Da Zhuang, Want to Join Us?

"Kid, there's a road to heaven, but you refuse to take it. There's no way to hell... Ow, fuck!"

Before the burly assassin could react, he felt a blow to the back of his head. Stars burst before his eyes, and he collapsed unconscious.

After all, against enemies of the same level, the Thumping Stick had a one-hundred-percent chance to stun. The burly man had no time to react before Xiao Lang knocked him out with a single blow.

"My lord, it's me!"

When Fang Chang saw Xiao Lang knock out the burly man, then casually move to knock him out as well, he hurriedly spoke up.

He was afraid Xiao Lang intended to silence him permanently.

"Uh..."

Xiao Lang immediately stopped and looked at Fang Chang apologetically. "Sorry, muscle memory. Muscle memory."

"..."

Fang Chang's mouth twitched.

Muscle memory, my ass. How many people had he knocked out to develop muscle memory?

No wonder his technique was so practiced.

"Alright, same old rule. Take the card first."

Xiao Lang skillfully stripped the burly man's Storage Ring from his finger. Since it was only an ordinary Storage Ring, it had no soul restriction at all.

"Not bad. Around five hundred thousand gold coins."

After checking the contents of the Storage Ring, Xiao Lang quickly estimated its value. After all, he had done plenty of this over the past three years. It was probably nothing to him.

There was no secret to it—just practice made perfect!

"..."

Watching Xiao Lang's practiced movements and precise appraisal, Fang Chang knew...

He had chosen the right person to follow.

Thankfully, he had not thought about retaliating and had instead chosen to follow him. Otherwise, he might have become another addition to Xiao Lang's proficiency.

"Here's fifty thousand gold coins. Consider it your payment." Xiao Lang took out a fifty-thousand-gold card and tossed it to Fang Chang. "Go stand guard outside for me. I have something to do, and I can't have anyone interrupting."

After saying that, Xiao Lang looked at the burly man before him with excitement, as though he were looking at a beautiful woman dressed in black stockings and seductive lingerie.

"Yes, my lord!"

Seeing the look in Xiao Lang's eyes, Fang Chang's ass clenched.

Sure enough, the more refined someone looked, the more twisted he was inside.

But why hadn't he been... Was it because he was too skinny? Did his lord prefer muscular men?

With deep sympathy, Fang Chang glanced at the unconscious burly man on the ground, then obediently stood guard at the entrance of the alley.

"Ah! Oh! Mm!"

Sure enough, Xiao Lang's satisfied moans soon came from behind him.

"He really is a pervert!"

Listening to Xiao Lang's voice, Fang Chang could not help thinking to himself.

At the same time, he grew curious and wanted to sneak a glance.

But he was quickly horrified by that thought.

Could he be a pervert too?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I, Fang Chang, am a straight man through and through. I'll never bend!" Fang Chang kept shaking his head, trying to set his values straight.

At the same time, he fiercely condemned such an increasingly difficult act!

"What do you mean by bend or not bend? Why are you saying such strange things?" Xiao Lang suddenly appeared behind Fang Chang and asked.

"Huh? That fast?"

Fang Chang jumped in fright and blurted it out without thinking.

Could it be that my lord and I... Pah! Was he a quick-shot?

"What do you mean, that fast?"

Xiao Lang looked at Fang Chang in confusion. He quickly saw the problem from Fang Chang's expression and said, "It's not what you think. I was only absorbing his Dou Qi."

Fang Chang looked over skeptically. Only after discovering that the burly man truly did not have a shred of Dou Qi left did he smile awkwardly. "That's what I meant. I just didn't expect you to finish absorbing it so quickly, my lord."

Xiao Lang could not be bothered to pursue the matter further. "This man is yours. Whether he lives or dies is up to you."

With that, he left happily.

Robbery really did make money fast.

A few more like this, and he should break through to a four-star Dou Master.

"Oh, right. This is a bottle of Foundation Building Spirit Liquid. It can speed up your Dou Qi cultivation. Recover your strength soon—it's a little reward for being my guide."

Remembering something, Xiao Lang exchanged for a bottle of Foundation Building Spirit Liquid and tossed it directly to Fang Chang.

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!"

Fang Chang hurriedly put the bottle away. If he could recover his strength, who would want to remain an ordinary person?

At that moment, Fang Chang seemed to see the path to his rise. Perhaps he truly was destined to suffer one calamity. Once he overcame it, great fortune would follow!

"I'm definitely going to be your lackey!"

Looking at Xiao Lang's carefree retreating figure, he became even more determined to walk the path of being a guide.

Then Fang Chang followed the same method and gave the burly man several hard slaps.

"Who?!"

The burly man immediately woke up. Feeling the burning pain on his face, he glared furiously with wide eyes, only to find Fang Chang standing before him.

Confused, he asked, "Fang Chang? What happened? Why did I pass out?"

"Nothing. Didn't you want to ask about methods for concealing your aura? I'll teach you now." Fang Chang revealed an honest smile.

When you were unlucky, nothing felt better than seeing someone else suffer the same misfortune.

"Really?" A smile had just appeared on the burly man's face, but when he felt the emptiness inside his body, the smile immediately froze. He instantly understood and glared at Fang Chang resentfully. "You little bastard, you set me up!"

"Don't move! If my hand slips, I can't guarantee you'll still be alive." Fang Chang had come prepared. He pressed a dagger against the burly man's throat and said, "Da Zhuang, want to join us?"

"Clap clap clap!"

Suddenly, applause rang out behind Fang Chang, followed by a sharp voice. "I didn't expect to witness such a wonderful scene. This trip truly wasn't wasted."

"Who?"

Fang Chang immediately turned around and stared warily at the newcomer. When he saw the man in a green robe, pinching a willow leaf between his fingers, his face immediately showed horror. "Liu Yemei, why are you here?"

"Of course, because I accepted that five-hundred-thousand reward."

The man called Liu Yemei smiled calmly. "I just didn't expect to see such a marvelous scene. Fang Chang, tell me—if I reveal that you lured a fellow assassin into a trap and killed him, what do you think will happen to you?"

"..."

Fang Chang said nothing, but the despair on his face revealed everything. Clearly, the outcome was not something he could accept.

In the assassin world, assassins could fight one another. But if an outsider was brought in to set a trap, then every fellow assassin would hunt you down!

They might even hunt down your entire family, down to nine generations. They would not even spare the eggs in your home—they would shake them apart for you!

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Fang Chang was still smart. Since the other man had not killed him immediately, he knew he still had a chance to live.

"What do I want you to do? Haven't you already guessed?" Liu Yemei held the willow leaf in an orchid-finger gesture and looked at Fang Chang with a smile. "Do it or don't. You only get one chance to answer."

"..."

Fang Chang's expression was grave. Of course he knew what the other man wanted him to do, but compared to his life, nothing else mattered.

He nodded. "I'll do it! But you have to cooperate with me."

"No problem."

Liu Yemei smiled in satisfaction. "I'm very curious about that Dou Technique of his that can absorb other people's Dou Qi!"