After handing over all his spirit stones and gold coins to the three women, Xiao Chen's Space Ring instantly became empty, leaving only some pills, talismans, and the Ink Dragon Sword.
With a bitter face, Xiao Chen returned to his seat and gulped down large mouthfuls of wine. It felt as if he was going to finish a year's worth of wine in one go.
There was nothing he could do about it. He was now poor, so poor that he could not even find a single gold coin. What did it mean to say that his pockets were cleaner than his face? That was exactly what Xiao Chen meant.
Looking at Xiao Chen's aggrieved face, Gu Lingyao pulled Xiao Chen's hand and smiled.
"Alright, there's still our share. Big Brother Xiao Chen may not have money, but we do. In the future, whatever Big Brother Xiao Chen wants, Lingyao can buy it for you."
The little girl had a bright smile on her face. Hearing this, Xiao Chen wanted to cry but had no tears. What was this? Was he using his own money to support himself?
When he thought about how he would have to report to the three women in front of him for instructions no matter what he wanted to buy in the future, Xiao Chen felt that his future was dark.
He lowered his head and continued to drink. At the same time, Xiao Chen secretly made a decision in his heart.
"No, I'll be in charge of my future. Damn it, it's just that I don't have money. It looks like I'll have to think of a way to hide some money in the future."
Xiao Chen's temperament was naturally not comparable to that of an ordinary person. He quickly pulled himself together. At this time, this fellow was already thinking about how to hide his money in the future. This was called having a political strategy and a countermeasure.
After successfully establishing a three-point agreement with Xiao Chen, the three women's moods clearly improved a lot. At the same time, their relationship with each other also became much closer. This made Xiao Chen feel very gratified.
After all, they were all his women. If they were hostile to each other all day long, Xiao Chen would really have a headache. But now, it seemed that this problem did not exist.
They happily sat together, eating and chatting. As for Wang Ben's matter, it had long been thrown to the back of their minds.
However, while the four of them didn't care about Wang Ben, Wang Ben didn't think the same way. Previously, he had been violently beaten up by Xiao Chen without saying a word and then kicked out of the private room. Wang Ben had immediately contacted his family.
Wang Ben's Wang Clan was one of the top clans in the Ancient Order City. There was nothing that could be done about it. The Old Ancestor of the Wang Clan was a Saint of the Ancient Saint Sect. Just this point alone was not something that ordinary clans could compare with.
Wang Ben had never suffered such a huge loss in Ancient Order City. He swore that he would definitely teach Xiao Chen a lesson.
About an hour later, the guards of the Wang Family, as well as Wang Ben's father, hurriedly arrived at the Gentle Wind Restaurant. They directly climbed to the second floor and saw Wang Ben lying in the corridor.
There was still a trace of blood at the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, and his hair was a mess. Mo Yan was in a miserable state. Seeing this, Wang Ben's father hurriedly walked over and asked with concern.
"Ben 'er, are you alright? Don't scare me …"
Wang Ben was the only son, so he had been spoiled by his parents since he was young. Of course, Wang Ben's father wasn't a big shot in the Wang Clan. However, they were still direct descendants of the Wang Clan, so they still had some say in the Wang Clan.
As a matter of fact, Wang Ben's father had brought over a dozen guards of the Wang Clan with a Sound Transmission Talisman. He had even brought along a Peak Dao Sovereign of the Wang Clan.
Seeing that his father had arrived, Wang Ben didn't know where he got the strength from, but he actually stood up shakily. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at the private room where Xiao Chen and the others were. He gnashed his teeth and said.
"Father, I'm going to kill that little bastard."
"Alright, alright, alright. I'll definitely kill him to avenge you," Wang Ben's father said without hesitation.
Perhaps in the eyes of the father and son, it was fine to kill someone like Xiao Chen. So what if he was a disciple of the Ancient Saint Sect? The Wang Clan's ancestor was a Saint.
As they spoke, Wang Ben walked out of the private room with the help of his father. Just like Xiao Chen, a guard of the Wang Clan kicked the door open. Then, a group of people filed in and instantly surrounded Xiao Chen and the others.
After being surrounded by a group of Wang Clan guards, Wang Ben and his father walked in.
Seeing Qin Shuirou and the other two girls in the private room, Wang Ben's father was stunned. Such beautiful girls were really rare in the world.
A look of infatuation flashed across his eyes, but Wang Ben's father was an old man. He was naturally more shrewd, so he didn't show his infatuation. Instead, he turned to look at Xiao Chen.
Wang Ben's father's face naturally darkened when he saw Xiao Chen. He said with faint killing intent, "You're the one who injured my son?"
Xiao Chen drank a mouthful of wine before turning to look at the father and son. Xiao Chen hadn't killed Wang Ben earlier. Although it wouldn't have been a big deal if he killed Wang Ben, Xiao Chen wouldn't kill someone over such a small matter.
Since he didn't kill Wang Ben, he naturally didn't fear the Wang Clan's revenge. So, Xiao Chen said indifferently.
"I'm already giving your Wang Clan face by not killing him."
There was no panic in his voice at all. Wang Ben's father's face darkened. What an arrogant brat. He actually dared to act so arrogantly in front of the Wang Clan.
He silently glanced at an old man beside him. This old man was a guest that Wang Ben's father had brought from the Wang Clan. He was a Great Perfection Dao Sovereign.
This kind of cultivation wasn't considered much in the Ancient Sacred Sect, but it was an indispensable backbone of the major clans in Ancient Order City.
Wang Ben's father didn't doubt the strength of this guest at all. When he saw Wang Ben's father glance at him, the guest took a step forward. A pressure unique to Dao Sovereigns spread out and pressed down on Xiao Chen.
In the guest's opinion, Xiao Chen was so young. How high could his cultivation be?
He wanted to use his might to pressure Xiao Chen, but it was a pity that Xiao Chen remained calm and composed under the pressure of the worshipper's might. His expression remained unchanged. The worshipper's heart froze in response. He seemed to have vaguely guessed something.
Unlike trash like Wang Ben and his father, this guest was able to cultivate to the Dao Sovereign realm. Naturally, he wasn't a good-for-nothing. At the same time, he had a good understanding of the situation in the Tianhe Continent.
He knew that there was only one explanation for someone of Xiao Chen's age to be so calm under his pressure. Xiao Chen was at least a Prospective Holy Son. If not, Xiao Chen definitely wouldn't be able to resist his pressure.
When he thought that Xiao Chen might be a Prospective Holy Son, the guest panicked a little. However, Xiao Chen said indifferently.
"Get lost. If you don't accept it, you can ask your Ancestor to come here personally. The few of you aren't qualified."
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