The relentless wind swept through the yellow sand, howling past. The abandoned safe house was silently buried under the sand.

On the yellow sand sat a person completely wrapped in a black robe.

A phantom projection was placed in front of the man in the black robe, showing the scene inside the abandoned safe house.

A pair of pigeons circled in the air a few times before landing affectionately on the black-robed man's shoulder.

There's an old Chinese saying: "Harmony is the most precious thing." How would you handle this?

Xia Chuhe flicked his wrist, and the fire snake nimbly rushed straight towards Lei Zi, stopping just one centimeter away from him.

The intense heat burned the back of Wang Laoba's hand, and he instinctively pulled his hand back.

Xia Chuhe laughed and said, "Do you want me to detonate it for you?"

Wang Laoba's face darkened.

Not only did his expression change, but the other businessmen's faces also turned sour.

If the grenade were detonated inside the safe house, no one would be safe. Wang Laoba completely disregarded the safety of others.

Wang Laoba inwardly groaned. He valued his life highly and only used Lei Zi to threaten Xia Chuhe. He never expected that this madman would drag everyone down with him without any regard for the consequences.

Wang Laoba was now in a dilemma. Putting away the grenades would be tantamount to showing weakness, but not putting them away would be to oppose everyone.

Wang Laoba shifted the blame to Xia Chuhe: "I don't want to make a big deal out of this either. I know you still have live poultry. I'll offer double the price, let's be friends, and there will be opportunities to do business in the future."

Xia Chuhe looked at the others, and although the other merchants looked indignant, they did not come forward to help.

They were waiting, waiting for Wang Laoba to test Xia Chuhe's true strength.

There's a term that wastelanders might not have heard of, but any savvy wasteland trader knows what it means—

A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.

Everyone knew that Xia Chuhe possessed a precious jade.

If Xia Chuhe can protect it, she will be the master of Baoyu, and no one will dare to covet it.

If she can't protect it, everyone present has the right to fight for that jade.

What Wang Laoba is doing now is exactly what all smugglers want to see.

Xia Chuhe's gaze swept over them, and she understood the merchants' intentions.

Xia Chuhe bluffed, "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Xia Chuhe controlled the fire snake and swam towards Wang Laoba.

Xin Diao, who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly clicked his tongue and said, "Boss, this kind of trash isn't worth your time."

Xin Diao raised her voice slightly: "Look at me."

Wang Laoba and the others, bewildered, all turned their gazes to Xin Diao. Some smugglers who were detached from the situation also looked at Xin Diao with curiosity, wondering what tricks she was up to.

Xia Chuhe kept a close eye on Wang Laoba to prevent him from making any underhanded moves.

Unbeknownst to her, behind her, Xin Diao's eyes glowed with an eerie green light, and everyone who looked at her released their hands as if under control.

The weapons in Wang Laoba's and others' hands clattered to the ground, and the grenades rolled down, rolling towards Xia Chuhe and finally stopping at Xia Chuhe's feet.

The live poultry in the merchant's hands fell to the ground, making a cacophony of clucking, quacking, and gosling noises.

Xia Chuhe picked up the grenade: ...

Boss Xin's power is terrifying.

Ah, it feels so good to be called "boss" by someone like that.

Brother Xin, how come you suddenly got it right?

Xin Diao strolled leisurely to Wang Laoba, and lazily kicked him.

Wang Laoba was completely powerless to resist and collapsed limply to the ground.

Xin Diao frowned, seemingly finding it troublesome to bend down and lift the person.

She grabbed Wang Laoba by the collar; Wang Laoba's neck slumped down, as if he were dead.

Xin Diao punched Wang Laoba in the face, knocking out several bloody teeth that rolled to the feet of a merchant. The man quickly took two steps back and hid in the crowd.

Xin Diao punched Wang Laoba in the eye socket again, causing the socket to burst open, blood to flow from the eye socket, and the eyeball to bulge out, facing another merchant. That man trembled all over, shrank his neck, and dared not speak.

Xin Diao, carrying Wang Laoba whose face was covered in bruises, turned to Xia Chuhe and silently asked what to do.

Xia Chuhe blinked innocently. Boss Xin had caused trouble and now she was expected to clean up the mess? She hadn't hit the person, and she wasn't a doctor, so how was she supposed to clean up the mess?

Speaking of which, it seems she just received Old Qin's healing ability...

Xia Chuhe was still thinking.

Xin Diao believed he had received instructions from Xia Chuhe.

That's ruthless; they still won't stop.

Calling someone "boss" is definitely worth it.

Xin Diao smashed Wang Laoba's skull with a single punch, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices and die instantly.

Xin Diao let go, and Wang Laoba's body fell to the ground, splashing up a thin layer of ash.

Xin Diao stretched and waved his hand in front of his eyes to dispel the supernatural power.

Wang Laoba's younger brother suddenly realized what was happening and, seeing his boss lying on the ground, rushed to help him up.

He tried to help her up, but couldn't: "Brother Wang?"

Xin Diao returned to Xia Chuhe's side, and Xia Chuhe asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong with Wang Laoba?"

"Huh?" Xin Diao's eyes widened. "Dead? Didn't you tell me to kill him?"

Xia Chuhe: ...

? ? ?

When did she ever say, "Kill Wang Laoba"?

Why are they splashing her with water that's either clean or dirty?

Moreover, Boss Xin only threw three punches before Old Man Wang was gone?

Can someone really kill someone with three punches? Isn't that just something in novels?

In ancient times, Lu Zhishen killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches; now, Master Xin beats Old Turtle to death with three punches...

Xia Chuhe pulled out a handful of hair in annoyance.

Since things have come to this, let's have the feast first!

No, let's leave it at that for now.

Seeing Xia Chuhe's actions, the other merchants all fell silent.

Good grief, you just killed someone and you still have the leisure to tidy yourself up. I'm truly impressed.

The henchmen finally realized something was wrong and reached for Wang Laoba's neck, but there was no pulse.

The underlings wailed, "Brother Wang! Brother Wang, wake up! Brother Wang!"

Xia Chuhe frowned. "It's so noisy."

The third smuggler kicked his wailing underling and winked at Xia Chuhe.

The younger brother looked up and met Xia Chuhe's furrowed brows, instantly stopping his crying.

"Burp~" He stopped too quickly and let out a burp.

Xia Chuhe, feigning annoyance, said, "Get out of here, carrying your Brother Wang!"

Inner monologue: I killed someone, will they come after me? What are the penalties at the base? Will asking the butler to bail me out now be of any use?

...

The henchmen were overjoyed, and dared not pick up the weapons on the ground. They hurriedly dragged Brother Wang's body away.

Xia Chuhe put on a smiling face: "Well then, everyone, this exhibition has come to a perfect end. Next time the farm has something good, I hope you will all come and join us."

The other merchants quickly replied, "Definitely! Definitely!"

"Your performance will be absolutely fantastic!"

"Even if I can't walk, I'll crawl here!"

Xia Chuhe: ...Not really.

...

After everyone left, only Xia Chuhe and the others remained in the safe house.

Xia Chuhe gathered all the materials and weapons into the farm: "Shall we retreat too?"

After the group left, the abandoned safe house fell silent, as if nothing had happened, except for a pool of blood on the ground, which told the story of the day's events.

...

The man in black robes turned off the projection, seemingly unsatisfied.

"The wasteland has produced quite a few talented people over the years. Indeed, it's more interesting to live a long life."