Chapter 2704 - 39: Flower Street Turmoil (Part 3)

"As for the name mentioned by the Supreme..."

He furrowed his brow, "Yuan Yong extorted outside of the regular payments and tarnished the reputation of the Fruit and Flower Club, he should be punished. This is the reason for the Fruit and Flower Club, thus it is the ’big name.’ Yuan Yong came to extort me, and in a moment of indignation, I impulsively killed him, this is my reason, which is the ’small name.’ But, is my reason not quite justifiable? Extorting a few of the Five Coin King Money doesn’t normally warrant death. The Fruit and Flower Club over there..."

Great Ancient God said, "If not only did he extort but also insult you, beat you, or smashed your grandfather’s memorial tablet?"

The insult and beating indeed could count, but...

Chai Asi said, "My grandfather doesn’t have a memorial tablet."

"Think again," said the voice in the mirror.

"There really is," Chai Asi finally remembered, "it’s on the altar!"

The voice in the mirror simply said, "Remember it should look aged."

...

Having walked out of his small yard, Chai Asi was already different.

With a broken iron strip hanging from his waist, his face was bruised and swollen, and there were several blade cuts on his body, with fresh bloodstains.

The road to the Old Ape Tavern had been traveled many times.

Never before had he walked so confidently and naturally.

Despite the anger, cowardice, and fear on his face—which he had carefully adjusted in front of the Ancient Divine Mirror under the guidance of the Ancient Divine Venerable—

In his heart, he was actually fearless.

With the great Ancient God backing him, even if he faced Demon King Quanshouzeng, what was there to fear in battle?

With sharp blades in hand, a murderous intent arose.

A three-foot sword hung at his waist, going north or south, east or west, a commoner’s rage would be enough!

The Ancient God touched my head, three blades killed Yuan Yong. One day five blades will kill Demon King, it shouldn’t be a problem.

Of course, the sincere teachings from Ancient God still echoed in his heart—

"Though no one can escape name and profit, beyond name and profit, there is still emotion to consider. Would anyone be utterly unable to forgive you for Yuan Yong’s death?"

"What if someone can’t?" Chai Asi asked in his heart.

"What is your sword for?" Ancient God countered.

Chai Asi thought carefully, "I suppose there isn’t."

"That means you have one less trouble, I look forward to your coming performance." The great Ancient God cut off the voice.

Chai Asi, dragging his bloodstained body, only walked faster.

Monsters passing by looked at him with some surprise, but no one came up to ask him what happened. In this city, nobody considered him important, and of course, no one wanted to cause trouble because of him.

Chai Asi thus burst into the Old Ape Tavern full of bloodstains, and before the guarding demon could roll up his sleeves, he urgently said, "I want to see the Fifth Master! Regarding the regular payment!"

The guarding demon Pig Dali laughed boisterously.

Known as "Scar-faced Master," Yuan Yong, and known as "Fifth Master," Yuan Laoxi, both were chief incense holders of the Fruit and Flower Club’s Water Curtain Hall.

But while the former was in the prime of life, the latter was already in decline, thus their influence couldn’t compare, and even the fat job of collecting regular payments was taken by Yuan Yong.

After grabbing the lucrative job, Yuan Yong also wanted additional earnings, this couldn’t be hidden from many demons, he had heard the rumors too.

What amused him was that Chai Asi, this cowardly dog demon who everyone could bully, didn’t dare defy Yuan Yong, yet he dared to come to the Old Ape Tavern to demand the regular payment already given?

"Hahaha... uh!"

Boar-sized Pig Dali couldn’t laugh anymore.

Before he realized what happened, a rusty iron sword had already reached into his mouth.

The taste of rust was bitter on the tongue. That bit of chill could penetrate his throat and shatter his neck at any moment!

The tavern’s drinkers were all momentarily silent.

Many of the little monsters here knew Chai Asi, and were aware he was just a useless pastry. How had he suddenly turned into a fierce demon?!

"I want to see the Fifth Master." Chai Asi still ignored any demon, only using suddenly fierce eyes to stare at Pig Dali, repeating again.

Pig Dali raised both hands, dared not move, only responded through his nose, "Uh!"

Chai Asi slowly withdrew the iron sword, using his eyes to signal Pig Dali to turn around, then pressed the iron sword against his lower back, following him into the back of the tavern.

Passing the countertop, he coldly said, "Warm me a pot of wine."

Snow dotted her jade arms and neck, standing gracefully behind the counter was Yuan Laoxi’s daughter, Yuan Xiaoqing, who occasionally helped at the tavern.

Her hand was under the counter, just grasping a boning knife when Chai Asi spoke such words, giving her a passing cold glance.

How transformative indeed!

Yuan Xiaoqing hadn’t yet reacted, dumbly nodded her head.