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She wanted to understand the boy, but as soon as she thought about the reason for her seclusion being for her child, Qidao, she dismissed the idea. Nothing was more important than Qidao's safe and sound growth; as long as the child grew up healthily, she was willing to give up anything. She turned to look at her child and couldn't help but sigh... The four-year-old boy, Qidao, sat by the window, holding a handful of sunflower seeds, eating while swinging his little legs, seemingly unafraid of the bloody actions that had occurred earlier with An Zheng. She turned to look at her child and couldn't help but sigh... The four-year-old boy, Qidao, sat by the window, holding a handful of sunflower seeds, eating while swinging his little legs, seemingly unafraid of the bloody actions that had occurred earlier with An Zheng.

Liu Laizi howled in pain like a pig being slaughtered, how could he still dare to say he couldn't do it? He endured the pain and nodded uncontrollably, not knowing in his heart what kind of insults he was hurling at An Zheng. An Zheng, too lazy to pay him any mind, slowly walked over to the second thug he had beaten, Zhou An, and asked: "What about you, do you remember how much you owe me?"

An Zheng glanced back and noticed that the little girl was truly beautiful and so adorable. He wiped the blood off his hands onto himself, walked over to Qi Dao's side, and sat at the window with his buttocks raised: "Qi Dao, did you feel scared when you saw your brother hitting someone just now?"

Zhang Lei's face was bloodied from the beating, but his injuries were not particularly severe. At that moment, An Zheng appeared to him like the Grim Reaper. Despite An Zheng not being particularly tall and appearing somewhat frail, when he struck just now, he seemed like a vengeful spirit. Even if they combined their strength, they were no match for him. As long as An Zheng remained in Nanshan Street, he would no longer dare to appear before An Zheng.

An Zheng furrowed his brows slightly and asked, "Who is your employer?"

In the tavern, Aunt Ye gazed at the two young boys standing on the street with their arms around each other's shoulders, a hint of intriguing expression flashing in her eyes. The seemingly frail boy possessed a truly unique aura, as he stood there with the chubby one, raising his hand to point towards the distance, as if he were atop the highest peak in the world, gesturing towards the vast landscape. Although he appeared to be merely a child of around ten years old, how could he evoke such a sense of lofty admiration?

Du Shoushou walked up to An Zheng and said: "Is it really that easy to let him go? If it weren't for that guy, none of this would have happened today. The one who bullies you the most on a daily basis is him. Xiao Dezhi's leg was also broken by him, leaving him disabled for life. And then there's Li Han, who had three of his fingers cut off by him; he doesn't even dare to show his hand to anyone now"

An Zheng comforted the cat and smiled, "The bully really doesn't lack money."

The person made a gesture of invitation: "Our host's surname is Chen"

Upon hearing this, Du Shoushou's expression immediately changed. He stepped forward and grabbed An Zheng, shaking his head vigorously: "An Zheng, you cannot go!"

At that moment, some people in the distance were carrying several large boxes. Upon seeing the scene of injuries and disabilities, they all turned pale with fright. The leader of the group quickly approached An Zheng and politely said: "Master An, this is the silver that our employer has sent to you."

An Zheng wanted to inquire about what was going on, but upon seeing Aunt Ye's flickering gaze, he felt it was better not to pry into others' privacy

Before he finished speaking, he saw Gao Di turn around and attempt to blend into the crowd, but was caught by the sharp-eyed Du Shoushou, who pulled him back forcefully. Gao Di was so frightened that his face turned pale. He looked at An Zheng, managing to squeeze out a smile: "An Zheng... Master An, please do not hold a grudge against a small person like me, just treat me as a trivial matter and let me go."

Little Seven said again: "Mother said I cannot cultivate, but I am afraid that Mother will be bullied."

Liu Laizi did not dare to say he did not know, and quickly stammered in response: "I remember, I remember... I owe you one hundred and forty taels of silver"

With his nature of being fiercely opposed to evil, had he encountered these people before being injured, there would have been nothing left of them.

