Where Did This Stray Dog Come From? Get Lost!

Song Qin looked astonished.

They had already paid ten million in compensation, and it still wasn't over?

Little did she know that the compensation her son had spoken of

wasn't just money, but a life as well!

It was late, so Ye Tian went back to his room to rest.

As he lay in bed, the Limitless Creation Art circulated on its own, steadily replenishing the True Qi in his body.

Ye Tian had obtained the Limitless Creation Art at an ancient battlefield in the Immortal Realm.

It was thanks to the Limitless Creation Art that Ye Tian had subdued the myriad races of the Immortal Realm and attained the exalted rank of Immortal Emperor.

Most heaven-defying of all, this cultivation art required no deliberate practice.

Once he had cultivated his first wisp of True Qi,

the art would circulate automatically without ever stopping, whether he was eating, sleeping, walking, or fighting.

In other words, Ye Tian was cultivating every moment of the day.

This was also a major reason Ye Tian was confident he could break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage within six months.

Early the next morning, Ye Tian was awakened by heavy kicks against the door.

"Open up! Open the door!"

Bang! Bang!

"Coming, coming!"

Song Qin called out as she hurried outside to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, an officer barged in.

He reached out and shoved Song Qin, making her stagger.

"Du Qing, what are you doing?"

Song Qin nearly fell and spoke with displeasure written all over her face.

"What do you think I'm doing?!"

"This house has already been sold to my sister."

"But then you tricked her into giving it back with a bag of spirit money."

"That's fraud. You can go to jail for it, you know!"

"Huh?" Song Qin panicked at once.

Hadn't Ye Tian said Du Ping's conscience had finally stirred, and she had returned the house to them?

How had it become fraud?

Seeing Song Qin was afraid, Du Qing curled his lip in a smile and said in a condescending tone,

"Sister-in-law, don't say I haven't looked out for you."

"For the sake of our being relatives, move out immediately and give the house back to my sister."

"Then pay another hundred thousand yuan to compensate my sister for her emotional distress."

"Then that'll be the end of it!"

"Otherwise, you and your son can wait to go to jail!"

Song Qin looked troubled. After receiving the ten million in compensation yesterday,

she didn't really care about a hundred thousand yuan.

But they had only just moved back in, and now they were being told to move out again.

Song Qin really couldn't bear to leave.

"Du Qing, your sister bought this house for thirty thousand yuan back then."

"How about this? I'll give you a hundred and thirty thousand in total."

"We'll count it as buying the house back. All right?"

"What dream are you having?!" Du Qing glared and raised his voice.

"If you want the house, it's at least a million!"

"Otherwise, forget it."

"You... aren't you bullying us?" Song Qin said angrily.

"What are you saying? Watch your mouth!" Du Qing glared at her and said fiercely.

"If you dare spout nonsense again, I'll arrest you and throw you in jail right now!"

Song Qin was struck speechless. Though angry, she didn't dare say another word.

This Du Qing was Du Ping's younger brother.

Somehow, he had pulled strings to land an unofficial position on the Public Security Management Team.

Though he wasn't an official member, in the villagers' eyes he was already someone they couldn't afford to offend.

At the very least, finding a pretext to arrest someone was no difficult task for him.

A big reason Du Ping was so overbearing was that she had this younger brother backing her up.

"I... I'm not talking to you anymore."

"Where's your sister?"

"Have your sister come here. I'll talk to her."

Song Qin mustered her courage and spoke to Du Qing.

Though Du Ping was difficult to deal with, shrewish and sharp-tongued, and not a reasonable person either,

at least she and Song Qin were sisters-in-law, practically family.

Even though Ye Tian's second uncle had died of illness years ago, that relationship couldn't be changed.

She was still easier to talk to than Du Qing.

"You've got the nerve to ask my sister to come here?!"

"That bastard son of yours used some magic-trick nonsense and scared my sister so badly she fell ill."

"Oh, right, speaking of that, you owe another hundred thousand for her medical bills!"

"One cent less, and you and your son are both going to jail!"

A hundred thousand in medical bills?

Wasn't this blatant extortion?!

No matter how good-tempered Song Qin was, this time she was furious.

She looked at Du Qing, trembling with rage.

Du Qing, meanwhile, looked at Song Qin with a mocking smile, his expression arrogant and contemptuous.

It was as if he had her completely in his grasp.

But just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Where did this stray dog come from? Get lost!"