This Pot Was Big and Black-Could Chu Qing Carry It?

The experts of the Human World rushed toward the headquarters at the first opportunity.

A vendor selling candied hawthorns picked up his hawthorn skewer rack and prepared to leave.

The moment he turned around, however, a sugar figurine vendor stabbed him with a puff.

One strike sealed his throat.

The candied hawthorn vendor pressed one hand to his neck, frantically healing the wound, while drawing his blade with the other to counterattack.

A little girl nearby opened her mouth and spat out a steel nail, blowing his head apart outright.

Such scenes unfolded in every corner of the provincial city.

The moment that aristocratic clan scion discovered that Chu Qing had set his sights on the Human World over twenty thousand taels of gold, this outcome had already been set in stone.

The aristocratic clans knew that Chu Qing acted tyrannically.

He did not care whether they were the Human World or In the Red Dust.

So long as they could not meet his demands, he truly dared to kill.

They had even calculated that the Human World would certainly refuse to compromise and would make a move against Chu Qing.

Therefore:

The two sides were bound to clash.

"If they clash, can we do something in the middle?"

One Head of the House said, "The Human World has become increasingly arrogant lately!"

"They even know exactly what positions I use with my grandson's wife."

"An organization like this ought to be wiped out, even if it spans multiple nations."

The many Heads of the House nodded one after another.

They, too, had had much intelligence ferreted out by the Human World.

Some even had compromising evidence seized by the Human World.

"Wipe out the Human World and pin the blame on Chu Qing."

"Only he can carry this black