You Owe Me a Debt

As the sky began to darken, Fang Li had already passed through the slums and returned to the Thieves' Den.

Looking up at the bungalow in front of him, Fang Li first glanced at the wall next to the gate.

The wall was intact.

However, the wall was shattered before Subaru Natsuki's Return by Death was activated.

The hunters hiding in the slums.

Now, with time completely reversed, that wall is completely intact.

If Fang Li's memory hadn't been unaffected by the time reversal, he probably wouldn't have believed that the place had been broken once.

So Fang Li lifted his feet, walked towards the bungalow, and knocked a few times in front of the door.

"..."

A moment of silence fell inside the door.

Fang Li wasn't in a hurry; he just stood there and waited quietly.

A moment later, a deep voice came from inside the door.

"Dealing with the big rat?"

A completely random sentence.

However, Fang Li answered this inexplicable question without hesitation.

"Use poison."

As soon as Fang Li finished speaking, another voice came from inside the door.

"Deal with the White Whale?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Li immediately spoke up.

"Use a fishhook."

A third sentence immediately came from inside the door.

"To deal with us noble dragons?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Li smiled wryly and suddenly said something like this.

"Tell me where it is, and I'll go kill it."

After he finished speaking, an indescribable silence filled the room.

Immediately afterwards, the door was opened.

The person peeking out from inside the door was over two meters tall.

It was the same Giant race who stood up for Felt in the previous playthrough.

The old man looked down at Fang Li, sized him up briefly, and then clicked his tongue.

"I thought he was some arrogant kid who didn't know his place, but he's just a newbie. He doesn't even know the code words. Does he know how to follow the rules?"

After all, the last line of the code set in the Thieves' Den was not what Fang Li answered.

"But you still opened the door, didn't you?" Fang Li said casually. "Since you didn't intend to act entirely according to the correctness of the code, why don't you just skip this whole thing?"

"What do you think this place is? Who knows if the guards will suddenly show up at the door?" The Giant race said nonchalantly. "I'm only opening the door for you because you got the password right. If you're looking for trouble, you'll have to ask the stick in my hand first."

As he said this, the old Giant race raised his hand, and there he was indeed holding an extremely thick stick.

No, it's less of a stick and more of a spiked club.

If this thing were to strike Fang Li head, combined with the strength of the weapon's user, even if Fang Li's head didn't explode like a watermelon, he would at least feel dizzy and lightheaded.

Unfortunately, Fang Li didn't even glance at the spiked club, and simply uttered this sentence.

"I'm not here to see you, but to see someone else."

With that, Fang Li walked past the old Giant race and into the Thieves' Den.

Behind the main entrance was a Matoba resembling a bar.

However, this bar was not only entirely made of wood, but it was also covered in dust.

On the walls around the bar, miscellaneous items were piled up in the corners, each with a small wooden tag indicating its price.

Clearly, all of these items were stolen goods.

Fang Li didn't even glance at the stolen goods around him; instead, he focused his gaze on the bar counter in front of him.

There, a petite girl was looking at him warily.

"Click..."

With the soft sound of the door closing, all the light from outside was blocked, making the space dim.

Immediately, the old Giant race gripped his spiked club, blocking Fang Li's retreat, and stared fiercely at Fang Li's back, as if he might pounce at any moment.

Ahead, Felt also drew the curved sword from her waist and pointed it at Fang Li.

Then, the other party asked directly, "Do you want to see me? What is your purpose?"

"Purpose?" Fang Li didn't answer, but just strolled around the store, as if browsing through the stolen goods, touching them with his hands as he spoke casually.

"What would you do if I told you that you still owe me a debt?"

"I owe you a debt?" Felt frowned immediately, her eyes showing even more vigilance.

Felt was certainly not naive enough to think that the other party meant she owed him money.

Not to mention, Felt never borrowed money from such a person.

As a child who grew up in the slums, I doubt anyone would be willing to lend Felt money.

So, what did the other person mean by that?

It's very simple.

If they're not here to collect a debt, then they're here to seek revenge.

At that moment, Felt said provocatively, "What? Are you some unlucky guy who didn't even know when I stole something from you?"

Although I don't know who the other person is, judging from their composed demeanor, they must not be a simple person.

If it were an ordinary person, how could they possibly remain calm upon seeing an old Giant race with a spiked club glaring menacingly nearby?

Given this, Felt believed she had to find a way to extract information from the other party.

Provocation is a good approach.

It must be said that as a child who grew up in the slums, Felt's hardships not only made her mature much earlier, but also taught her many things in order to protect herself, and even how to deliberately provoke her opponents.

Unfortunately, Felt didn't know that almost none of the people she was facing could be successfully provoked.

Because even when faced with death, this person can remain unmoved, and naturally, their emotions will not be easily affected.

As a result, the next second, it was Felt was affected.

"It's quite extraordinary that a child who grew up in the slums could be protected by the world, Wind's Blessing, and possess extraordinary abilities, isn't it?"

Ignoring Felt's provocation, Fang Li blurted out this sentence.

"Don't you care about your background?"

When those words echoed in the Thieves' Den, Felt's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but waver.

"Don't talk nonsense, kid!"

As for the old Giant race, he was enraged and raised his spiked club high, then swung it down fiercely in Fang Li's direction amidst the howling wind.

A strong wind swirled around the spiked club, extremely intense.

Faced with this powerful attack, Fang Li simply turned his eyes and looked up.

"Bang—!"

A muffled thud resounded.