You Still Expect Me to Pay?!

You Still Expect Me to Pay?!

In an alley not far from the Great Soul Arena, Liu Yanyang activated Cheng Ying's concealment effect.

He vanished on the spot, then turned and headed back to the Great Soul Arena.

Inside the Great Soul Arena, the people who had just watched the match were all eagerly discussing White Mask. No one noticed someone passing right by them.

Following the route in his memory, Liu Yanyang arrived at that luxurious lounge.

A quarter of an hour later, the lounge door opened, and Dai Weisi stormed in with an angry expression, immediately beginning to smash things.

"Trash! You're all useless trash! You couldn't even handle a Soul Grandmaster! What the hell are you good for?"

Dai Weisi roared, venting the fury in his heart. He had first tried to recruit Liu Yanyang without success, then sent people to teach him a lesson—only for Liu Yanyang to beat them half to death.

After being a prince for over a decade, he had never suffered such humiliation. He said coldly, "Go. Send two Soul Kings. Break his arms and legs and bring him back. I'll torture him properly!!"

The servant hurriedly knelt in obeisance, then turned and left the lounge.

Suddenly, Dai Weisi seemed to recall something. He spoke softly toward the shadows, "In case he has a protector behind him, Shadow, go with them. Make sure you capture him alive."

From the shadows, a tall, slender man materialized and cupped his hands toward Dai Weisi. "His Highness the First Prince, if this subordinate leaves, then your safety..."

"This is the Great Soul Arena. Who would dare lay a hand on me?" Dai Weisi said with a slight frown, clearly displeased.

Shadow slightly cupped his hands. As Dai Weisi's Soul Sage guard, he did not dare disobey. "Yes, His Highness the First Prince." With that, he vanished from the spot.

Watching this unfold from within the lounge, the corners of Liu Yanyang's lips curled upward.

Too bad I can't use Soul Power, or Cheng Ying's concealment will fail. Still, I heard that beating people up without Soul Power feels amazing!

Liu Yanyang took a black sack dusted with medicinal powder from his Storage Soul Tool. While Dai Weisi was venting his rage, he slipped the sack directly over him.

He kicked Dai Weisi to the ground and began ruthlessly beating him with both fists and feet.

"Aah!"

Dai Weisi screamed as agony tore through his body. He tried to use Soul Power to break free, only to find that he could no longer sense it.

"Don't waste your strength. The sack's coated with medicinal powder. You can't use Soul Power," Liu Yanyang explained as he kicked him.

"I heard His Highness the First Prince is really brave!"

"Then you probably haven't heard of me. Remember this—the one beating you up is Tang San. I'm super brave!"

Liu Yanyang stopped, feeling a little tired from all the kicking. Seeing that Dai Weisi had already fainted, he found it somewhat boring.

He immediately stripped the Storage Soul Tool from Dai Weisi's finger and injected Soul Power into it.

"Not bad. More than ten black cards, with nearly five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

"White Tiger Meditation Method, Martial Soul Theory... nothing special!"

He really did play around wildly. Liu Yanyang looked at Dai Weisi, then began rummaging through his things again.

Tsk, tsk. As expected of a prince. He really inherited the Star Luo Royal Family's fine traditions.

After sorting through the items, Liu Yanyang packed everything useful into his Storage Soul Tool. He hoisted Dai Weisi over his shoulder, jumped out the window, and disappeared into the night.

At night, Star Luo City's prosperous districts were filled with song and dance. In a pitch-black alley—

Liu Yanyang casually tossed Dai Weisi onto the ground, rested for a brief moment, and rubbed his hands together.

Then he slapped Dai Weisi's face from side to side.

"Slap! Slap! Slap..."

After several successive slaps, the unconscious Dai Weisi gradually began to regain awareness. His face burned with pain, and before he could fully wake up, he felt someone pry open his mouth.

Liu Yanyang dumped everything from the bottles and jars straight into Dai Weisi's mouth.

Afraid he might choke, he even kindly poured water down his throat. Once he was done, Liu Yanyang got up, clapped his hands, and prepared to carry Dai Weisi away.

Then he suddenly remembered something was still missing. He took an item from his Storage Soul Tool and put it on Dai Weisi.

Not bad. He nodded to himself. A black hood really suited him best.

Liu Yanyang carried him out and headed for Star Luo City's most prosperous district—the Red Light Street.

Looking at the alluring women lining both sides of the street and listening to the endless din, he let out a soft sigh.

"What a shame. I haven't been in Star Luo City long enough to know where there's a Black Kiln. With Dai Weisi's build and looks alone, who knew how much he could sell for."

"He could even learn what it meant to have chrysanthemums shattered, wounds strewn all over the ground!"

Forget it, forget it. I might as well be a good person to the end!

He immediately carried Dai Weisi inside. The women on both sides were drawn to the oddly dressed pair, though none of them were particularly surprised.

What man who came here didn't have a few peculiar tastes? They simply took it as a bit of private fun between the two.

"Sir, come in and have some fun! This girl's hands and mouth are both excellent—I guarantee I'll send you straight to heaven!"

"Sir, that slut won't do. Look at this girl instead! I'm skilled at singing, dancing, playing instruments, and everything else. I can even obey Sir in every way!"

A group of beauties scrambled to promote themselves.

Liu Yanyang ignored them and continued searching.

A small storefront entered his view, making Liu Yanyang curious, because no one stood in front of it.

Could it be that the girl inside isn't pretty? Liu Yanyang silently mocked. Then he walked directly to the entrance.

After looking around at the doorway for a while, it seemed no different from the other shops. Why was there no one here? He called out, "Anyone there?"

"Coming, my lord!" A clear, melodious female voice with a touch of boldness rang out. He heard the voice but saw no one.

Liu Yanyang immediately regretted it. This is getting a little too good for Dai Weisi!

Someone emerged from deep inside the shop. Long black hair hung loose around her shoulders, with thick brows, big eyes, seductive red lips, broad shoulders, and a sturdy waist. She was picking her nose with one finger.

"Ru... Ru Hua!" Liu Yanyang was so startled that he cried out in shock.

"My lord, do you know me? This girl is truly honored to receive your favor!" Ru Hua stopped picking her nose and shyly covered her face with both hands.

"Blergh!" Liu Yanyang could not help dry-heaving. He was having a hard time enduring this.

"My lord, are you all right? If you're feeling unwell, this girl has excellent skills and can help you!" As she spoke, she started walking toward Liu Yanyang.

"Stop!" Liu Yanyang hurriedly stopped her, a chill running through him. He pointed at Dai Weisi beside him.

"This is my sworn brother—Black Slave. He has only one request tonight: make him feel so good he ascends to heaven!"

"So it's this gentleman. Don't worry, this girl is one of the most famous courtesans on this street. It's just that the price..." Ru Hua said with a beaming smile.

"Money? You still expect me to pay?"

"You don't know what's good for you. You actually dare ask me for money? It's already merciful of me not to charge you!" Liu Yanyang declared with "righteousness."

Ru Hua immediately supported Dai Weisi, her eyes gleaming as her hands ran over his firm arms in excitement.

After saying that, Liu Yanyang walked straight out of the shop and left the Red Light Street, leaving the two of them alone inside.

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