Shameless bastard, screw your damned uncle!
Su Changsheng rolled his eyes and ignored the fellow.
His acquaintance with the two yao had come about through a chance convergence of circumstances. Fatty Huang was something of a local power in the Kunxu Southern Suburbs and knew the distribution of its various factions and all manner of information in considerable detail.
Newly arrived, Su Changsheng had entrusted Fatty Huang with selling some miscellaneous items.
Over the past year and more, he had hunted quite a few yao of the eighth or ninth level and acquired a large stockpile of materials alone. After entering Kunxu, he needed money everywhere, so he had decided to sell off a batch of materials.
Keeping them served no purpose anyway.
Besides, he had tempered that batch of materials with azure flame. Even if someone wanted to identify the dead through those materials, they would have nowhere to start for the time being.
Through their repeated dealings, he had become familiar with Fatty Huang.
The fellow had also recognized Su Changsheng's formidable strength and sincerely sought his friendship. For now, the two counted as ordinary yao friends, but they had not reached the point of truly trusting each other.
Although the Kun Internal World had less scheming and deception, foolishly placing complete trust in another yao would itself be a problem.
As for Manman, he and Su Changsheng had truly become acquainted through a fight.
Seeing that Su Changsheng was newly arrived, the fellow had initially tried to ambush and kill him, only for Su Changsheng to beat him until he cried for his parents and finally knelt to beg for mercy.
He had admitted defeat faster than he had struck.
His head had a few problems, but he was reasonably clever.
Furthermore, Su Changsheng had just entered