Shaking Down

The oppressive force descended upon him, making him feel as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and his bones ached all over.

Pfft!

Just as Hua Qiang was putting up a fierce resistance, Young Master Wang, who was being trampled on the ground, couldn't withstand the pressure and spat out a mouthful of blood.

As he spat out this mouthful of blood, Hua Qiang felt the oppressive aura recede instantly like a tide.

In that instant, he was drenched in sweat.

Suddenly, several figures appeared in his line of sight.

As dusk fell, the afterglow spilled onto the streets of the Desolate City, and a group of six or seven people hurriedly and aggressively approached.

The crowd included both men and women, all of whom appeared to be Chinese. Time had etched deep or shallow marks on their faces, but the chilling aura emanating from them made people afraid to approach, and they all scattered to the sides.

At the very front was a man dressed in splendid attire, dressed as a Confucian scholar.

He was of medium height, with an upright posture, and his every move exuded the authority of a superior.

Everyone else subconsciously treated him with the utmost respect, crowding around him at a respectful distance.

At this moment, the man's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water, and his eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were fixed on Hua Qiang in front of him.

"You bastard, get your foot off me! How dare you insult my son! You're asking for death!"

The voice, like a booming bell, echoed through the streets with boundless rage.

When the entourage around Hua Qiang saw Young Master Wang standing under his feet, their faces instantly turned extremely ugly.

They were taken aback at first, then quickly scattered and surrounded Hua Qiang.

"You beast, are you blind? How dare you provoke the Wang Lineage?"

"You didn't even bother to find out? In this Desolate City, anyone who dares to offend the Hua Family will be slaughtered to the ends of the Yellow Springs!"

The crowd shouted and yelled, each one baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, their eyes full of threats.

Wang Qianshan's eyes were bloodshot, as if he were about to spit fire.

His beloved son was so humiliated and trampled underfoot; it was an utter disgrace to him.

However, at this moment he was hesitant to act rashly, as his son was still under someone else's feet. If the other party got angry and used force, his son's life would be in danger.

Thinking of this, Wang Qianshan's heart clenched. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but he had to suppress his anger.

Hua Qiang calmly sized up the group of uninvited guests before him, but was secretly startled.

He could clearly sense the Spiritual Power fluctuations emanating from these people; they were all experts at the Heavenly Immortal Realm! And the leader, Wang Qianshan, had even reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm Fifth Stage. This strength was indeed a bit troublesome.

However, Hua Qiang remained calm on the surface and was not too worried in his heart.

He secretly calculated in his heart that even if he couldn't beat these people, he was still very confident that he could escape.

After all, he has his own trump card to save his life, and as long as he finds the right opportunity, it won't be difficult for him to make a clean getaway.

Fortunately, Wenren Yu wasn't with me today; otherwise, dragging this soy sauce bottle along and trying to escape unscathed would be nothing short of a pipe dream.

The people surrounding Hua Qiang saw that the clan chief Wang Qianshan, did not make the first move, and they understood that it was because he was worried about his son's safety.

Although they were all furious and wished they could tear Hua Qiang to pieces immediately, they dared not make any move.

After all, if this dude is really killed, they won't be able to explain it to the clan when they go back. Not to mention being rewarded for their meritorious service, they may have to be severely punished.

At this moment, a man in a black robe emerged from the crowd. His eyes darted around, clearly indicating that he was plotting his own scheme.

He took a small step forward, looked at Hua Qiang, and forced a seemingly kind smile onto his face.

He said, "Young man, is there some misunderstanding?"

I hope you can calm down, young man. We can talk things out calmly and not ruin our relationship!

His voice was low and steady, attempting to soothe Hua Qiang with these gentle words, while also giving both sides a way out and preventing the situation from escalating.

Wang Qianshan's chest heaved, clearly indicating that he was very excited, but even more so, he was furious.

He, a member of the prestigious Wang Lineage, was trampled underfoot, and in front of everyone no less! This was a blatant slap in the face!

However, he can't do anything right now, which is really frustrating.

Hua Qiang grinned, pretending to be very angry.

"That bastard dared to steal my things in broad daylight! He's a complete scumbag!"

Everyone's lips twitched. Wasn't this just pointing at a monk and calling him bald?

If you call Young Master Wang, then doesn't his father become an old bastard in front of you?

Wang Qianshan almost coughed up blood. If it weren't for the fact that he only had this one good-for-nothing son who was expected to continue his lineage, he would have slapped both of them to death.

"Cough cough!"

The man in the black robe coughed to cover his embarrassment.

"Young man, let's watch our manners. I'm not entirely aware of what happened. If it really is our Young Master Wang's responsibility, we will provide appropriate compensation."

Hua Qiang's eyes lit up. He perked up as soon as he heard about this.

Although I looted a lot of things from corpses after coming to this world, who would complain about not having enough of these things?

The cultivation resources in the Immortal Realm are vastly different from those in the Lower Realm.

No matter how good the things in the Lower Realm are, they don't contain Immortal Essence. Things without immortal energy are actually of little use to someone who has already reached the immortal realm.

Now that the opportunity is right in front of us, isn't it a perfect chance to make a quick buck?

"Sigh! I'm not a hard person to talk to. Although this bastard is really rotten to the core, I don't want to argue with him too much. How about I get ten tons of Immortal Crystals and spiritual herbs to soothe my wounded heart?"

A black line appeared on everyone's forehead. Damn it, when did this Immortal Crystals start to be measured in tons?

And they even mentioned ten tons right off the bat, as if they really thought these were just stones on the ground, something you could just casually pick up and weigh.

The man in the black robe almost cursed Hua Qiang's ancestors for eighteen generations.

However, since his nephew was still under the other party's feet, he still had to be careful and not actually ruin the thing, otherwise it would be troublesome.

He turned to look at Wang Qianshan and saw that his face was dark and he was gritting his teeth. He quickly turned to Hua Qiang and said, "Young man, you're asking for too much. How about this, let's compromise. We'll offer two tons."

Well, he didn't know what to say either.

"We can't afford to give you any more."

Two tons it is, something is better than nothing, and besides, this is unexpected wealth.

Seeing Hua Qiang nod, the man in black robes tossed him a Storage Ring.

Hua Qiang took it, checked it with his mind, and then couldn't hold back his smile.

"Since you're so sincere, I won't bother with this bastard."

"I hope this bastard behaves himself from now on and stops acting so stupid, otherwise your family will suffer even more financial losses!"

"I really don't know what his father was thinking? This kind of thing, just shoot it on the wall."

Wang Qianshan was seething with hatred, his eyes fixed on Hua Qiang, waiting for him to release his son so he could slap him to death!