A Good Romance
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Ling Han broke into a smile, and said, "Thank you indeed!"
That Young Master Long was immensely pleased with himself, but before he could finish his thought, he felt his vision darken. Peng, his face crashed onto the table, and under the huge impact, the entire table was shattered into pieces. His face was also covered in soup.
"How dare you!" The four servants shouted angrily at the same time, and all grabbed at Ling Han.
Peng, peng, peng, peng. Ling Han instantly threw out four punches, and the four servants instantly clutched their chests, their faces pale as they sat down on the ground. They felt that they couldn't catch their breath no matter how hard they tried, and the discomfort was indescribable.
"F * * *, who asked you to be so arrogant!" Ji De Rong charged over, and started to beat up the four servants.
His cultivation was sealed, and because he was too slow in serving the dishes, it was inevitable that he would be arrogant since he was an elite warrior on the Prodigy Roll. As a result, he was ruthlessly kicked by that young man. If it wasn't for the fact that he had the Spiritual Pedestal Tier's Origin Power to temper his body, he would definitely be heavily injured by now.
How could he not be enraged? The expression on Shui Gu Cheng's face was not much better. It was just that he was not as rash as Ji De Rong, and was even more disdainful to lower himself to the level of a few servants.
Ling Han thought for a moment, then with a wave of his hand, undid the seals on Ji and Shui Gu Cheng's bodies, and said, "On the account that you two have performed well these ten days, I'll consider the debt settled."
Shui Gu Cheng and Shui Gu Cheng were still in slight disbelief, and only when they felt the surging Origin Power in their bodies did they wake up from their dreams. They were both deeply moved. These ten days, their Origin Power had been sealed, and they were like ordinary people, allowing them to experience a different taste of life, and seemed to have a deeper understanding of Martial Art.
"Bastard, you actually dare to injure me!" Young Master Long crawled to his feet, a carrot hanging from the corner of his mouth. His face was covered in soup, and his expression was filled with rage. "Do you know who I am?"
"Hearing such a familiar tone, I can guess that you have a very powerful elder brother, or perhaps a father," Ling Han said with a smile.
"Wrong, I have an extremely powerful elder sister," Young Master Long said proudly.
Pa, he was once again slapped onto the ground by Ling Han.
"What a stubborn idiot," Ling Han said with a shake of his head.
Ji De Rong glared at the young man, and said in a very ferocious manner, "Han, Young Master Han, hand this brat over to Ji Da, no, hand him over to me to deal with, what do you say?" He licked his lips, his eyes ablaze.
This young man was only in the seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier, and he was actually bullied by such a minor character. If he did not take revenge for this, how could he still be considered a human? In comparison, he was actually quite convinced of Ling Han's abilities. The latter's abilities were indeed impressive, and he was no match for him.
"You dare!" Young Master Long shouted loudly. "My elder sister is Zhu Xuan Er!"
"Eh?"
Ji De Rong and Shui Gu Cheng both exclaimed in astonishment. Zhu Xuan Er was not only the most beautiful person in the north region, she also had the potential to become the strongest person in the younger generation of the north region. In the future, it was possible that her achievements would not only be limited to the Spiritual Infant Tier.
One could offend anyone, but not Zhu Xuan Er, because her influence was too great. She only needed to raise her voice, and how many heroes would be willing to go through fire and water for her?
Peng, Young Master Long was once again slapped onto the ground by Ling Han.
"What are you shouting for? Pay up!" Ling Han said fiercely.
"Pay up? Pay up?" Young Master Long looked very surprised. He was obviously the victim, all right?
"You broke the table in my shop, don't pay up!" Ling Han said fiercely.
"It was obviously you who knocked my head onto the table," Young Master Long said weakly.
With a peng, fine, he once again crashed onto the floor, smashing a hole in it.
"How dare you, you actually broke the floor of my shop again!" Ling Han said darkly.
Young Master Long felt extremely wronged. It was obviously him who was being beaten up, so why was he being blamed? But after being continuously hit a few times, he could be considered to have realized that Ling Han was even more arrogant and overbearing than he was, and even more unreasonable.
