Jiang Lin's Scheming, Writing an IOU

"Can you let me go now?"

Xiao Chenyu's face was full of grievance.

"Let you go? Hehe, how could it be that easy?"

A teasing glint appeared in Jiang Lin's eyes.

"Then what else do you want, Jiang Lin?"

"Simple. Compensate me for my emotional distress, as well as the depreciation costs for the things you damaged in our dormitory. Not much, just 200 Gold Soul Coins. I assume such a small amount means nothing to you, right?"

"What? 200 Gold Soul Coins? Jiang Lin, you're robbing me!"

Xiao Chenyu immediately cursed aloud.

Even the others around them were utterly shocked.

In this world, a single Gold Soul Coin could support a family of three for an entire month. Two hundred of them were enough for an ordinary family to live comfortably for over a decade.

Yet he was demanding so much for a single compensation payment. It was truly beyond their imagination.

"What, does Young Master Xiao think his life isn't worth 200 Gold Soul Coins?"

Jiang Lin smiled as he patted Xiao Chenyu's face with his right hand.

"Hmph, you're asking for too much. Even if I come from the City Lord's Manor, I can't produce that much money right away."

Hesitation appeared in Xiao Chenyu's eyes. Although his father was the lord of Notting City, he was not the only heir. He had an older brother five years his senior. Thus, despite his status, the amount of money he could normally spend was only around 100 Gold Soul Coins.

"That's no problem. Give me however much you have on you, then write me an IOU for the rest."

Jiang Lin was not surprised. Before Xiao Chenyu could agree, he began searching him directly.

Before long, Xiao Chenyu had been stripped clean, while Jiang Lin had gained an additional 35 Gold Soul Coins.

Just as Jiang Lin was about to stand, he casually turned his head and spotted several lackeys standing timidly off to the side. A smile immediately spread across his face.

"Hey, since you're all with Young Master Xiao, you can't just stand by when your boss is in trouble. Hand over all the money you have."

The moment he said this, their expressions changed instantly.

Kus immediately stepped forward, clutching his broken hand.

"Jiang Lin, this is too much! You even want to steal our money!"

"No, no, you've got it wrong. You're only doing this to save your boss. Of course, if you don't want to, you can choose not to pay."

Jiang Lin was actually backing down!

"I really don't have to pay?"

Kus was briefly stunned, but Jiang Lin's voice soon rang out again.

"That's right. If you're unwilling, how could I force you?"

"However, what I hate most in my life are disloyal and unrighteous people. If you won't even save your boss when he's in trouble, then for people like that, I'd rather kill the wrong one than let one go."

Jiang Lin swept his gaze over them with a half-smile, while the phantom of the King's Power Sword faintly emerged in his hand.

"Damn it, I knew it!"

Seeing Jiang Lin's unfriendly gaze, Kus's heart trembled. Before he could react, the others had already pulled out all their money and offered it to Jiang Lin with fawning expressions.

"Haha, I like honest people like you."

Jiang Lin collected their money pouches one by one, the smile on his face growing wider.

Although these people were of ordinary status and did not have much money individually, together they amounted to 13 Gold Soul Coins. It was a small windfall.

Jiang Lin then turned his gaze to Kus.

"Well? Have you thought it over? Are you paying or not?"

"Hmph!"

"Here, take it—"

With a look of great reluctance, Kus pulled a money pouch from his clothes and handed it to Jiang Lin.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you'd done that from the start?"

After weighing the pouch in his hand, Jiang Lin did not make things difficult for him anymore.

Then, under everyone's puzzled gazes, Jiang Lin searched around and quickly found what he needed. When he returned to Xiao Chenyu, he had a sheet of paper and a pen in hand.

"Come on, write it. Write the IOU. You gave me 35 Gold Soul Coins just now, so you still owe me 180. Get it together by next Monday. Otherwise, the interest will be 20 Gold Soul Coins for every day you're late."

"What the hell? I clearly only owe you 165, and you even took Kus and the others' money!"

The moment he heard Jiang Lin's words, Xiao Chenyu nearly lost it and hurriedly protested.

"Easy now—"

Jiang Lin patted Xiao Chenyu's shoulder and continued.

"Those 15 Gold Soul Coins are naturally the interest for the few days I'm giving you. And for the sake of your City Lord father, I even gave you a five-Gold-Soul-Coin discount. Young Master Xiao, don't mistake kindness for weakness."

"As for your lackeys' money, that's naturally compensation for the emotional distress suffered by the other people in our dormitory. I forgot to mention that earlier. Young Master Xiao, you're the son of the dignified City Lord. Surely you wouldn't quibble with me over such a small sum, right?"

"You!"

Xiao Chenyu suddenly felt his blood surge through his body, then spat out a mouthful of blood. Small fragments of bone were clearly visible within it.

Clearly, the injuries inflicted by the King's Power Sword aura earlier were far more severe than they appeared.

"Boss, are you all right?!"

The lackeys beside him could no longer stand still and hurriedly gathered around him.

"Cough, cough—"

"I... I'm fine."

Xiao Chenyu shoved the lackey in front of him aside and glared at Jiang Lin. If looks could kill, he would have torn Jiang Lin to pieces a thousand times over.

Jiang Lin, however, did not care in the slightest. The smile remained on his face.

"Young Master Xiao, don't look at me like that. You still have to write it. You don't think that because you coughed up a little blood, I'll soften up and give you another discount, do you?"

"Haha, don't waste time. Make it quick, and I'll make it quick too. Once you finish writing, I'll definitely let you go."

"Fine, I'll write it!"

Knowing that delaying any longer would only worsen his injuries, Xiao Chenyu had no choice but to compromise.

A few minutes later, Jiang Lin had an IOU in hand, while Xiao Chenyu and the others left in disgrace.

"Jiang Lin, you angered Xiao Chenyu so badly. He probably won't let this go easily, will he?"

Xiao Wu came before Jiang Lin, hesitation in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu. It's fine. This was just a small lesson for him. If he dares come again, the price he pays won't be so small!"

Jiang Lin did not care at all about Xiao Chenyu's future retaliation. Xiao Chenyu's greatest backing was merely Xiao Yan, a Soul Ancestor, and Xiao Shan, the lord of Notting City.

Since those two could only hide away in little Notting City, their strength naturally could not be considered especially impressive among those of the same realm.

Although Jiang Lin currently had only Little Dragon Girl as a high-level combatant behind him, Little Dragon Girl's Frost Dragon Soul was at least high-grade, perhaps even top-grade.

Though her cultivation was only at level 37, as a Soul Venerable, fighting opponents above her realm was effortless with her talent. Her true strength was no weaker than those two.

Moreover, Jiang Lin's Collapse Points had now reached 1,330, allowing him to draw from the Bronze-level card pool.

The cards within were far rarer and more valuable than those from the previous Black Iron card pool. As long as Jiang Lin's luck was not too terrible, it would be easy for him to draw a trump card capable of contending with those two.

After signaling Wang Sheng and the others to clean up the mess-filled area, Jiang Lin and Xiao Wu returned to the two large beds pushed together.

"Grrr..."

Suddenly, the sound of a growling stomach rang out. Jiang Lin looked up, and a blush immediately appeared on Xiao Wu's face.

"Xiao Wu, you haven't eaten yet? Perfect, I brought back a packed meal from the cafeteria. Let's eat together."

"Ah?"

"Okay, thank you."