Their destination was Emerald City. Ye Chong did not go alone. This was because Han Yue had not paid him in full. It was not that Han Yue had any ulterior motives, but he did not have much money with him. Of course, this was also because the two of them had not agreed on a specific amount of money, which made things difficult for Han Yue.
How much should he pay? This was a headache for Han Yue. He had quite a lot of money with him. 30 Oblivion Diamonds was not a small sum anywhere. However, if thirty Oblivion Diamonds was enough to get rid of a Terror Level Alchemist, it would not be good to piss him off. After all, the alchemist had even used the legendary Green Tempest. If he did not reward him generously, even Han Yue would look down on himself for being stingy.
"Go ask." Han Yue did not want to talk to this mysterious man. It was not just him. No one else in the group had the courage to talk to the God of Death. In fact, there was not a single fly within 10 meters of Ye Chong. In the end, Han Yue had no choice but to go himself. The answer he got was - whatever.
Ye Chong did not know the concept of currency here, which was why he said "whatever".
The word 'whatever' was probably the most flexible word. In the end, Han Yue suggested that Ye Chong pay when he reached Emerald City. Entering Emerald City would mean entering the Han Family's territory, and any problems would be easily solved.
Ye Chong looked at the map, and knew that Emerald City was the only city nearby, and agreed. He needed to replenish his supplies in the city.
Han Yue handed the map to Ye Chong as quickly as he could. After looking at the map, Ye Chong realized that he was very far away from the Wang Family Village. The vastness of the Black Forest had far exceeded his expectations. He couldn't help but secretly rejoice at his luck.
He wondered how Rui Bing and the rest were doing. The only thing he could be sure of was that Rui Bing and the rest must have met with some accident. It had been so many days. How were they doing?
"Take care!" Ye Chong muttered to himself.
After handing the map to Ye Chong, Han Yue did not want to stay a second longer in front of this terrifying alchemist, and quickly excused himself. Ye Chong did not ask him to stay, and saw him off.
"What does that strange man do all alone in his tent?" A voice came.
"Who knows? Aren't alchemists supposed to be secretive? "Another voice said.
The first person immediately teased, "Hehe, you better be careful not to let Bibia hear you. Otherwise, you'll suffer."
"Tsk, it doesn't matter if Bibiya hears it, but you'll only suffer if he hears it. If that weirdo hears you, there probably won't be anyone to collect your corpse. "
"That's right, that's right. Don't worry, I won't help you collect your corpse. Who knows if there's any poison on it?" Another person agreed.
Ye Chong rolled his eyes helplessly. Over the past few days, he had heard this kind of conversation countless times. No one dared to approach him, and there was nothing around his tent. Ye Chong did not plan to communicate with them, and spent his days studying in his tent.
The others saw that Ye Chong was not coming out, and was standing far away, so they spoke freely. They did not expect Ye Chong to hear every word of their conversation. For the sake of safety, the distance between each tent was short. Ye Chong's hearing was very sensitive, and he could hear almost everything in the campsite.
These days, he was the hottest topic in the campsite.
However, there was one particular discussion that caught his attention. He concentrated his mind and carefully captured the faint sound.
"That weirdo is crazy! Too cruel! Heavens, there's actually such a crazy person in this world! "It was a woman's voice. There were only two women in the entire underground campsite, the old mistress and her maidservant. This must be the maidservant's voice.
"Hehe, Ying 'er, you're wrong. Against an enemy, the more ruthless you are, the more likely you are to survive. "The old mistress's voice was kind and doting.
"Madam, he's too ruthless. Ying 'er has been having nightmares for the past few days. So scary! He's just like his ancestor, "the maidservant called Ying 'er said in a sweet voice.
"Oh. His ancestor? Did Ying 'er hear something from outside? "The old mistress asked with interest.
"Yes, yes, they're all talking about it outside." The maidservant Ying 'er explained the story of Green Tempest vividly.
At this point, Ye Chong finally understood. So there was such a thing, but he was curious why Lunatic Guan's chip did not mention anything about such an important matter. If he had known earlier, he would not have used the Green Tempest. He had a few other methods that he could use, but the Green Tempest was the most convenient. Moreover, the weather that day was very suitable for using the Green Tempest. That was why he decided to use it.
