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Chapter 217

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Xiao Yang swallowed his saliva, the corner of his mouth twitching. He had no choice but to take out a Ling Dan and pretend that his heart was bleeding. With a pained expression, he said, "Okay, okay?"

"Thank you, cousin. En."

Lan Jiaoye immediately stopped being angry. Instead, she became lively and happy. She gently used her cherry lips to kiss Xiao Yang's cheek, then skipped away.

When she left, she didn't forget to provoke Xiao Yang, saying, "The medicine shop that Xiao Man bought actually belongs to my Lan family. Why would you ask for money? Really, right now, the three masters of the Lan family are all eager to please you and get you back. They won't ask you to pay back that small amount of money. Oh, right, I already pushed the debt to you."

"You."

"Shameless."

"Despicable."

Xiao Yang was really angry.

Right now, he didn't want to have anything to do with the Lan family. This Lan Jiaoye was really good. She directly transferred the debt to him. However, it was fine. Anyway, the Lan family was too embarrassed to ask him for money.

Damn.

He angrily went back to his room to sleep.

Lan Jiaoye looked at his angry appearance and became even more proud.

Humph, you want to fight with me? You're too inexperienced.

The night was silent.

Dawn.

Everyone came down to eat.

At the Happy Arrival Inn, there was a noble guest. He wore a purple and gold jade robe, a mysterious level sword at his waist, and a pair of golden silk shoes on his feet. One look and you could tell that he was either rich or noble.

He was also playing with a bird in his hand, teasing it from time to time.

When that person saw Xiao Yang come down, he slowly walked towards Xiao Yang. Behind him, his guards, attendants, servants, and maids all moved one after another. The atmosphere was a bit scary.

Xiao Yang acted as if he didn't see them. He sat on a chair and ordered a bowl of porridge, eating it with pickled vegetables.

"Hello, Young Master. My surname is Zhang and my name is Zihe. Shall we be friends?"

Zhang Zihe placed the birdcage on the table and looked down at Xiao Yang. He reached out and placed his platinum fan on the table. Then, he accidentally dropped a Mystic Level storage bracelet on the table.

This scene was witnessed by many people at the side. They could not help but reveal expressions of envy and amazement.

"Whose Young Master is this? He's so rich."

"Yeah, he's really showing off his wealth. If only I were as rich as him."

Hearing the praises coming from all around, Zhang Zihe became even more excited. He slowly sat down and looked at Xiao Yang with a smile, saying lightly, "Little Brother, did you drop your jade bracelet? Please keep it well. You have to know that people who make friends with me never suffer losses. I lack everything, but money. "

As he said that, he pushed his jade bracelet towards Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang glanced at him indifferently and forced a smile. "Sorry, but even the best delicacies in the world can't compare to porridge, steamed buns, and pickled vegetables. There's still an empty table to the side. Have a safe trip, Zhang. I won't be seeing you off."

"You!"

Faced with Xiao Yang's calm demeanor, Zhang Zihe was instantly enraged.

No one had ever dared to disrespect him. Xiao Yang was the first.

This was because he came from the alchemy clan of Qingyang city, the Zhang family. The Zhang family's connections spanned across the four great cities, so he obviously had connections in Martial Yang city as well. There were countless people who wanted to curry favour with him.

Yet, Xiao Yang did not give him any face at all.

Zhang Zihe had come to Martial Yang city this time for the sake of the competition. However, he did not mind teaching Lan Xingmeng and Xiao Yang a lesson while he was at it, as he hated the two of them very much. This hatred had been passed down from his father's generation.

Everyone knew that in the past, Zhang Dalong liked Lan Xingmeng very much. He had even pursued her many times, which had shaken up the entire city. Unfortunately, he still failed in the end. Moreover, he had lost to a farmer from the mountains.

Afterwards, Zhang Dalong became depressed, drowning his sorrows in alcohol. Even now, he had failed to regain his fighting spirit.

Whether it was in terms of family background or personal cultivation talent, Xiao Wangu was nowhere near Zhang Dalong's level. However, Lan Xingmeng was like a blind person, actually choosing Xiao Wangu.

As Zhang Dalong's son, Zhang Zihe was utterly furious. With this grievance, he wanted to vent his anger here.

As a matter of fact, he had hired someone to assassinate Lan Xingmeng, and had even secretly poisoned her with the Nine Underworlds Poison.

Now, he had found Xiao Yang and wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate Xiao Yang. Suddenly becoming rich was just a method to attack Xiao Yang's self-confidence.

Just look, just compare. He was eating plain porridge and pickled vegetables, while he had everything he wanted. The difference between wealth and poverty was so obvious.

"What? Do you not understand human language? "

Xiao Yang coldly glanced at him.

How could he not know that Zhang Zihe was here to cause trouble? From the information that the assassin had spat out and the Nine Underworlds Poison in Lan Xingmeng's body, he could tell that Zhang Zihe was here to cause trouble.

Zhang Zihe was an alchemist who specialized in using poisons.

Wasn't Xiao Yang the same?

Don't be fooled by Zhang Zihe's magnanimous appearance, saying that he was going to give him a Profound Grade Magic Treasure storage attribute jade bracelet. In fact, when he touched the jade bracelet, he had already begun to poison it.

"How dare you! How dare you talk to me like that? You're courting death. "

Zhang Zihe couldn't hold it in anymore. His face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with anger.

This damned Xiao Yang. He hadn't even made a move yet, yet Xiao Yang dared to provoke him and call him a dog. This was intolerable.

He thought fiercely, 'I've only just poisoned Lan Xingmeng and sent someone to kill her. If you're so impatient to die, I'll definitely fulfill your wish.'

However, with so many people watching, he couldn't directly make a move.

After thinking for a while, he restrained his emotions and reached out his hand to Xiao Yang. He said gently, "I went overboard just now. Please forgive me, brother. I don't think you'll be so petty."

Even the bystanders started to speak.

"Yes, yes. Look at him. Why don't we just forgive him?"

"That's how a gentleman should behave."

Everyone only saw Zhang Zihe's friendliness and friendliness.

In reality, only Xiao Yang knew that when Zhang Zihe reached out his hand, his palm was already filled with poison. As long as he touched it, he would be poisoned.

Xiao Yang blinked. After thinking for a while, he reached out his hand and smiled. "Yes, yes. You did go overboard. Alright, I forgive you. You can leave now."

After shaking his hand, he slowly released it.

Zhang Zihe was incomparably proud. He thought to himself, 'You think I'll really shake hands and make peace? Idiot. You don't even know that you've been tricked to death by me.'

He turned around and led his servants to sit at the side. He began to eat breakfast. He ate slowly and leisurely. From time to time, he would look at Xiao Yang with a smile on his face.

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