Do you remember how much you owe me

He resembles his father so much, remaining unflustered no matter how great the challenges he faces, always maintaining such poise

Xiao Qi nodded vigorously and said, "Brother, will you teach me how to hit people?"

He asked if it was acceptable, then struck his own face with a brick, and the force was quite considerable

Xiao Qi suddenly shouted at An Zheng: "Would you like some sunflower seeds?"

The person smiled and said: "How is that possible? A bully like him would not have such a low-level, childlike gang. How could they have so much money? This silver is provided by our employer, who wishes to meet you."

Zhang Lei, with his face covered in blood, appeared to be severely injured, his entire face a gruesome mess. It could be estimated that even after the wounds healed, his face would not be much to look at. An Zheng harbored an ingrained aversion to these local bullies who pretended to be fierce and bullied honest people. This was precisely why he needed a place to recuperate now; had it been during his glorious days, he could have easily waved his hand and made these people vanish into thin air.

Aunt Ye quickly walked over to take Xiao Qi, said thank you, and then turned to leave

The leader owes me 500 taels of silver, and the rest each owe me 200 taels, which adds up to a total of 3,300 taels. When shall we settle the accounts

An Zheng turned to Zhang Lei and said: "I leave this person to you. How to deal with him is up to you. You owe me three thousand three hundred taels of silver, and I will value this person at three hundred taels. I will only charge you three thousand taels."

Hearing An Zheng say this, Zhang Lei nodded vigorously and mumbled, "Rest assured, Master An, this matter is on me."

Du Shoushou said: "Who is willing to live a hard life"

He waved his little fist, but lost his balance and fell from the window. Aunt Ye was so frightened that she rushed forward, but An Zheng had already turned around and caught Xiao Qidao in mid-air. Holding Xiao Qidao, An Zheng stood up and walked to the edge of the street, pointing at those thugs who had been beaten, saying: "Xiao Qidao, remember this, you must never become such a bad person in the future. Even if they seem to be doing well on the surface, at night they will have nightmares and be haunted by evil spirits. Even if they die, they can only go to hell and be tormented by evil spirits."

Brother

An Zheng furrowed his brows slightly and turned to look at Aunt Ye. He could feel when he was holding Xiao Qidao that the child's physique was surprisingly exceptional. Such a physique would be highly valued if sent to a proper sect. As long as he could receive careful guidance, it might not be long before Xiao Qidao could truly cultivate. But why was Aunt Ye deceiving her own child? As long as he could receive careful guidance, it might not be long before Xiao Qidao could truly cultivate. But why was Aunt Ye deceiving her own child?

Everyone who was watching was stunned, and among them, some recognized An Zheng. They realized that the one who was beating others was the orphan who usually was so timid that he didn't even dare to walk with his back straight. Those who recognized him were even more horrified; they could never have imagined that after just one day of not seeing him, An Zheng had transformed into a completely different person. How could he have so fiercely taken down more than a dozen local thugs? Is this really the same An Zheng who would only crouch down and cover his head when beaten, too afraid to retaliate?

With a crack, one of Zhou An's legs was directly broken by An Zheng.

He peeled the sunflower seeds and placed them in Xiao Qidao's palm. Xiao Qidao smiled, her eyes sparkling. The cat on An Zheng's shoulder meowed softly, wearing an expression that seemed to say, "I want a hug and I want to eat too"

Zhou An, frightened, crawled backward, crying as he replied: "Sir, I beg you, whatever amount you say I owe you is fine, just please don't hit me... Liu Laizi owes you two hundred taels, can I also owe you two hundred taels?"

Then An Zheng bent down and with a crack broke one of Liu Laizi's legs: "A thigh is worth fifty taels, you just owed me one hundred and forty taels, now it’s one hundred and ninety taels. Rounding it off, you owe me two hundred taels. Is this price fair?"

Zhang Lei did not dare to stay for another minute, and he hurriedly pulled Gao Di and ran towards the other end of Nanshan Street.

