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"Haha. He looks so handsome!" a young woman said excitedly when she squinted inside the Zhai Bao Ge.

A young man next her said in a low voice, "Are you blind? Our Young Twelve is much more handsome than him!"

The young woman smiled. "Of course, our Young Twelve is the most handsome man!"

Clearly, Young Twelve was greatly respected by them. The rest of the young men and women around him all looked like they came from high ranks as well, but they were still trying to flatter Young Twelve.

"Don’t talk nonsense! Let’s make a bet first. I have sent someone to make trouble for him. Let’s see if he will fight back or not," Young Twelve said.

These young people all said together, "He will definitely not fight back!"

"How dare he fight back? How dare he hurt Young Twelve’s people?"

"We should make a bet on whether he will cry or not. Haha!"

...

In the past, when the Water Empress was still in the city, Young Twelve would behave himself and would avoid taking things to the extreme. Due to this, the Water Empress had not been too strict on him.

Now, apart from the Princess Zi Xuan, Young Twelve was the most powerful man around and no one dared to offend him or his servants.

So as for their bet, they all made a bet that Xu Que would not dare to fight back.

Young Twelve suddenly laughed: "You guys are too dumb! That young man must is new to this city. He might not even know about me, which means he will definitely fight back. Otherwise, what’s the point of making trouble for him?"

"That totally makes sense, I suddenly realize that I have never seen him before," a young man said.

"Then there is a great chance that he will fight back!"

"It’s getting more and more interesting."

The rest of the people all got very interested in this bet.

"Let’s have a bet on how many times he will hit my servants. Count carefully—if he hits my servants once, I will punch him ten times later!" Young Twelve smiled.

Hearing this, the young people at present were surprised and felt a bit sorry for Xu Que.

...

Meanwhile, Xu Que was about to leave the Zhai Bao Ge.

He was now very angry. He had expected to finish the process of upgrading the Shadowmeld of Three Thousand Thunders...

He would have to buy at least another hundred books of magic inscriptions to be able to fully upgrade the Shadowmeld of Three Thousand Thunders. The owner of the Zhai Bao Ge had been an exception. Others would not be willing to sell their own precious magic inscriptions.

Xu Que was feeling rather upset as he walked out of the Zhai Bao Ge. Suddenly, a few people appeared and stopped him.

They were all very strong and wearing terrifying expressions on their faces. They were in the Golden Core Stage, but they were not afraid of Xu Que at all.

One of the men stared at Xu Que and shouted, "Young man, where is the owner of the store?"

"I am the owner. I am not in a great mood now, so please f*ck off!" Xu Que was feeling even more now irritated due to the appearance of these odious men.

"How dare you talk to us in this tone? Do you have any idea who you are talking to?" a man said.

"I don’t care! Now f*ck off!" Xu Que said impatiently.

People in the street were drawn by the bickering and they all gathered around the store.

"They are the servants of Young Twelve! That young man must be mad, otherwise he would not dare to speak to them like that!"

"He is doomed. He just bought this store with eight million Spirit Stones of low quality, and now they are making trouble for him."

"He must be new to this city, I do feel sorry for him."

...

People began to feel sorry for Xu Que.

On the second floor of the restaurant, a young man said, "Young Twelve, people are gathering, what if the Water Empress finds out about this..."

Young Twelve smiled: "do not worry! The more people there are, the more interesting things will be! Remember to count how many times he hits my servants!"

"Yes!" These young people got excited again.

...

In the Zhai Bao Ge, one of the odious men said, "Young man, we do not want to make things difficult for you. Just give us the street fee. Since you are new to this city, you can just give us ten thousand Spirit Stones for this month."

You must be out of your mind! How dare you try to collect the damn street fee from me?

Xu Que sneered. "I see, the Gang of Twelve has sent you here!"

The odious men snickered. "Give us the street fee! Otherwise, you will regret it later!"

"But I heard that it is one thousand Spirit Stones per month. Are you f*cking out of your mind? You want to take ten thousand Spirit Stones from me?" Xu Que sneered and felt extremely angry.

Hearing this, all the people present took a deep breath.

Is this young man mad?! He already knows that these people were sent by the Gang of Twelve, he should at least change his tone. Young Twelve is notorious for his bad temper, anyone who offends his servants will be severely punished!

"How dare you!" the odious men said together. "How dare you talk with us like this? You have offended us, which means you have offended Young Twelve! We are the bosses around here, if we want you to hand us ten thousand Spirit Stones, you must do as we instruct. We can even ask you to hand us a hundred thousand Spirit Stones if we want. Indeed, I have changed my mind now—you’d better kneel down in front of us and give us a hundred thousand Spirit Stones... otherwise you will die tonight!"

The people present all shook their heads and looked at Xu Que with great sympathy.

Hearing this, Xu Que sneered. "you are just the dogs of the Gang of Twelve. How dare you stand in front of me and threaten me? Let me tell you one thing, you are going to die now!"

The next moment, a sword flew through the air like lightning, right in front of these odious men.