People like him were usually arrogant, but what he was most afraid of was being fiercely yelled at by others. Now that he was repeatedly beaten up by Ling Han, he was finally afraid.
"I'll pay up!" he said obediently. "How much?"
Ling Han snatched the spatial ring from his hand and directly wiped away the divine sense that the other had left behind. Then, he scanned inside and found that there were actually a few thousand Origin crystals. He couldn't help but smile and say, "Just this much, I don't think it's too little."
"You're practically robbing me!" Young Master Long said, feeling wronged.
"En!" Ling Han glared at him.
Young Master Long hurriedly shook his head and said, "You deserve it!"
"You can scram now." Ling Han casually flung his hand and threw Young Master Long away. The four servants did the same.
"Wait and see, I'll definitely be back!" After Young Master Long ran far away, he threw down these words and then broke into a mad dash.
Ling Han couldn't help but laugh. A second generation ancestor was a second generation ancestor, only knowing how to use others' power to intimidate others.
"Ling Han, we'll meet again in twenty days at the Prodigy Tournament. I definitely won't lose to you!" Shui Gu Cheng said coldly.
Ling Han had heard of the rules of the Prodigy Tournament. In this kind of tournament, alchemical pills and Spirit Tools were not allowed to be used to avoid unfair competition. However, the Spirit Treasures Pavilion would prepare a large number of weapons, all forged from Level Five materials. Though they weren't Spirit Tools, they were extremely sturdy and strong enough to withstand the attack of a Spiritual Pedestal Tier elite.
In Shui Gu Cheng's mind, he was able to win against him because of the Demon Birth Sword. Thus, since the Prodigy Tournament didn't allow the use of Spirit Tools, he naturally had a chance of winning.
Ling Han didn't bother to explain, and only waved his hand. When the time came, he'd just let Hu Niu ravage him.
Ji De Rong hurriedly broke into a run. After being tormented by Ling Han for ten days, he could be considered to be filled with wariness towards Ling Han, so he naturally had to keep his distance from this demon.
Young Master Long, whose full name was Zhu Long Xing, was indeed Zhu Xuan Er's younger brother. Actually, his talent in Martial Art wasn't bad, but it was still a far cry from Zhu Xuan Er's. Moreover, he didn't have the fanatical pursuit of Martial Art in his personality, so he only ate, drank, and played around. At present, he was only in the seventh layer of Gushing Spring Tier.
How could he be willing to suffer such a huge loss? He immediately ran to find someone to help him, and his first choice was Liu Qi Yuan, who had recently called him brother and was on very good terms with him.
When he arrived at Listen to the Rain Pavilion, Liu Qi Yuan received him very warmly. Good wine, good food, and there were even beautiful singers and dancers to accompany him, giving him enough face.
"Brother Qi Yuan, I was bullied by someone today." After drinking a few cups of wine, Zhu Long Xing couldn't hold it in any longer, and began to complain to Liu Qi Yuan.
"What, there's someone in this Extreme Yang City who dares to bully my brother? Tell me, who's so daring? I'll chop off his dog head for you!" Liu Qi Yuan immediately said, patting his chest.
"Many thanks, Brother Qi Yuan," Zhu Long Xing hurriedly said. "I've asked around, that guy's name is Ling Han."
Pu!
Liu Qi Yuan instantly sprayed out a mouthful of wine, which directly splashed onto Zhu Long Xing's face, making Zhu Long Xing's face filled with confusion. What was the meaning of this?
"Cough, cough, cough …" Liu Qi Yuan couldn't stop coughing, and hurriedly drank some tea to suppress his shock. Holding on to a sliver of hope, he said, "It can't be Forget Can't Ling Han, right?"
"It's that guy!"
Pu, Liu Qi Yuan sprayed another mouthful of wine, which was surprisingly accurate, splashing onto Zhu Long Xing's face again.
Zhu Long Xing: "…"
Ten thousand grass mud horses galloped past, what the f * ck. It's fine if you sprayed me once, but do you have a grudge against me?
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