An Zhengdao: "Two hundred and ten taels, I will consider it as you owing me two hundred taels. I will not take advantage of you, and I will give you an additional ten taels as a gesture of goodwill"

An Zheng glanced at these fellows, who were indeed frightened out of their wits. He feared that in the future, even if someone offered them money, they would not dare to provoke him recklessly again. According to his usual disposition of eradicating evil without mercy, even if these individuals were insignificant and not worth his effort, he would still kill them without leaving a trace. However, he was not yet very familiar with the City of Illusions and did not want to easily break his killing ban here, so he decided to let it go.

An Zheng nodded slightly: "Go ahead, take the money, I will temporarily hold these people here. You find someone to go back and get the silver. Bring the silver back to redeem the people. I am a fair person; if you bring two hundred taels, you can take one away. However, if I hear that you went to someone else's house to rob silver or forced others to give you silver, I guarantee you won't live to see nightfall"

An Zheng kicked Zhang Lei, who was so frightened that he was paralyzed, and asked a question. The latter lay on the ground like a dead pig, unable to move at all. He wanted to respond, but half of his face was beaten to a pulp, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

Zhang Lei's eyes flickered for a moment, clearly reluctant to speak. Upon seeing An Zheng raise the brick in his hand, he immediately nodded vigorously. An Zheng grunted in acknowledgment and walked over to the first thug, Liu Laizi, who was about to be beaten, and asked, "Do you remember how much silver you owe me?"

An Zheng shook his head: "No, no, cultivation is not for the purpose of fighting."

He lifted his foot and kicked Gaodi in the chin: "Originally, I planned to settle this account with you slowly. Since you have brought this upon yourself, I will grant you your wish. For others, I usually break an arm and a leg, but for you, I will not charge a fee."

Liu Laizi's eyes lit up with joy: "Thank you! Thank you!"

An Zheng sneered: "Let him go? Rest assured, I will have Zhang Lei take him away, which is still better than killing him myself. If Zhang Lei is reluctant to kill him, I can also guarantee that he will not survive in the Illusory World City."

An Zheng bent down to look at him and said, "How about you owe me five hundred taels of silver?"

An Zheng nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, considering your attitude is fairly decent, I will acknowledge that you owe me two hundred taels. However, I am an honest person and I dislike taking advantage of others. You say you owe me two hundred taels, but I have not yet counted it all. If word gets out that I conduct business unfairly, who would come to me in the future? I remember you owe me one hundred sixty taels, so I will give you a discount..."

An Zheng coldly snorted: "Even if I were to eat feces directly, I still couldn't produce a fart as foul as yours"

An Zheng smiled and said: "There will be no more hard days from now on. Starting today, I will let you eat whatever you want, wear whatever you want, and play whatever you want. You are my only friend in the Illusory World Changju City, and I will do my utmost to change our lives. Shou Shou, remember this: my friend An Zheng, no one can bully!"

Xiao Qi stuffed the sunflower seeds in An Zheng's hand and said: "I am not afraid at all. In the future, I will also fight against bad people like my brother. Whenever I see a bad person, I will hit them until they dare not do bad things!"

An Zheng pointed to one side of the street: "Everyone stop lying on the ground and obstructing traffic. Line up properly and lie down by the street, arranged neatly, waiting for your boss to come and pay for your release."

Du Shoushou nodded: "It is better for such a person to die, so that we no longer have to worry about the other honest children in the school being bullied by him"

An Zheng sighed and said: "One hundred and forty taels, forget it... I'll round it up for you, I don't want the change."

The originally lazy cat immediately stood upright upon seeing this person, its fur bristling in a protective manner as if to guard An Zheng, revealing its sharp teeth.

He turned to look at the third person, who was so frightened that he scooted back, his hand groping on the ground until it found half a brick. Suddenly inspired, he picked it up and hit himself in the face, saying: "Master An, I also owe you 200 taels. You don't need to give me any face; can I just make up the shortfall myself? What do you think?"

An Zheng patted Du Shoushou on the shoulder and said, "Do you remember the question I just asked you? Have you had enough of the hard days?"