Crack!
The cup in Ruan Ji's hand suddenly shattered!
At the same moment, cups throughout the city shattered in unison!
Inside the Teahouse.
As Chen Cuo made a grasping motion, ripples suddenly spread across Ruan Ji like waves through water. Every layer of disguise fell away, revealing his true appearance beneath!
Before Ruan Ji could recover, he felt the thoughts in his mind abruptly splinter!
"What is this?!"
Terrified, he immediately tried to hold his thoughts together!
The man had some skill and a solid foundation. At last, he suppressed the disturbance in his mind, then looked up, his tone turning colder. "Why would you do this? I came with goodwill..."
"Looks like that still wasn't enough!" Chen Cuo did not answer. Instead, he beckoned. "Lending!"
Ripples spread outward once more, sweeping across the entire Xu Tribe Main City in the blink of an eye.
"One month's term, nine lent and thirteen repaid!"
As the words fell, a strange power spread outward.
Ruan Ji instinctively sensed danger and unleashed a Divine Ability to block the strange power. First, he raised a barrier of Spirit Light, but he still felt uneasy. With another wave of his hand, a bell flew out. It gave a clear chime as it swayed, sending out wave after wave of sound. Even that was not enough for Ruan Ji, who breathed out sharply.
The breath hovered before him, faintly forming a shield!
He had just finished and was about to speak when pain suddenly stabbed through his head. With a sound like tearing silk, the thoughts in his mind were ripped apart!
At the same time, the barrier before him split in two, and the bell fell to the ground. Even the shield formed from his breath dissolved into a breeze.
"Pfft!"
Ruan Ji spat out