Farewell (Part 1)
Some people ate and drank well, then went on their way. Others...
The scene shifted to Xiao Miao's room.
Xiao Miao had nothing left to vomit. A mighty eighth-stage Fighting Qi practitioner had actually been weakened by vomiting—probably a first on the Dou Qi Continent...
"Xiao Yan, and that peddler. I, Xiao Miao, will kill you both in this life!"
Xiao Miao looked extremely frail, yet his expression was fierce and horribly twisted.
How could he not hate them?
That pot had actually been a chamber pot, yet he had used it to boil water! He had even drunk from it for several days...
The opportunity that had practically fallen into his hands had been snatched away. The promised compensation of one hundred gold coins had yet to materialize, and the pot he had been given...
"Xiao Yan, you're using your strength to bully me now. I, Xiao Miao, will not rest until one of us is dead!"
After viciously cursing once more, Xiao Miao's twisted expression finally eased.
"No, I have to think of another way. Otherwise, who knows how long I'll have to wait to plunder Xiao Yan's luck."
Xiao Miao muttered to himself, his eyes exceptionally clear. This was the look that only appeared when he was thinking.
At this point, Xiao Miao paused before continuing.
"Since Xiao Mei refuses to contribute her luck, I'll exclude that ungrateful woman from my crystal palace. Hmph! Today, you ignore me; tomorrow, I'll make you unreachable."
"If I give up on Xiao Mei, then only Xiao Yu remains in the Xiao Clan. But Xiao Yu won't return for about another year. How could I possibly wait that long?"
"Ya Fei won't work either. Do I have no choice but to take a gamble in the Monster Mountain