54: Chapter 54 Night Visit, Real Estate Transaction…

"Thump!"

Just a second ago, the arrogant Zhao Ertong felt his legs go weak, and he fell straight onto his knees.

His whole body trembled like chaff, and he frantically slammed his head against the blood-stained bluestone floor.

"Master Qin, ancestor, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Zhao Ertong cried his heart out, his face smeared with tears and snot, as he frantically slapped his own face.

"It was me who was blind, it was my heart that was clouded by pig fat. Please, just treat me like a fart and let me go. I won't dare to do it again..."

Qin Feng slowly pulled a piece of cloth from the side and wiped his hands in a leisurely manner.

He smiled and said: "Now you know how to speak properly? Unfortunately, it's too late!!"

Before the words left his mouth, Qin Feng's right leg whistled through the air, delivering a fierce kick to Zhao Ertong's chest.

"Crack, crack..."

A dense sound of breaking bones rang out; Zhao Ertong's breastbone instantly caved in, and his heart was pulverized into a pulp by the immense impact.

His entire body flew backward, slamming into the earthen wall behind him, spitting out a mouthful of black blood mixed with organ fragments, before twitching twice and falling completely silent.

One punch, one kick.

Two veteran guards of the Management Hall at Rank 7 were instantly killed.

The entire process was smooth and fluid, so fast that Yu Jingxiang, who was in the corner, hadn't even had time to scream before the battle was over.

Yu Jingxiang slumped on the ground, her hands tightly covering her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide open as she stared at the blood on the floor and the two corpses, her mind spinning with dizziness.

Too strong... too ruthless...

Is this her master? This domineering aura that treats human life like grass, this crushing display of absolute power, gave rise to a trace of indescribable, pathological fanaticism amidst her extreme fear.

"Don't just stand there."

Qin Feng stepped through the pool of blood as if he had just casually swatted two flies, then turned his head and ordered indifferently:

"Dispose of their bodies properly, dig a deep pit, and bury them in the yard. Also, collect the Storage Pouch and money on them."

Speaking of which, Qin Feng rubbed his stomach, his brows slightly raised: "After you're done, prepare some food. I'm hungry."

"Yes, this servant will handle it immediately."

Yu Jingxiang seemed to wake from a dream, scrambling to her feet.

Enduring the sickening smell of blood in her nose, and not even caring about the bloodstains on her skirt, she began to nimbly drag the corpses.

In this Servant District, death was the most common occurrence.

Everyone was accustomed to life and death; even a delicate woman would not hesitate when handling such dirty work.

About half an hour later, the bloodstains in the yard were washed clean, and the two bodies were buried deep under the withered tree in the backyard.

After finishing everything, Yu Jingxiang hurried to the bathhouse to wash thoroughly, cleansing herself of the stench of blood and dirt.

When she appeared in the main room again, she had changed into a form-fitting moon-white silk long dress.

Her jet-black hair was wet and draped over her fragrant shoulders, her whole body radiating the fresh mist of a recent bath and the lingering scent of a ripe woman.

She carried a tray in her hands, upon which sat a steaming bowl of noodles, topped with two poached eggs and garnished with a few pieces of emerald green scallions.

Yu Jingxiang walked with a bewitching, serpentine gait, stopped in front of Qin Feng, knelt gracefully on the ground, and held the tray high above her head.

Because of the earlier fright and excitement, her already proud chest was still heaving violently, and the silk dress clung tightly to her body, outlining a breathtaking curve.

"Master, I've kept you waiting... This servant will make some noodles for you to eat."

With her charming appearance, this sentence was something no man could resist.

Qin Feng sat in his chair, looking down at the bowl of plain, watery noodles, then his gaze slowly shifted downward, landing on Yu Jingxiang's face, which seemed to be resisting yet yielding.

The corners of his mouth curled into an evil, charming smile; he reached out to pinch her pointed chin, forcing her to look up.

He said: "It's plain and watery; the noodles you made are not good. The heat was a bit off."

Qin Feng's voice was filled with a laziness that made one's bones melt, his fingers gently caressing her delicate skin,

"Later, go and properly learn how to serve people from Su Yourong and the others. As for today..."

"I'll make some for you to eat instead. Consider yourself lucky; I'll do it myself!"

...

A few hours later. The night was as deep as ink.

Qin Feng pushed open the courtyard gate and walked out of Jia Da's courtyard, fully dressed.

The biting night wind blew against his face, but instead of feeling cold, it made the circulation of Qi in his body run even more smoothly.

The powerful recovery ability of the Chaos Art, combined with the rest from the past few hours, left him feeling refreshed and full of energy.

Walking in the empty, narrow alley, his thoughts couldn't help but drift away...

"Mortal Rank 6 Peak, although I can kill two useless Rank 7 trash above my level... in the Management Hall, this level of cultivation is still not enough."

Qin Feng calculated inwardly.

The Management Hall was too deep; just the aura emitted by a small Ninth Squad captain, Captain Luo Kun, far exceeded Rank 7. He was at least a ruthless character at Rank 9.

Not to mention Steward Wang, who could cover the sky with one hand in the Middle District.

To truly gain a foothold in this man-eating place and not become fish on someone else's cutting board, he had to break through to Rank 7, or even higher, as soon as possible.

"The pure yang pill rewarded by the System is a good thing."

Thinking of this, Qin Feng remembered that Medicinal Pill that radiated astonishing heat.

Taking the pure yang pill would not only allow him to break through his cultivation barrier in one go, but also significantly temper his Physical Body, crafting his physique into that of a humanoid Vicious Beast.

However, the risk was equally great.

The medicinal properties of the pure yang pill were extremely fierce; if not neutralized, it would easily cause one to explode and die.

The System had previously warned that it must be taken with ice spirit grass to ensure absolute safety.

"The ice spirit grass is a rare item; it's hard to get in the outskirts of the Servant District, and even the trading area might not have it in stock..."

At this thought, an enchanting and alluring figure appeared in his mind.

Steward Wang's wife, Yang Liu!

Yang Liu was not only one of the actual power-holders of the Management Hall but also the proprietress of the largest trading house in the entire Servant District.

If anyone in the Servant District was most likely to get ice spirit grass, it had to be her.

More importantly, yesterday in the inner courtyard of the Management Hall, she had already extended an invitation—

It was the perfect time to use the cover of night to probe this woman's true intentions and see what she was really up to.

Having made up his mind, Qin Feng did not hesitate.

He instantly activated the Clear Wind Shadow movement technique and sped silently toward the direction of the trading house.

...

Not long after, he arrived near the trading house.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the day, the front gate of the trading house was tightly closed and pitch black.

Qin Feng, familiar with the route, circled to the tall wall on the side of the building.

As soon as he approached, a rich, expensive scent of roses, mixed with curling water vapor, came rushing toward him with the night wind.

The sound of splashing water came from inside; it was the familiar formula, the familiar scent...