Dou Zhan suddenly took a step forward.
Qin Zhaoyue, with her back turned, stared wide-eyed, sensing everything behind her.
The atmosphere was already so heated; the regret in the song, the heart-wrenching remorse, would remind even a passing dog of its first love!
Dou Zhan opened his mouth as if to speak, but a cold gaze swept over him, chilling him to the bone, and he swallowed back the words that were about to come out.
Pooh!
Qin Zhaoyue cursed inwardly upon sensing this.
I was afraid before, but he was my boss, and I wasn't as capable as him.
But we're all at the Divine Martial Realm now, what's there to be afraid of?
If the God of Love is offline, then the God of Wealth will take care of things; she's determined to handle this today!
"If that day~~~"
"Stop with the 'what ifs'," a cold voice rang out, "Aren't you going to earn 100,000 taels of silver?"
Huh? What do you mean?
The singing stopped, and Qin Zhaoyue turned her head. "Didn't you say you owed someone a favor?"
She understood the importance of prioritizing personal connections within the Divine Martial Realm over making money, and naturally, she chose to prioritize those connections.
But Yin Zhe said, "The grace of saving my life and the promotion to the third rank, these are two times."
"Oh ho ho!" Qin Zhaoyue rushed back quickly, opened her palm and pointed it at the coin, "Cheng Hui, 100,000 taels."
Eating gossip and shipping couples are nothing compared to making money.
Douzhan: ...
He understood that the adults were changing the subject, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
But that's not wrong; they are indeed immense kindnesses.
"Sir, my salary over the years..."
Dou Zhan is not interested in money.
Xuanji Wei has no worries about food and drink, and he spends all his time in the Netherworld Prison, never going out, so he doesn't even have the chance to spend money.
I can't remember when I last received my pay; it was always handled by the boss.
"Oh, I've already donated it all to you." The cold words slapped my face in the face.
Donated it? It's not that Dou Zhan is unwilling to spend the money, the problem is where he's going to get 100,000 taels right now.
As his superior, Yin Zhe kindly offered words of comfort:
"Now that you've advanced to the Divine Martial Realm, your monthly salary is one thousand taels of silver. You'll be able to pay it off quickly, in eight or nine years."
Thank you, Douzhan feels comforted.
Qin Zhaoyue had no patience to climb for seven or eight years. Before she could even speak, she saw the two people in front of her looking into the distance at the same time.
"They're here."
With such a commotion, the entire hermitage burned to the ground and billowing smoke, it's impossible that the people in Chengyuan didn't react.
A sleek horse helped Master Deng walk briskly over, followed closely by several guests and members of the Nine Gates Gang.
A large group of people surged forward, slowing down when they were about twenty steps apart, and finally stopping.
At this point, the fire gradually died down, and there was really nothing left to burn.
The entire monastery was reduced to ashes. Upon seeing this, the newcomer's momentum immediately diminished by three points, and he glanced around again...
Dice Heart Maiden collapsed to the ground, her life hanging in the balance. Beneath the Bodhi tree, the skeleton embedded in flesh and blood was clearly the renowned Iron Scale Buddha!
The leader, Mr. Deng, squinted his eyes, and his drunkenness had subsided by about 70-80%.
The fact that the Heavenly Horse made a threatening remark made it clear that tonight's events were not simple.
Their ability to secure the positions of two key figures demonstrates their formidable strength.
At first glance, there were only five people, all of whom were unfamiliar faces.
"Do you all disregard the law when it comes to murder and arson?"
Qin Zhaoyue knew she had a job, so she strode forward and scanned the other side from head to toe.
She's not young anymore, and wearing a black sheer veil... ugh... it's an eyesore.
She made no attempt to hide her disdain, saying, "Men should have some self-respect. If you look like that, don't come out and flaunt your sex appeal."
In a flash, Deng's face turned bright red, and he pointed at the person opposite him, his beard trembling with anger.
"Insolence!" At this moment, the steed, half a step behind, shouted.
"With Lord Deng, the Marquis of Bowang, in front of you, how dare you spout such nonsense! Surrender now!"
Ha, these Nine Gates are truly remarkable; they managed to get a marquis to come forward in such a short time.
Qin Zhaoyue had no impression of this person, as the original owner of this body had no contact with him.
But so what if he's a marquis? She's just following orders.
In terms of background and connections, who can surpass her?
Qin Zhaoyue immediately put her hands on her hips and raised her head, "I don't care if you're some kind of marquis or someone else, do you even know the rules of the martial world? Fifth Master!"
Zhao Tai suddenly shuddered, feeling like crying but having no tears.
Here it comes, it's time for him to pledge his loyalty.
What kind of people are these? The two heads of the Nine Gates Golden Flow Hall are both dead and crippled.
The key point is that two people broke through their cultivation levels in succession, one advancing to the fourth rank and the other to the third rank.
Third rank! A realm Zhao Tai never dared to dream of.
Seeing the Iron Scale Buddha reduced to a skeleton, seeing the prison that appeared around the man, and noticing that they didn't avoid addressing him in their terms of address, Zhao Tai knew that he had no way out.
Offending the Nine Gates will result in retribution.
But if he turns against us now, is he any harder to kill than Iron Scale Buddha?
The moment that thought even crosses my mind, my head will be severed.
I took a step forward, initially hesitant and timid, but when I stood in front of everyone, I had already adjusted my mindset.
He straightened his back, met the gazes of the Nine Gates members without flinching, and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
"The two leaders of the Nine Gates, Iron Scale Buddha and Dice Heart Lady, made a bet with my boss, with the stake being the Nine Gates Golden Flow Hall's assets in Fengjing."
Zhao Tai didn't explicitly say he wanted the gambling business. We've already offended them to this extent, what's the point of taking a piece of business?
Tonight, it's either success or death; he's going all out!
"The Nine Gates refused to admit defeat and attacked my boss. According to the rules of the martial world, their lives are irrelevant!"
The last four words struck with a resounding force, resonating deeply in the hearts of those on the other side.
They didn't know Qin Zhaoyue and the others, but the members of the Nine Gates Gang knew Zhao Tai.
Is the leader of a subordinate gang so audacious or has he gone mad?
Besides, Master Deng has already revealed his identity, how dare he be presumptuous in front of the Nine Gates?
"Good, good, good!" Grandpa Deng sang "good" three times in a row.
He has been retired for many years, but when has he ever suffered such an insult in Fengjing?
Even His Majesty treats this old minister with utmost respect.
"What kind of bullshit rules of the martial arts world are these? In Fengjing, there is no martial arts world, only criminal law!"
"Murder and arson, yet you dare to be so arrogant! Guards! Go to the Marquis's residence and fetch my son!"
Nine members of the gang immediately responded, turned around and ran, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
That's terrifying! The two leaders have fallen, and they're not even afraid of the Marquis's name anymore. Run!
Qin Zhaoyue scoffed, "What? You old codger, you know you're useless?"
Are you sure calling your son will work? Your son is a man, right? It hasn't passed down to you, has it?
The area outside the courtyard was deathly silent...
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