"Kill!" Redbeard flew into a rage. His blade flashed, and a streak of sword qi turned into a silver serpent that slashed toward Tu Qianqiu.
"Oh, you're serious." Tu Qianqiu laughed and swept out a palm.
Redbeard went tumbling away, sword and all, while the Treasure Sword whistled through the air and landed over two li away.
"I'll blow you to death!" Redbeard went mad and yanked the pin on a Hand Grenade.
"You brat, are you courting death?" At the sight, Tu Qianqiu struck the Hand Grenade into the distance with his palm. A thunderous boom rang out, flames surged, and several trees were blasted apart.
"Stop fighting, stop! Senior Tu is in the thought-connecting realm. How can you fight him?" Tang Wen hurriedly shouted.
"You old bastard, bullying your juniors! You'll die a miserable death!" Redbeard cursed angrily.
"You never asked how strong I was. Who told you to start trouble?" Tu Qianqiu said.
"No wonder the city lord and the chairman both want to win you over." Redbeard calmed his anger.
"All right, all right, I'm hungry. Tang Kid, bring out the good stuff," Tu Qianqiu clamored.
After that, the four of them ate and drank heartily.
Half a month later, all eighteen bathrooms at the City Lord's Residence had been fitted out, and the prefab houses behind the supermarket had also been erected, with enough room for over two thousand people.
Tang Wen moved out of the Medicine Hall's second floor into his own steel-framed "villa." It also had two floors, with over a thousand square meters of space.
Downstairs were the kitchen, reception room, office, conference room, and so on.
Upstairs held the living quarters. Naturally, the rooms were larger and more luxurious, each around thirty square meters, with its own balcony and a private