Chapter 75: A Clown

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

No one dared to say a word about what had happened last night at Xue Batian’s request, so no one outside was aware of the explosion.

Knowing that Xue Batian could handle the finishing touches, Xue Fanxin did not worry. When she woke up, she changed into another set of clothes and jumped over the wall. She covered herself with a facecloth and returned to the Heavenly Treasures Trading Company, planning to take the remaining money.

Ye Jiushang had only given her five days. She had to quickly get that money and disband the Xue family army.

Yan Jinlu had suffered a huge loss last time and almost lost his life. He was filled with grievances, so he had long led people to wait outside the store. Before Xue Fanxin could walk in, he had already led people to surround her.

“Little girl, I’ve finally caught you. I want to see how you will escape from me this time!”

“It looks like the lesson I taught you last time was not enough.” Xue Fanxin did not expect Yan Jinlu to still pester her. She did not take him to heart. In her eyes, Yan Jinlu was merely a clown.

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“Hmph, last time, it was because I was careless that I suffered a little at your hands. Today, I brought two experts in the Spirit Building realm and ten in the large success stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm. I guarantee that I will tear you into pieces.”

Xue Fan smiled coldly and asked mockingly, “Do you know where this is?”

“So what if I know? So what if I don’t? No matter where this is, I’m going to kill you today.”

“It looks like the Imperial Preceptor’s Estate is quite powerful. Even the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company can’t suppress it. It’s really—” Before Xue Fanxin could finish, a leisurely voice suddenly sounded from behind. “The Heavenly Treasure Trading Company has never taken the Imperial Preceptor’s Estate seriously.”

Upon hearing the provocative words, Yan Jinlu was triggered. He turned back and saw a middle-aged man in noble clothes walk over. Displeased, he arrogantly questioned the guy, “Who the hell are you? How dare you oppose the Imperial Preceptor’s Estate? I think you’re tired of living.”

The shopkeepers of the nearby stores ran out and bowed to the middle-aged man. “Greetings, Steward Mo.”

This middle-aged man was the person in charge of the Nanling Empire’s Heavenly Treasure Trading Company, a steward with extremely great authority. He was called Steward Mo.

It was extremely difficult for the royal family and aristocrats in the entire Nanling Empire to meet Steward Mo. The people outside only knew of his existence and rarely saw him.

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Yan Jinlu had never seen Steward Mo before, but he had heard of his name. Learning of his identity, his arrogance vanished in a puff of smoke, and he said submissively, “So it’s Steward Mo. I’m sorry. I didn’t know that it was Steward Mo who had graced us with your presence. I apologize for my offense. Please forgive me.”

In the Nanling Empire, offending Steward Mo was even more serious than offending the royal family. If he rubbed the man the wrong way, he might not be able to do business at the Heavenly Treasures Trading Company. When he returned, his father would definitely destroy him.

“Hmph, even if you don’t know who I am, you should know the rules of the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company, right? Daring attack and injure others in the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company, it looks like Young Master Yan doesn’t take the rules of the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company seriously at all,” Steward Mo reprimanded Yan Jinlu coldly.

“Steward Mo, this is a misunderstanding. A misunderstanding. I’ll take them away immediately.” Yan Jinlu took his people and left, worried that Steward Mo would settle scores with him.

It was not that one could not beat people up in the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company, but it depended on who it was. If it was someone with a great background, there was naturally no need to say anything.

Yan Jinlu thought that the Heavenly Treasure Trading Company would not mind him beating a little girl of unknown origins. Who knew…

Damn you, little girl.. One day, I’ll kill you.