Seeing Dai Mubai actually intending to fight two against one, Lu Qian could not help shaking his head. In a one-on-one fight, neither Tang San nor Xiao Wu could possibly be his match.
But if he faced them both at once, Dai Mubai would definitely lose miserably.
Lu Qian thought it over. Perhaps this was the perfect moment for him to appear.
His appearance would surely make Dai Mubai retreat of his own accord, while Tang San and Xiao Wu would thank him for stepping in to help. After a little conversation, they might even become friends.
Lu Qian had been somewhat conflicted about how he should deal with Tang San, but now he had made up his mind.
First, win Tang San's favor, then screw him over!
Just thinking about it felt immensely satisfying. Lu Qian immediately opened the second-floor window of the Rose Hotel and drawled down at Dai Mubai:
"I was wondering who it was. So it's Young Master Dai. Can't you let people get some proper rest at noon?"
With that, Lu Qian even pretended to yawn.
"You."
Dai Mubai's expression turned ugly.
He truly had not expected Lu Qian to appear at this moment. From the look of things, he had even nearly ended up staying in the same hotel as Lu Qian.
Suddenly, Dai Mubai seemed to think of something. He looked at Tang San nearby, then at Lu Qian upstairs, and the anger in his eyes surged once more.
"Are they your people?"
Dai Mubai demanded an answer from Lu Qian.
"What are you talking about?"
Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, fuming.
"You can eat whatever you like, but you can't say whatever you please. I have nothing to do with them. Still, you really did disturb my sleep."
Lu Qian looked at Dai Mubai with a smile, but his expression gradually grew colder.
Clearly, if Dai Mubai still failed to recognize the situation, Lu Qian would not mind striking him again!
After all, Dai Mubai had only just lost to Lu Qian yesterday, both in wealth and in strength, so he had no standing whatsoever before Lu Qian.
Dai Mubai should have obediently left the moment he saw Lu Qian. That was reason!
Whoever had the bigger fist embodied reason. That had never changed since ancient times!
Dai Mubai naturally knew this rule. After hesitating for a few seconds, he swiftly deactivated his third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation.
Then he pointed at Tang San and Xiao Wu nearby and said:
"You two got lucky today. Otherwise, I'd definitely have made you pay!"
With that, Dai Mubai turned and left.
"Hey! Say that ag-what are you doing?"
Xiao Wu had always been this utterly unruly. Fortunately, Tang San pulled her back in time.
"All right, Xiao Wu. Since he's already left, let's not grow extra branches out of this."
"Hmph! You ungrateful jerk! I was only doing it because he was bullying you!"
"All right, all right. Thank you."
After soothing Xiao Wu, Tang San immediately looked up at Lu Qian on the second-floor balcony and said:
"Thank you for stepping in to help. Otherwise, things probably would have been very difficult to resolve today."
"Don't mention it."
Lu Qian waved a hand and prepared to turn away.
"Hey! Why did he say we were yours?"
Xiao Wu suddenly called up to Lu Qian.
Lu Qian turned back just as he was about to turn away. He glanced at Xiao Wu and said with a smile:
"Probably because I gave him a beating yesterday, too."
With that, Lu Qian left.
Xiao Wu's voice immediately came from downstairs:
"Good job!"
Lu Qian smiled. Because Xiao Wu had undergone Soul Beast Transformation, her temperament really was rather blunt.
Lu Qian had deliberately examined Tang San's wound just now. Dai Mubai seemed to have only torn his flesh without injuring the bone. With Tang San's own abilities, it probably would heal within a few days.
However, Tang San's combat strength would probably be diminished for those few days, and Shrek Academy's opening day was only two days away.
In the original plot, Tang San had to fight the level-seventy-six Zhao Wuji.
But now, with one arm injured, Tang San would probably find it difficult to accomplish the feat of making Zhao Wuji suffer a setback.
Moreover, Tang San had used the Dragon Whisker Needle then, ranked eighth in the Hidden Weapon Hundred Solutions of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.
Since that was the case, Lu Qian certainly could not leave the piece of hair crystal in Flender's possession for Tang San!
At that thought, Lu Qian immediately went out to find the shop Flender ran, intending to snatch that piece of hair crystal first.
Lu Qian wandered around for an entire afternoon before finally finding the shop in an extremely out-of-the-way corner.
A circular emblem was carved into the sign, bearing several special symbols: a sword, a hammer, and a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
"This should be the place."
Upon entering the shop, Lu Qian could sense fluctuations from Soul Tools, but he had no interest in these inferior Soul Tools. His sole target was that piece of hair crystal.
At that moment, Flender was sitting in a wooden rocking chair, his eyes closed as he swayed with it.
Seeing this Four-Eyed Cat Owl, Flender, for the first time, Lu Qian was somewhat curious.
Flender looked to be around fifty. Although he was no longer young, he had a very brawny build. The seemingly sturdy rocking chair creaked under his weight as it rocked.
Furthermore, Flender had a textbook hooked nose. Coupled with the black-framed glasses he wore, the title Four-Eyed Cat Owl really was quite apt.
But who could have imagined that the owner of this shabby little shop was actually a Soul Saint whose Soul Power reached level seventy-eight?
The cloudy yellow piece of hair crystal was very conspicuous, and Lu Qian spotted it at a glance. However, he knew how calculating that old fellow Flender was, so he absolutely could not let him see his true objective.
Lu Qian casually pointed at an object and asked:
"How much is this?"
"Two hundred Gold Soul Coins."
Damn you!
Flender!
Do you have a death wish?
This is clearly just an ordinary weapon!
Although Lu Qian had mentally prepared himself, he still could not help inwardly cursing Flender.
Flender was simply going too far!
He actually dared to ask two hundred Gold Soul Coins for an ordinary weapon. Did he really think the Douluo Continent had no pricing bureau?
But Lu Qian did not indulge Flender either. He said directly:
"Twenty Copper Soul Coins."
An ordinary weapon would cost at least fifty or sixty Silver Soul Coins, but Lu Qian slashed the price straight down to twenty Copper Soul Coins. Sure enough, that caught Flender's attention.
"Get lost!"
With Flender taking that attitude, Lu Qian simply stopped wasting words on him and slapped twenty Gold Soul Coins onto the table.
"This, this, and this one, too. I'll take them all."
At the sight of actual Gold Soul Coins, Flender's eyes instantly lit up, and he immediately rose from his rocking chair.
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