The peaceful first night passed quickly.
The next morning, Xiao Chenyu and the others were already fully prepared.
After breakfast, we went with Matt and his sister to their uncle's house.
“Young Master Xiao, let me tell you! That woman Li Xiaolan is absolutely despicable. She doesn’t acknowledge my brother and me at all, and she even had us kicked out! Humph, she even said we were poor and not Soul Masters. I look down on her too. She’s just a level 13 Soul Master.”
Along the way, Ma Mengmei kept talking about her uncle's family, while Xiao Chenyu just smiled and listened patiently.
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From Ma Mengmei's few words, Xiao Chenyu had already formed an impression of Uncle Matt's family.
Matt's uncle's name is Wang Sangui. He is the third child in his family, and his two older sisters are already married.
Wang Sangui wasn't a bad person, but he was easily influenced and listened to his wife, Li Xiaolan, especially.
Compared to Wang Sangui, Li Xiaolan was a bit of a snob, fawning over the rich and looking down on the poor.
Both husband and wife are Soul Masters, but their innate Soul Power is less than level 3, and their current Soul Power is also below level 20.
That's all the key information Xiao Chenyu extracted. Anything more would be Ma Mengmei's personal bias.
"Alright, Mengmei, let's not disturb Young Master Xiao anymore."
Seeing that Xiao Chenyu seemed unwilling to listen, Matt immediately stopped Ma Mengmei from continuing.
He was a perceptive person. For non-Soul Masters like them to survive in a big city where Soul Masters gathered, they needed to pay close attention to the expressions of Soul Masters at all times in order to make the right response.
"All right..."
Ma Mengmei pouted, not daring to say anything more, and obediently sat back down next to Matt.
Xiao Chenyu smiled slightly, not paying too much attention.
Secretly, he was having a lively conversation with Spirit Kite Douluo through telepathic communication using his soul power.
From skincare advice to praising achievements, they said everything that should and shouldn't have been said.
Compared to the other titled Douluo, Xiao Chenyu actually prefers Lingyuan Douluo.
It wasn't because she was a woman, but because she was still all alone and had been under the protection of the Spirit Hall for many years. Although she was old, she was still inexperienced in the ways of the world.
He usually works as a henchman for the Spirit Hall, and spends his free time shopping in Spirit City and Heaven Dou City.
Xiao Chenyu naturally liked such a talent.
It just so happens that the Spirit Hall is unable to pay salaries at this time, so why wouldn't he try to poach them?
Before long, Xiao Chenyu and his group arrived at the outskirts of a community.
The layout here resembles a factory and residential area, with low-rise buildings clustered together, alongside several workshop-like buildings.
Although it was early, people were already busy at the workshop, and every now and then someone would drag a cart full of bamboo baskets over there.
Xiao Chenyu and the others had excellent hearing, so they naturally heard the eerie hissing sound coming from the bamboo basket.
Even with his extensive knowledge and experience, Xiao Chenyu still got goosebumps; it was quite physically disgusting.
If he had a choice, Xiao Chenyu would rather kill wolf bandits than associate with these kinds of people.
The thought of having even more of this underground makes me feel even worse.
The group continued forward and arrived at a crowded, low-ceilinged house.
This low house was different from the others; white ribbons were hung everywhere, and mournful musical instruments could be heard from inside, giving it the appearance of a funeral.
But before they could enter, there was movement inside the room.
A group of people dressed in mourning clothes came out of the house. Xiao Chenyu raised an eyebrow when he saw this, but did not say anything.
Matt and Ma Mengmei's expressions changed drastically upon seeing this.
Compared to Matt, who only looked terrible, Ma Mengmei angrily rushed forward and shouted:
How could you do this!
Just as she finished speaking, several people carried a coffin out of the courtyard.
"Ma Mengmei, get out of the way and go back to where you came from."
A middle-aged woman next to the coffin bearers shoved Ma Mengmei aside, her face showing disgust.
"Hey, Aunt! Why are you burying her today? Weren't you supposed to be buried in three days?!"
Ma Mengmei steadied herself, her face showing anxiety.
Because you came with us...
Xiao Chenyu muttered to himself, of course, no one would say that outwardly.
When he heard Ma Mengmei call her "aunt," he roughly knew that this was Li Xiaolan.
"Go away, go away. The funeral is our business. What does it have to do with you, an outsider?"
Li Xiaolan spoke with disdain, urging the coffin-carrying team to continue forward.
At this moment, Matt pulled aside Ma Mengmei, who was about to say something, and said to the middle-aged man who had been silent next to Li Xiaolan:
"Uncle, do you really not recognize us?"
"I..."
Wang Sangui turned his head away guiltily. Although he didn't say anything, his attitude was already very clear.
Xiao Chenyu didn't feel much as he watched this family drama unfold.
According to Matt and his sister, they didn't have a good relationship with their uncle's family either; they just wanted to spend time with their grandmother and see her one last time.
"What, what? So what if you don't acknowledge it? Look at how poor you siblings and your parents are. Even if you went to the big city, you would still be slaves. You wouldn't be much better off than us."
Li Xiaolan remained defiant, her words never yielding:
“Your parents have moved to big cities all these years, and I haven’t heard them try to help us out. On the contrary, now that San Gui has become successful, he’s thinking of bringing his mother back to our hometown.”
"I think my mother contracted some disease in the big city, and she died just a few months after returning home."
"you***"
Enraged, Ma Mengmei unleashed a string of insults without repeating herself.
"Oh ho, oh ho, how can you be so ill-mannered, swearing all the time?"
Li Xiaolan, of course, didn't tolerate it and retorted with sarcastic remarks.
Xiao Chenyu, who was watching from the sidelines, listened with great interest. Having been in Douluo Continent for so long, he hadn't heard such a mercenary argument in a long time.
While the two women were arguing, Matt took the opportunity to pull Wang Sangui over to Xiao Chenyu's side.
Wang Sangui seemed to have heard something from Matt, and his eyes showed fear as he looked at Xiao Chenyu.
Now that everyone was there, Xiao Chenyu couldn't pretend he hadn't seen them, so he glanced at Wang Sangui indifferently:
"Mr. Wang, I heard that your snake-related products are quite good."
"Yes, young master, I heard you are..."
Wang Sangui spoke cautiously, and at the end, he gestured in the direction of Nottingham City.
“That’s right, my father is the lord of Notting.”
Xiao Chenyu nodded arrogantly, as if he thought he was doing this place a great honor.
"For Matt's sake, I can give you a chance. You provide me with the goods, and I'll give you 10% of the profits."
"Providing you with the goods is not a problem."
Wang Sangui's face showed hesitation:
"But isn't this one percent a bit...?"
"Ichisei is already thinking highly of you."
Xiao Chenyu smiled dismissively and called out to the side:
"Uncle Ju, let the people of Condon City see what we're made of!"
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