128: Chapter 128 Brother Shan is magnanimous!

The Mr. Rong sitting across from him was the leader of the spy organization sent by the Yuanwu Kingdom to Dongyu; it had taken a great deal of effort and cost for him to make contact.

Originally, he had only wanted to leave himself a way out, but he never expected the other party to be so difficult to deal with, and now they had given him such a terrifying task.

The Wei Family was one of the four great clans of Song City, and their power was immense; even a small provocation had already caused 2nd Division Commander Wei Jun to call him personally.

If he really killed Wei Lin... would he even be able to survive in Song City after that?

But if he didn't agree...

Fortunately! The phone rang at this agonizing moment.

"Mr. Rong, there's an urgent matter. Can I..."

"Go ahead and answer it. It doesn't matter."

Fei Shan breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as the call connected, Baoxiong's urgent voice came through.

"Brother Shan, it's bad!"

"Mad Dog is here for the double-or-nothing betting game, and he refuses to leave the ring, saying that Golden Scorpion is going to challenge you tomorrow night."

"Also, that crazy woman Shang Yuqing has broken in! She said if she doesn't see you in three minutes, she'll burn down the Hot-Blooded Arena!"

Fei Shan's face turned livid as he listened, but Mr. Rong, sitting next to him, couldn't help but laugh.

"Mr. Fei, it's certainly lively here. If I weren't so busy with work, this would truly be a good place for entertainment."

Fei Shan sighed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Rong. Please excuse the spectacle."

Mr. Rong waved his hand lightly, "No, I am very pleased. The Bone-melting Enchantress being this angry is quite ideal, isn't it? And that eldest disciple of Ye Baiqiao—you should kill him too. If it provokes his other disciple to go on a rampage, that would be truly exciting."

Mr. Rong's madness made Fei Shan's scalp tingle.

But Mr. Rong didn't give him a chance to stall any longer; he stood up directly and gestured, "Let's go. Let's go see the excitement together."

Fei Shan had no choice but to bite the bullet and lead him out.

On the west outer wall of the Hot-Blooded Mansion, Tang Long, dressed in full night-ops gear, rubbed his chin, feeling quite surprised.

Originally, he had only come to raid Fei Shan's private treasury today, but he never expected such an unexpected bonus.

On the surface, Fei Shan was the black glove for certain people in Song City, but in secret, he was colluding with the Yuanwu people, intending to create chaos in Song City.

That Mr. Rong... although his spiritual light wasn't that dazzling, his way of thinking was quite professional.

Damn it.

He actually wanted to use the life of Wei Lin to incite infighting between the Shang and Wei factions.

Watching them go downstairs, he continued climbing upward and soon reached the window on the top floor. After prying open the window lock, he rolled lightly into the room.

Perhaps because of some shameful little secrets, Fei Shan hadn't even installed surveillance in such an important room, which unfortunately left Tang Long with nothing to do.

So, he walked to the sofa, picked up the still-warm cup of tea, sniffed it, and drank it in one gulp. Then, his eyes lit up.

The tea contained abundant spiritual energy and a refreshing fragrance, feeling as if ordinary spiritual tobacco had been refined several times over.

"Good tea!"

Then, he turned to the wall, found the switch, and opened the hidden wall door, immediately revealing an even happier smile.

Observing from the outside with Fire Eye, the spiritual light here was too dazzling to see the specific quantity clearly.

But at a rough estimate now, there were at least over six hundred spirit stones of various kinds in Fei Shan's private treasury, and many were of special varieties; for instance, the number of fire spirit stones wasn't actually that high.

Among them, there were nearly forty yuan spirit stones that Tang Long needed most urgently, over sixty water spirit stones, over thirty gold spirit stones, and over a hundred blood spirit stones.

There were even three stones that emitted intense light and heat, with astonishing spiritual energy, just like small suns.

"This is... Sun Stone!"

Sun Stones and Moon Stones were the rarest spirit stones in the world of the heavenly change. By the end of the game, as the recipes for several ultimate pieces of equipment and super-weapon items were released, their value as key materials skyrocketed.