He did not want to attract attention. He had long understood the benefits of keeping a low profile. If his identity as an outsider were to be known, it would undoubtedly be a rather troublesome matter.
"Oh, so this weirdo is from a famous family," the old mistress said with interest.
"Famous family? How can such a bad person be from a famous family? "Ying 'er muttered.
The old mistress maintained her smile. "Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's a bad name or a righteous one, it's still a name, isn't it?"
As Ye Chong listened to the conversation between the two, his mind raced. Could Lunatic Guan really be the descendant of the person who invented Green Tempest? Lunatic Guan had always been secretive about her teacher's school, and never revealed anything about it.
However, Green Tempest was very common in the chip, and Lunatic Guan's comments about it were also common. He could not see anything wrong with it.
Ye Chong quickly put the question aside. He was only interested in knowledge, and had no sense of belonging to his teacher's school.
"This person is obviously not a good person. Madam, tell me, who would bargain in such a critical moment? If he was a kind-hearted person, he would have helped us already. Wouldn't more people die if we dragged this on? He's just a petty person, not some senior or expert. "The maidservant Ying 'er was very disdainful of Ye Chong.
"Hehe, you can't say that. He's not related to us, but he's willing to save us. We can only be grateful. Besides, Ying 'er, you might not have noticed, but he never mentioned a specific price. Think about it, if he asked for too much back then, we would have had no choice but to agree. Besides, would an expert like him lack money? If he wanted money, he had plenty of ways to get it. He wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. As for the map, it's even less valuable. Hehe, he's not as bad as you think. "The Old Mistress was still smiling.
"But …" Ying 'er hesitated, and asked, "Isn't he afraid that we'll go back on our word?"
"You, you just don't want to use your brain. Think about it, he had the ability to save us from the wolf pack. It shouldn't be too difficult for him to kill us all. Han Yue wouldn't be as stupid as you. An expert like him would be more than willing to be on our side. Who would want to make an enemy out of money? "The Old Mistress chided Ying 'er, but then explained the pros and cons of the situation.
"Yes. But that person is cold, and doesn't seem like a good person. Sigh, Madam, do you think he'll kill us all if we go back on our word? "Ying 'er asked curiously.
The Old Mistress was silent for a moment, and then replied confidently, "He will. He definitely will. Ying 'er, there are a few types of people in this world that you should not offend. This person is one of them. Remember that! "The Old Mistress was no longer gentle, and warned sternly.
"Ying 'er will remember that!" Ying' er replied obediently.
The conversation that followed did not yield any useful information, and Ye Chong quickly gave up. He did not have the habit of wasting time. All his time was spent on improving himself. It might take him a long time to improve, and the time he had right now was not even one ten-thousandth of that time. But he knew that his strength was constantly rising through this tiny bit of improvement.
He would never waste any time.
Before he could relax, however, he suddenly heard a faint sound. In the dark tent, Ye Chong's eyes lit up.
Someone seemed to be approaching him. Ye Chong could not make an accurate judgment. Soon, however, the footsteps became clear enough for Ye Chong to identify. The sound of footsteps came rushing over like a tide.
Ambush! Ye Chong was surprised, but quickly calmed down.
He calculated quickly. While he could not get an accurate figure, there were at least a hundred of them, and they were all highly skilled. If Ye Chong had not been concentrating on listening, he would not have heard the soft sounds. Ye Chong was lucky to have discovered the enemy so early.
The ambushers were moving quickly. Ye Chong listened carefully, and heard a few grunts. Someone had already been taken care of.
Ruthless! Ye Chong added another one in his mind. His priority now was to protect himself. Such a purposeful attack would definitely not be merciful. Besides, Ye Chong was not in the habit of leaving his fate in someone else's hands.
Ye Chong did not get up, but quietly opened the leaf pouch at his waist. Without a sound, the colorless and odorless powerful anesthetic immediately covered the entire tent. If he rushed out now, he would be more likely to be surrounded.
Now, he just had to wait for the fish to fall into the net. In the darkness, Ye Chong's calm eyes did not waver. Ye Chong hid in the darkness like a cat waiting patiently for its prey.
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