"Bullshit!" More than a thousand people cursed at once, their filthy insults rattling off like a string of firecrackers. Luo Qian shook his head. There was nothing to say.
"Luo Qian, just you wait! We won't let you get away with this!" The three old men looked at the bodyguards and wisely chose to retreat.
A large crowd had gathered. Luo Qian smiled. "Please rest assured. Luo Security Company is fully capable of protecting the lives and property of every resident. Under the Heaven-Given Immortal Rights, life and property are Sacred and Inviolable..."
The old retainers and their young followers naturally hurried back to their masters to complain. Luo Qian could not be bothered with them. The imperial decree hung overhead, and the executioner's blade had fallen. Were four Heaven Ranking experts merely there for show? Given Luo Qian's status now, anyone who wanted to move against him would have to think long and hard.
Luo Qian was feeling pleased with himself when a searing pain tore through his soul. He let out a terrible scream and vanished before Xie Tang's astonished eyes.
What rotten luck. I'd just been boasting to myself that no one dared touch me, and then this happened... Luo Qian slowly raised his head. His body felt uncomfortable, and only then did he realize he was submerged in water. Above him, the Dragon Emperor's nine heads were brimming with energy, their bright eyes fixed on him.
"Luo Qian, do you still remember your agreement with me?" the Dragon Emperor asked in a commanding voice. Luo Qian slapped his forehead. Things had been so busy lately that he really had forgotten. Luckily, he had already prepared the Netherfire Clam. Still, handing over a hefty tax before earning a single coin in the Heavenly River was downright depressing.