai a cold glance.

The air instantly became quieter.

Yang Guang sneered, "Old Jia, you've got some serious scheme going on. I could hear the abacus beads hitting my face from the passenger seat."

"I earned a million through my own abilities."

"That was all the start-up capital I used to get married and have more children for the Yang family; it was my lifeline!"

Yang Guang retorted irritably, "You have the nerve to ask me to treat you?"

"I also gave you 250,000 of the 500,000 deposit for Boss Chen this afternoon."

"If you hadn't brought this up, it would have been fine, but you insisted on bringing it up, didn't you?"

Yang Guang stretched out his hand and laid it out directly in front of Jia Youcai: "How about this, you first return the 250,000 yuan that you took from me."

"If you pay me back, I'll treat you to barbecue today."

"I'll also treat you to a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, a feast you can eat for a month straight without repeating a single dish."

"How is it?"

When Jia Youcai heard that he was asked to return 250,000 yuan, he was so shocked that he almost slipped off the steering wheel.

The old man's car walked out in a graceful S-shape on the road.

"Oh, my dear brother!"

Jia Youcai quickly slammed on the brakes, sweating profusely, and said, "You've almost killed me!"

"Once that money goes into my pocket, isn't it like throwing a meat bun to a dog—gone forever?"

"That's my savings for my funeral; I'm counting on it for my retirement. How can I possibly give it back to you!"

Jia Youcai was so anxious that his face turned red, and he waved his hands repeatedly, afraid that Yang Guangzhen would actually try to snatch it.

"Oh, I see."

Yang Guang withdrew his hand and stared at Jia Youcai with a smile.

That smile, in Jia Youcai's eyes, was more terrifying than a vengeful ghost.

"Old Jia."

Yang Guang said unhurriedly, "Since you're unwilling to refund the money, let's settle the score for tonight."

"Who was it outside just now who confidently claimed to have laid out a Heavenly Net and Earthly Net Vajra Formation?"

"Who said they were under immense pressure and had perfectly protected President Zhao and President Zhou?"

"To express his gratitude, Mr. Zhao just gave you a really big red envelope, right?"

Yang Guang leaned close to Jia Youcai's ear and whispered, "You didn't do anything here, yet you got five thousand yuan for nothing."

"And now you're making me, the main force who went in and fought the evil spirits to the death, and almost had my vitality damaged by the yin energy, treat you to dinner?"

"Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Yang Guang slapped his thigh and raised his voice eight octaves: "Old Jia, just look at your withered conscience and say something."

"Should you treat us to this barbecue today?"

Jia Youcai's expression right now was absolutely priceless.

The wrinkles on his old face were all tangled together, making him look like he had eaten a bite of an underripe bitter melon.

He feels like slapping himself in the face right now!

I'm just a jerk!

Why the hell did I provoke him?!

That kid is like a mythical creature, only taking in and never giving out. Who can pluck a single hair from him?

it's good now.

I didn't get a free meal, and I ended up getting myself into trouble.