Including the Doomsday Era, Tang Long had only ever seen two in his previous life; he didn't expect to break that record today in Fei Shan's private treasury.

"Brother Shan is generous!"

Tang Long gave Fei Shan a big mental thumbs-up and then quickly began to loot the place.

Most of the spirit stones could be put directly into his inventory, and what couldn't fit was easy to carry, but other things were more troublesome.

Tang Long had brought four large bags, and three of them were completely filled with the rare items from Fei Shan's collection.

Finally, facing hundreds of millions in cash, he could only sigh. He managed to stuff in a few million, which was just a flesh wound for this pile of money.

However...

[You have set your current location as your second resurrection point. Recording successful!]

Setting a resurrection point would make it convenient to come back next time.

Tang Long smiled and then quickly left.

Rappelling down, he dashed rapidly through the shadows until he reached two streets away, where he found Golden Scorpion, who was driving the getaway car.

After getting in the car, Tang Long showed his haul to Golden Scorpion, and Golden Scorpion's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"Brother Long, did you raid Fei Shan's entire house?"

"Haha, impressive, right? Go back and find a place to hide it first. Don't let anyone see it."

"Don't worry! I swear on my life!"

"Just do your best; don't go talking about life and death at every turn."

"Oh. Are you... not coming with me?"

While speaking, Tang Long had already taken off his night-ops gear, taken one hundred thousand from the money bag, and got out of the car again.

He flashed a bright smile at Golden Scorpion, "Why leave? Although these things are valuable, for Fei Shan, they only count as a small injury. To make him frantic and forced to accept the challenge tomorrow night, we can't just rely on Brother Dog to risk his life in the ring."

Golden Scorpion asked in surprise, "You're going to fight too?"

"I probably won't need to fight."

Tang Long smiled slightly and patted his shoulder, "Your task is to go back and rest up. Don't worry about anything else. Go quickly!"

After saying this, he turned back and walked toward the Hot-Blooded Arena.

Golden Scorpion felt a bit stifled. Logically speaking, he was the one with the highest realm and strongest combat power among the three.

Yet at this moment, he could only watch Mad Dog and Tang Long go fight, feeling like he couldn't help at all. Moreover, he was completely confused and didn't even know what Tang Long was planning, like a useless person.

Fortunately, after following Mad Dog for these years, he had gotten used to it.

Although he was a bit unwilling, he still started the car immediately and drove away quickly.

When Tang Long stepped back into the Hot-Blooded Arena, another deafening roar erupted from within.

On the ring, Mad Dog was covered in blood, his eyes as frantic as a mad beast.

And in front of him, the second ninth-rank arena master had already fallen.

He picked up a bucket of water handed up from below the ring, poured it over his head to wash away a layer of blood, shook his greasy, medium-length hair, and nodded slightly to Shang Yuqing below the ring.

Shang Yuqing gave another look, and the attendant/driver beside her immediately lit a cigarette and handed it up to Mad Dog.

Baoxiong, standing to the side, looked awkward and whispered, "Miss Shang, didn't you want to see Brother Shan? He's already waiting for you in the private room. Look..."

Shang Yuqing glanced at him sideways and let out two lewd laughs, "So, he wants me to go up and see him? Who does he think he is?"

Baoxiong tried to suppress his anger and explained, "Miss Shang, didn't I tell you just now? That kid isn't dead at all. Why are you doing this?"

"Cut the crap! If he's not dead, hurry up and find him for me! Otherwise, I'll make you pay today!"

"You..."

Baoxiong, having failed to persuade her, could only hurry upstairs to report to Fei Shan in the private room.

After hearing this, Fei Shan's face turned even more livid.

Mr. Rong, standing to the side, asked with a smile, "What? Can't let go of this pride?"

Fei Shan sighed, "It's not about pride. This woman is extremely vengeful. Even if I went downstairs myself to sweet-talk her, she would still make me lose face in front of everyone."

Mr. Rong laughed even more happily, "Exactly. This little shrew is certainly capable of that. How about this, I'll help you once."

As Mr. Rong spoke, he took out a pocket watch and handed it over. Fei Shan looked at it with slight surprise, his face full of questions.