Take It Off, Kid

Watching Qin Hong count on his little fingers, Golden Sword and Bronze Sword were utterly dumbfounded.

Golden Sword felt like strangling himself. Why had he said so much?

The little brat had not even remembered anything about lost-work fees or cultivation... cultivation-stagnation fees. Yet because of his big mouth, those had been added back in.

If it had not been his own mouth, Golden Sword would have slapped it already.

"Now, do you understand?"

Qin Hong lowered his hand and looked at Golden Sword and Bronze Sword with his big, blinking eyes, enunciating every word clearly.

"Hehe, we understand. We understand."

Golden Sword and Bronze Sword hurriedly replied with ingratiating smiles.

Though they understood perfectly well, that did not mean Golden Sword and Bronze Sword were willing to acknowledge it just like that.

According to the little brat, most of it had merely been made up to pad the bill. There was no way they would swallow this loss.

What fees this and fees that? Was he kidding?

He said he had been frightened? Who in the entire primordial world could possibly frighten him?

The Dao Ancestor was his Grandmaster, and all six Saints were related to him. They should have been the ones frightened of him!

And he had just admitted that he had said all that offhandedly.

Could he be any more shameless?

Besides, the two of them had been shameless for most of their lives, yet they had never seen anyone more shameless than themselves, nor had they ever seen anyone shake them down!

Seeing Golden Sword and Bronze Sword remain silent for so long, Qin Hong clenched his little hand into a fist and waved it before them.

"What? Don't tell me you two... don't want to compensate me for my losses?"

"Uh, well... little friend! This was all a misunderstanding. We did not do it on purpose."

"That's right. If little friend had said so from the beginning, we naturally would not have dared neglect you. This is... ah, little friend, let's just forget about it!"

Compensation?

What a joke!

Did he really think the two of them would pay?

"Oh, I see!"

Qin Hong gave a thoughtful, inscrutable "oh," then nodded his little head.

"You really are used to being shameless."

"You tried to attack such a cute little child as me without even finding out what was what. How could you have such thick skins?"

"A misunderstanding? So if the one standing here today were not me, not a junior of the Six Saints, and not the Dao Ancestor's favorite little darling, you would have fought without restraint and perhaps even caused killing karma?"

Golden Sword and Bronze Sword felt like coughing blood.

How did this child know their usual style of conduct so thoroughly?

And they already knew he was Sect Master Tongtian's son, a junior of the Six Saints, and the Dao Ancestor's grand-disciple. Could he stop constantly bringing it up?

Who was the shameless one here?

Clearly, he was even more shameless, wasn't he?

He flaunted that terrifying background of his every moment of every day. Did he have any shame at all?

Although Golden Sword and Bronze Sword had cursed Qin Hong bloody in their hearts, they still wore beaming smiles.

Seeing that neither of them had made a move, Qin Hong's gaze turned cold.

"Since you two shameless scoundrels refuse to see the light, I'll teach you how to be proper people!"

"You talk like humans all day long, yet do things worse than pigs and dogs!"

Pigs and dogs: Huh? What did this have to do with us? We felt offended!

With that, Qin Hong shook his body and swung his soft, chubby little fist at Golden Sword and Bronze Sword.

All this talking was a complete waste of breath. Fighting was much more satisfying!

How did that saying go again?

If you can fight, don't waste your breath. I can't do anything to Zhunti and Jieyin, but beating you two up is no different from beating my sons, right?

(Many years later.

Qin Hong's son: "Dad, are you sure you can beat me?"

Qin Hong: "You little brat, you've grown capable, huh? So what if you cultivated three thousand paths? Your father is still your father!")

Bang!

Bang!

With two heavy impacts, Qin Hong's fists landed squarely on Golden Sword and Bronze Sword's faces. An enormous force surged forth, sending both of them flying!

"Y-you actually hit people?"

Golden Sword and Bronze Sword got to their feet, clutching faces swollen like pig heads as they bared their teeth and roared.

The two exchanged a deep look, their eyes filled with shock.

They were both Grand Unity Golden Immortals, yet a little brat had sent them flying so effortlessly—and beaten their faces into pig heads?

"Uh, sorry about that. My apologies!" Qin Hong grinned broadly, without the slightest appearance of sincerity.

"I kindly advised you two fellow Daoists and asked for compensation."

"Yet you two fellow Daoists intended to shamelessly muddle through today's matter!"

"Though I used just a tiny bit of force when I acted, it was out of goodwill, to help you two fellow Daoists make the right decision!"

"Quickly hand over the compensation, you two fellow Daoists. Otherwise, things will be even harder for you before Uncle Zhunti and Uncle Jieyin."

"After all, I am their favorite little martial nephew."

"I advise you two fellow Daoists not to do something stupid that would hurt our relationship and the friendship between our two sects!"

"All right, stop pretending. I barely used any strength just now. Hand over the compensation already."

Qin Hong wore a proud, spoiled expression that was simply torture in Golden Sword and Bronze Sword's eyes!

Normally, they were the ones bullying others. When had they ever been bullied like this?

Pfft!

Golden Sword and Bronze Sword spat out a mouthful of blood. They had truly been angered beyond endurance.

Stealing their spiritual root was one thing, but then he cursed them. And cursing them was one thing, but then he even beat them!

And he claimed he had not hit that hard? Their faces were swollen into pig heads, and he was telling them that was not hitting hard?

Most infuriating of all, after beating them, he kept saying it was for their own good, that it was to preserve their relationship with Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin, and for the friendship between the two sects?

Was he joking?

Even the Western Sect could only concede defeat before such shamelessness.

"Little Friend Qin Hong, you also said we should consider the feelings between our two sects!"

Golden Sword said darkly.

"Don't go too far!"

"We clearly discovered that treasure first, yet we already gave it to you. What more do you want?"

Bronze Sword beside him also shouted.

"We only could not be bothered to argue with you out of consideration for Tongtian!"

"Do you really think the two of us cannot do anything to you?"

"Sigh!"

Qin Hong shook his head and spoke with a regretful expression.

"You two fellow Daoists have truly disappointed me."

"I can tell you responsibly that you have broken my heart!"

"As disciples of Saints, after making mistakes, not only do you refuse to repent and remedy them in time, you even speak as if you are in the right?"

"And you still want to attack a child who has only been born for a few days?"

"Are you even human?"

"Do you have any shame?"

Damn it!

Hearing Qin Hong's words, Golden Sword and Bronze Sword nearly exploded with rage.

Why was he so damn good at yapping?

And he had the nerve to ask whether they had any shame?

Who exactly had no shame? Who was the one making unreasonable trouble and stubbornly pestering them here?

Stealing their treasure was not enough; he even wanted compensation for all sorts of ridiculous fees they had never even heard of!

Was there any justice left in this world?