Four Hundred Plus Taels of Silver!

Fang Chen easily dodged his attack, then spun to his side.

With a sudden surge of power from his waist, Fang Chen swung his arm like a hook, his fist transforming into a claw, directly seizing the opponent's neck and effortlessly slamming him to the ground!

The move was so fast that by the time the other man reacted, Fang Chen had him pinned.

With his neck held by Fang Chen, he found it difficult to breathe and couldn't speak at all.

He tried to pry Fang Chen's arm off with his hands, but found it impossible.

In fact, he was astonished at this moment, because just over twenty days ago, he had personally and accidentally killed Fang Chen.

Yet now, Fang Chen stood before him perfectly fine, even effortlessly taking him down.

Clearly, Fang Chen had been a mere thug with no martial arts ability back then.

How could he now possess such strength?!

Fang Chen looked at the tall, thin man before him and asked coldly, "Was it you who hit me from behind back then?"

The tall, thin man's face contorted in fear, and he shook his head vigorously, not daring to admit anything.

Fang Chen understood that this man was definitely involved in the death of his previous self.

Judging by his aggressive move just now, he could be certain this person was no good.

Therefore, Fang Chen felt no psychological burden and directly grabbed the tall, thin man's hand, bending it backward with force!

"Urk urk urk!"

The tall, thin man felt an intense pain.

He wanted to scream loudly, but Fang Chen had a grip on his throat, preventing even a scream, only allowing him to make "urk" sounds.

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Why were you so surprised just now? Even if it wasn't you who hit me, you should know who the killer was, right?"

The tall, thin man noticed Fang Chen's grip loosen slightly.

He took two deep breaths.

He had almost been choked to death, yet the tall, thin man still didn't dare to confess.

His eyes darted around, and he put on a pitiable act, saying, "Brother Fang, you won several silver notes at the casino that day, which caught the Steward's attention."

"Steward-daren thought you were just a nobody, and planned to cheat you out of the money you won."

"But you didn't fall for it at all and tried to leave after winning. The Steward, being extremely greedy for money, couldn't bear to let you take it and followed you closely, wanting to get the money back."

"Originally, the Steward just wanted to knock you out, but he accidentally used too much force, which led to... no, that's not right... you're still alive."

Fang Chen narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand high, and slapped the man hard across the face!

The tall, thin man felt a burning pain on his face and pleaded, "Brother Fang, I'm telling the truth!"

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? Anyone who can be a Steward is a master of the Skin and Muscle Realm. Who the hell uses a stick to hit someone?!"

"Besides, would a Steward personally get involved in such a matter?! If I'm not mistaken, the one who actually did it was you!"

The tall, thin man's face filled with terror.

Fang Chen didn't waste any more words and directly snapped the man's other hand with force!

The tall, thin man let out a wail, not expecting Fang Chen to be so ruthless.

Now both of his hands were broken.

The tall, thin man begged, "I was wrong, Brother Fang, I really used too much force by accident back then!"

Fang Chen sneered, "So, the Steward really ordered you to do it?"

The tall, thin man no longer dared to hide anything and said respectfully, "Yes! Yes! Some of what I said wasn't wrong. He was extremely greedy for money and couldn't stand you earning so much, so he made me strike!"

"You're not the first. The Steward has done many similar things. As long as someone has no background or power, the Steward will find ways to extort money from them, regardless of whether they live or die!"

Fang Chen asked, "Does he have any regular schedule? Does he stay in the casino all day?"

The tall, thin man shook his head.

"Normally, yes, that's true, since he has to oversee the entire casino."

"But every four days, he goes to the Yihong Courtesan House to have some fun."

"He calls it relaxing, but in reality, he takes the money he's extorted to feast and indulge himself with women!"

The tall, thin man spoke halfway before suddenly pleading, "Brother Fang, I've told you so much. Can you spare my life?"

"As the saying goes, a life for a life. You're still alive and well, there's no need to kill me..."

Fang Chen sneered, "If you dare spout more nonsense, I'll break your lower half too!"

"You said he goes to the Yihong Courtesan House every four or five days. Around what time?"

Hearing Fang Chen's threat, the tall, thin man shivered, feeling a sudden chill in his lower body.

He didn't dare to hide anything. After thinking for a moment, he continued:

"It's today! He might leave soon, Brother Fang. You should hurry and find him, don't let me delay you!"

"Alright."

Fang Chen replied, twisting his wrist and snapping the man's neck. He couldn't be more dead.

Patting him down, Fang Chen found ten taels of silver on him.

Without further thought, Fang Chen leaped and rushed home.

He planned to grab a knife first, then go kill someone.

It wasn't too late yet, and that Steward probably wouldn't leave too early. He had time.

Inside the casino, The Steward was diligently counting money.

"A hundred taels in banknotes, three hundred taels, and five hundred taels..."

"And this much loose silver!"

"Hahaha! I can have a good time tonight! The top courtesan at Yihong is mine today!"

The Steward laughed for a while, then hid the five-hundred-tael banknote.

He put the hundred and three-hundred-tael notes in his robe, stuffing in some loose silver as well.

Actually, he didn't need this much money to go to the Yihong Courtesan House, but he was extremely fond of money. If he didn't carry some banknotes, he always felt uneasy.

After putting away the money, the Steward called over a subordinate and asked:

"Has Old Six returned?"

The subordinate respectfully replied:

"Reporting, sir. Sixth Brother has not yet returned."

The Steward roared:

"It's only ten taels of silver he's collecting. Why is he taking so long!"

The subordinate remained silent, not daring to speak.

The Steward waved his hand.

"Never mind, never mind. I'm leaving first. When he gets back later, tell him to put the money directly on my table."

"Remember, no one is allowed to touch it. If I find any missing, you know the consequences!"

The disciple respectfully replied, "Yes, sir!"

The Steward nodded.

"There shouldn't be any problems with the casino. If there's nothing major, don't disturb me!"

With that, the Steward walked out.

He couldn't wait to meet the beauties.

On the road from the casino to the Yihong Courtesan House, In a secluded alley, a figure holding a knife hid in the shadows.

Fang Chen mused, According to Ling Hu and the others' intelligence, this Steward's strength was at most in the middle stage of the Skin and Muscle Realm.

Fang Chen's strength could contend with Wang Yanshan, who was at the peak of the Skin and Muscle Realm.

Killing this Steward shouldn't be a problem.

He might as well resolve this tonight, And get back the silver that belonged to his previous self!