As he spoke, Yang Zhi cast another glance at the expectant Head of the He Residence...
He sneered inwardly, "Just wait. If you don't give my Yang Residence a share of treasures like the Tyrant War King Halberd, I'll report it to Gong Ying and the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce. I'll have them come take back Tyrant Soul Venerable's possessions from you. Heh heh..."
Before Sikong Jing had even been killed, Yang Zhi was already secretly scheming, wildly imagining how to make the Head of the He Residence cough up even more treasures.
If he dared refuse, Yang Zhi would threaten him in every possible way. He refused to believe the Head of the He Residence would dare not compromise then...
Meanwhile, the Head of the He Residence had not noticed Yang Zhi's gaze at all. He was staring at the streets below in Chaos District Seven and cried out in a low voice, "My He Residence men have arrived. Sikong Jing's belongings are about to become mine, hahaha..."
He suddenly burst into laughter. Yang Zhi immediately pulled himself out of his fantasies and hurriedly looked down as well.
A hundred young experts from the He Residence had already charged into the street, surrounding the cross-legged Sikong Jing from all sides. At their head was a Heavenly King Realm expert of the He Residence, his aura soaring to the heavens...
He directly shouted, "Sikong Jing, everything on you belongs to us now."
The moment his words fell, they charged straight at Sikong Jing without the slightest hesitation...
Following the signal their master had just given them, they were not to waste a single word on Sikong Jing. The instant they appeared, they had to strike, giving Sikong Jing no chance to counterattack or recover his true energy.
And they