Big Fat Dragon was not only filthy rich, but also extremely suspicious and ruthless.
Based on nothing but a series of scenarios he had dreamed up, he had slaughtered an entire household without leaving a single survivor. His way of doing things was far too much like a storybook villain's.
Candlelight flickered in the little room. Hermit Huang's corpse was still warm.
Ren Ye stood there holding the bamboo basket, his face ashen, but he did not argue with Big Fat Dragon again.
The bloodshed had already happened. There was no point in arguing endlessly, and one should never try to change someone's values or way of doing things, because even their parents might not be able to manage that.
A mature person did not always think about changing others, but first made sure to conduct themselves properly.
Inside the room, Big Fat Dragon strolled around leisurely and said mildly, "Brother, you'd better not start trying to figure me out in your head..."
"First, I'm not trying to figure you out. I'm just wondering where we're supposed to learn the Secret Method now that you've killed Hermit Huang." Ren Ye interrupted him, then raised the bamboo basket. "Second, I spent sixty-six hundred on the patterned python. What about that money?"
Big Fat Dragon was a little surprised. He had expected Ren Ye to lose his temper and curse him as a beast, but had not expected him to adjust his mood so quickly, or even still be in the mood to scam money out of him.
He paused, then smiled. "No need to work it out. I'll give you another ten thousand Star Source."
"?!"
Ren Ye was stunned.
"I hate the smell of blood. For ten thousand Star Source, gather up the bodies in the courtyard too and throw