Little Sister

The Grain Gang was very large, with many branches.

Xu Ying's gang was called "Four Seas Hall," and it had many members. Their main responsibility was to guard the granary.

Fang Yu found the gang headquarters and told a familiar member that he was looking for his sister. The man ran to call for help, and after waiting for about an hour, he saw Xu Ying.

"Something happened to Mother?"

Upon meeting Fang Yu, Xu Ying glanced at him and asked in a muffled voice.

No! I need to talk to you about something!

Fang Yu spoke, he silently took two steps back before stepping out of his younger sister's enormous shadow.

Xu Ying was strong and tall, a head taller than Fang Yu was 1.7 meters tall. When he stood there, he was like a wall, giving people an extremely strong sense of pressure. This was a physical change that could only be achieved by training one's muscles and bones to an extremely high degree.

"What do you want from me!" Xu Ying said, turning to leave. "I don't have time for your petty affairs!"

"Your brother has broken through!"

Fang Yu spoke, he took several quick steps, flashing in front of Xu Ying and blocking her path.

Xu Ying raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and slapped Fang Yu's head with a large, fan-like hand.

"Boom..."

Fang Yu vaguely heard the sound of wind and thunder. He had no time to dodge and could only instinctively put his arms together to protect his head.

"Peng..."

His body flew into the air and crashed into the wall four or five meters away, embedding himself completely in it.

Before Fang Yu struggle, Xu Ying's massive body swayed and was right in front of him, his fleshy face full of doubt, "You piece of trash, you actually broke through!"

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Fang Yu took a deep breath, feeling terrible. His arm felt like it was about to crack—no, it already was. His back was also burning with pain, and his breath smelled of blood, clearly indicating that his internal organs had been damaged.

"Little sister, you... you went too far! I'm still your brother!"

Xu Ying snorted coldly, crossed her arms, and said impatiently, "Even if you break through, you're still a piece of trash. Speak, what is it?"

"Cough cough!" Fang Yu coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. "I need to strengthen my muscles and bones, and I need a lot of Demon Beast meat!"

Xu Ying's face darkened. "You're trying to beg me for money? No, if you want to, go buy it yourself!"

"Buy! I didn't say I wouldn't buy!" Fang Yu struggled to get down from the wall. "Aren't we family? Give me a cheap price."

"You can still buy it with silver?"

Xu Ying looked Fang Yu, then turned and left.

"Mountain deer meat, internal price, ten taels of silver per tael. I'll talk to Old Hu at the grain shop, you can just go and buy it with the money."

Looking at his younger sister's burly back, Fang Yu said urgently, "Your brother is about to die, give me something first!"

Xu Ying stopped, turned around, glanced at it, and with a look of disgust, pulled a piece of deer meat wrapped in oilcloth from her bosom and threw it over. "Hurry up and go!"

Fang Yu caught it and pulled it into his arms, feeling a warm glow inside.

'My little sister may have a bit of a temper, but the bond between siblings is undeniable. Look, she's got a piece of Demon Beast meat weighing over two ounces—that's twenty ounces of silver!'

Fang Yu quickly left, speeding up as soon as he stepped out the door. He habitually circled the streets and alleys several times to make sure no one was following him before taking out the deer meat, tearing off a piece, and throwing it into his mouth.

The Qi and Blood of the mountain deer meat were even richer than that of the silver snake meat. Just a sip was enough to make his entire body heat up, and the surging Qi and Blood circulated within him, repairing his damaged internal organs and broken arm.

"With my sister's connection to the Demon Beast meat supply, all we need to do is get some silver to have a stable source of Demon Beast meat!"

Fang Yu murmured to himself as he arrived at an intersection, then turned and headed towards Second Master Zhao's house.

He helped the Second Madam of the Zhao Household kill Bai Mudan, and she had promised him a reward of one hundred taels of silver, so naturally he had to go and collect it now.

The Zhao family mansion was very large, and the gate was also very grand. The two stone lions in front of the gate were very imposing, but they looked like they hadn't been cleaned for a long time. The lions were covered in dust, and the 'dragon pearls' in their mouths were nowhere to be found.

Fang Yu groped around inside the lion's mouth while calculating his next move.

The Zhao Household was once prominent in Bei'an County, with an ancestor who was Fifth Grade official. However, their descendants were unworthy, and the family declined within a few generations. By the time of Second Master Second Master Zhao, only a Ninth-Grade Village Brave was left struggling to maintain the family's prosperity.

However, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how dilapidated it is now, it is still not comparable to an ordinary family. It still has some wealth, otherwise, where would it find the extra money to support a mistress?

"Although I have advanced to the Village Brave and am no longer afraid of that Second Master Zhao, I have only recently broken through and my strength is not yet fully developed. There is still some risk in rashly asking for money. I should make some arrangements beforehand."

Turning away from the Zhao residence, Fang Yu walked to North Peace Avenue, his eyes scanning both sides of the road. As he passed a teahouse, his eyes lit up.

'They were definitely trying to scam me!'

He entered the teahouse and saw five ruffians arguing with the owner, saying that his tea was bitter and awful, and that he not only wouldn't pay them but also had to pay for them to rinse their mouths.

"Oh my, isn't this Brother Fang?"

As soon as they approached, one of the ruffians, with sharp eyes, spotted Fang Yu and called out. The others also looked over.

"Daqing, what are you doing?"

Fang Yu approached and looked at the leader of the hooligans.

"Brother Fang, where did you come from? We haven't seen you in ages! Where have you been making your fortune?"

As Zhou Daqing spoke, he called out to the shopkeeper, "Hurry up, bring me a pot of fresh tea. You're lucky today, I'll waive the cost of rinsing your mouth."

"Oh dear!" The shopkeeper, seeing that another customer had arrived, and one who seemed to be of high status, had no choice but to accept his bad luck and went to pour another pot of tea and bring it over.

Fang Yu sat down at the table, exchanged a few casual words with the idle men, and looked at Daqing, "You came to my house a few days ago?"

Zhou Daqing said, "Yes, you haven't shown your face for many days. Master Ning thought you'd been buried alive, so he sent me to your house to check on you."

"It's still Master Ning who cares about me!"

Fang Yu picked up his teacup, took a sip, and smacked the tea dust, saying, "Brother, I really was buried alive! I just crawled out from underground and I'm off to get my revenge!"

"Who is it that dares to bully even Brother Fang? Isn't this a slap in the face to us guys?" Zhou Daqing didn't take Fang Yu's words seriously at all, assuming that he had been bullied and was hiding somewhere to recover from his injuries.

"Who else could it be but my lover's master!"

Fang Yu picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea. "Brothers, I'm planning to get my lover back. How about you guys give me some support?"

Zhou Daqing glanced at the others and said, "I knew it! Brother Fang must have crawled between a woman's legs!"

Everyone immediately burst into laughter.

"After we finish this pot of tea, let's go help Brother Fang get revenge!"

"I've disliked that guy surnamed Zhao for a long time!"

"I must help Brother Fang get his girlfriend back today."

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