Go Spend Eighteen Years at the Demon Suppressing Eye!

Jiang Xukong clutched his severed arm tightly with his hand, his face ashen, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

His eyes were filled with shock as he looked at Hua Qiang, and a barely perceptible fear was revealed in his gaze.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you so powerful?" Jiang Xukong's voice trembled slightly, revealing his inner fear and unease.

Hua Qiang stood with his hands behind his back, a playful smile on his lips.

"Hehe, Hua Qiang!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible authority.

Then, Hua Qiang pointed to Hua Xingchen below.

At this moment, Zuo Xiangyang had struggled to his feet from the ground, his clothes tattered and his face covered in dust.

He and Hua Xingchen locked eyes, and a spark-filled arc of electricity seemed to fly through the air, as if they were about to start fighting.

Jiang Xukong's gaze followed Hua Qiang's finger.

Seeing Hua Xingchen, though thin, he stood tall and straight, staring angrily at Zuo Xiangyang.

Hua Qiang frowned slightly, seemingly reluctant, but still managed to utter a sentence: "That Hua Xingchen is my father."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xukong felt a sudden panic, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind: Could it be that they've come for revenge?

He felt his heart racing, and an unprecedented sense of crisis gripped his entire body.

Having just fought Hua Qiang, he was already wounded and had his arm severed; he was no match for him at all.

If Hua Qiang is determined to kill him, he will likely meet with a grim fate on that day.

Thinking of Hua Qiang's powerful killing moves, he couldn't help but feel waves of panic.

"Um, young friend Hua Qiang, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

Jiang Xukong dared not strike again. With one arm already severed, his combat power had been greatly reduced. If his opponent were to unleash such a move again, he would definitely not be able to resist, and he might even lose his life.

At that moment, he chickened out.

"It's a misunderstanding, no, no, there's no misunderstanding between us!"

Jiang Xukong was a little confused. What did the other party mean?

Is there no misunderstanding?

No misunderstanding, why did they immediately start shouting for war, even to the point of fighting to the death?

"Well, since there's no misunderstanding between us, there's no need to fight anymore."

"Let's shake hands and make peace. Let's just let the unpleasantness from before pass by, okay?"

"Okay!" Hua Qiang nodded.

"Real?"

Jiang Xukong could hardly believe his ears. Was the other party so easy to talk to, letting him go so readily?

"But..."

Hearing Hua Qiang utter just two words, Jiang Xukong's heart jumped again.

Hua Qiang pointed at Zuo Xiangyang below. "That kid deserves to die!"

"This... this... Young friend Hua Qiang, I wonder how my grandson has offended you?"

"You two haven't had any contact before, have you?"

"Yes, I don't know him, but he offended someone else!"

"Who did you offend?" Jiang Xukong Wen Dao hurriedly.

Hua Qiang looked at him, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Old man, there's a limit to how much you can play dumb!"

"You don't recognize that person? Have you forgotten what you did eighteen years ago?"

"You're not going to say you have Alzheimer's, are you?"

"Well--"

Jiang Xukong was speechless, his expression a complex mix of emotions.

Damn it, this kid is infuriating! If I could beat him, I would have slapped him into a pulp!

"Well, there might be a slight misunderstanding between my grandson and your father."

"I wonder how you, young friend Hua Qiang, can let this matter rest? If you need compensation, just say the word. We'll give you everything we have to satisfy you!"

"Going bankrupt? Haha, that's unnecessary."

However, the compensation should be given to [the person in question].

"After all, my father suffered for eighteen years in the Demon Suppressing Abyss, and we were also forced to leave for eighteen years because of you."

"Here, you can give me whatever you want!"

"I'm not picky, anything is fine. And I don't really care about the data. Just tell me how much you think is enough to buy your lives!"

Holy crap!

Jiang Xukong felt a chill run from the base of his tail all the way to the top of his head.

Damn it, your not-quoting-a-price is even more outrageous than your quoted price!

How much money is needed to buy our own lives? You decide. How are we supposed to measure that?

Isn't this practically taking our lives?

"Uh... I am willing to offer half of my family fortune as compensation for the grievances Hua Xingchen suffered. I also hope that young friend Hua Qiang can stop holding a grudge against Hua Xingchen for his past mistakes and forgive him for them."

"Half..."

Hua Qiang stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then said casually, "Okay, I'm easy to talk to."

He looked at Jiang Xukong, his eyes flickering.

This old man is at the Half-Saint Realm, which is a huge amount of Slaughter Points. It would be a real shame to let him go like this.

However, Hua Qiang also knew that killing him wouldn't be so easy.

After all, Half-Saint is not comparable to the Peak Emperor Realm. If you push him to the brink, he might fight you to the death, which would be troublesome.

Although he was not afraid, he had a weak old man living here.

And then there's his mother, whom he's meeting. What if this old man decides to go all out and attack the two of them instead of fighting him head-on? He's a little scared.

"Old man, my father has been in the Demon Suppressing Abyss for 18 years. I heard that you gave him a 100-year time limit."

"Alright then, I won't be so harsh, and I won't ask you to endure those 100 years of hardship."

"Your grandson, as the culprit behind this, should also experience the joy of guarding the Demon Eye in the Demon Suppressing Abyss."

"It won't take long; let him guard the area for 18 years as well!"

"Eighteen years from now, we can have him come!"

What do you think?

Hua Qiang looked at Jiang Xukong with a sunny smile on his face.

You can't tell at all that the two were once sworn enemies.

Uh... this...

Jiang Xukong felt as if his heart was bleeding, and a sense of pent-up frustration spread through him.

He even took out half of his family fortune as compensation, but his precious grandson, his favorite junior, still couldn't be saved. He will follow in Hua Xingchen's footsteps and guard the Demon Suppressing Eye for 18 years.

Well...

Jiang Xukong let out a long sigh. It was all his own doing!

"Alright, I can agree to this condition: let Xiangyang guard the town for 18 years!"

"Hehe, very good, I'll give you an hour to prepare."

Hua Qiang moved swiftly and appeared beside Hua Xingchen.

His eyes were fixed on Zuo Xiangyang, a sly smile on his face.

"What, what are you going to do?"

Zuo Xiangyang and Hua Xingchen faced off, their blood boiling within them.

If it weren't for seeing his grandfather suffer a loss, he would have definitely beaten the other party 100 times over, smashing every bone in his body.

Anyone who dares to leave the Demon Suppressing Abyss without permission will be personally suppressed and punished by him.

However, he hesitated to make a move.

The battle is over, and the outcome is uncertain. He won't easily put himself in a dangerous situation.

Now, Grandpa has lost and admitted defeat; this bastard has appeared in front of him.

He couldn't help but feel relieved that his previous choice had been correct.

"Don't worry, I won't hit you, but you'd better kneel down and kowtow to apologize, otherwise..."

Hua Qiang raised his fist.

With a thud, Zuo Xiangyang, being quite a bachelor, knelt down and began kowtowing repeatedly.

Faced with a choice between life and self-respect, he would still choose the latter.