62: Chapter 62 Is this all the money you have? That's like feeding a beggar! The Li family has to pay up!

"The... the Li family's people?"

Hearing Su Yang's question, Mayor Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled all over as if he had remembered something terrifying. He tremblingly raised his hand and pointed toward the pile of construction waste at the entrance of the alley.

"Manager... Manager Wang... he's... in there..."

"In the trash pile?"

Su Yang raised an eyebrow and shot a look at the Foreman Ghost, who was currently gnawing on a chicken leg nearby.

"Old Zhang, go, dig him out for me."

"Right away, Boss!"

The Foreman Ghost tossed the chicken bone aside and drifted over as a gust of Yin wind.

Less than two minutes passed.

"Let me go! Don't eat me! My meat is sour! It doesn't taste good!"

Accompanied by a series of pig-slaughtering screams,

a filthy, foul-smelling figure was dragged over by the Foreman Ghost like a dead dog.

It was precisely the suit-clad, overbearing Vice President of the Li Group from earlier that day, Wang Sen.

At this moment, his expensive custom-made suit had long since been reduced to rags. His face was streaked with black and white grime, and half a rotten banana peel was stuck in his hair.

Most importantly, a large area around his crotch was wet.

"Ugh—"

Standing nearby, Zhou Mingyue couldn't help herself. She covered her nose and gagged, taking several disgusted steps back.

"That smell... did he fall into a manure pit?"

Su Yang also frowned, taking a handkerchief from Mary to cover his nose and mouth.

"Stop! Right there, don't come any closer!"

"It's damn reeks."

Wang Sen was thrown onto the ground, his entire being still in a daze.

His eyes were vacant, and he kept muttering under his breath, "Ghosts... there are ghosts... so many ghosts..."

Clearly, the "special care" Chu Ling had given him last night had left an indelible trauma on his fragile soul.

"Looks like he's been scared witless."

Su Yang shook his head and pointed a finger.

Zzt—!

A weak arc of electricity shot from his fingertip, accurately striking Wang Sen's... philtrum.

"Aow!!!"

Wang Sen's body jerked violently as he let out a tragic scream.

He instantly bounced up from the ground, and a hint of clarity finally returned to his eyes.

When he saw clearly that the person sitting before him was Su Yang, and recognized the familiar courtyard around him, his pupils dilated instantly.

"Su... Su Yang?!"

"Yo, you're awake?"

Su Yang sat with his legs crossed, swirling the red wine glass in his hand, looking at him with a faint smile.

"Did Manager Wang sleep well? Was my trash pile more comfortable than a king-sized bed in a five-star hotel?"

"You... you..."

Wang Sen pointed at Su Yang, his fingers trembling.

He wanted to spout harsh words, to say "you're dead meat," but as the words reached his lips, the image of that female zombie in Qing Dynasty official robes opening her mouth to bite him flashed in his mind, and he immediately swallowed his words in fear.

"It seems Manager Wang isn't fully awake yet. Do you want to go back and sleep some more?"

As Su Yang spoke, he moved to beckon the Foreman Ghost.

"Don't! Don't! I'm awake! I'm completely awake!"

Wang Sen fell to his knees with a thud, kneeling in a row next to Mayor Zhao.

These two brothers-in-misery glanced at each other, both seeing the despair in the other's eyes.

How pathetic!

One was a high-ranking official, the other a business elite.

Now, they were kneeling before a young man like two stray dogs.

"Since you're both awake, let's talk about compensation."

Su Yang set down his wine glass, his expression turning serious.

"Yesterday, you brought so many people and drove so many cars here—not only did the noise disturb the residents, but you also damaged the environment and severely frightened my employee."

At this point, Su Yang pointed to Mary, who was standing nearby with wide, innocent eyes.

"Look at how scared the child is; she can't even hold a glass steadily."

Wang Sen and Mayor Zhao looked at the Vampire maid who could crush a steel pipe with her bare hands, their mouths twitching wildly.

This is being 'frightened'?

She clearly looks like she wants to swallow us alive!

"Great Master Su, just give us a number. As long as you let us go, I'll pay any amount!"

Mayor Zhao only wanted to leave this ghostly place; he didn't want to stay for another second.

"Leader Zhao is quite straightforward after all."

Su Yang nodded with satisfaction.

"You are a man of the government, so I won't extort you."

"Designate this area of Locust Tree Alley as a special protected zone. No matter the project, they must all bypass it."

"Additionally, renovate this alley for me. Lay down the best asphalt and install the brightest streetlights."

"Can you do that?"

"I can! I definitely can!" Mayor Zhao nodded frantically. "I'll hold a meeting as soon as I get back! Tomorrow... no, we'll start construction overnight tonight!"

"Very good."

Su Yang turned his gaze toward Wang Sen, his eyes instantly turning cold.

"As for you..."

"Your Li family came all the way from Hong Kong Island to disgust me. Just fixing the road won't cut it."

"Where's that check you gave me during the day?"

Wang Sen froze, then hurriedly fumbled through his tattered suit pockets for a long time before pulling out a crumpled check stained with vegetable leaves.

"It's... it's here..."

"Ten million?"

Su Yang looked at the check and sneered.

"Are you brushing off a beggar?"

"Though my house is old, the Feng Shui inside is a priceless treasure."

"Your commotion yesterday disturbed the Earth Qi. How are we going to calculate that loss?"

Wang Sen swallowed hard and cautiously extended five fingers.

"Fi... Fifty million?"

Smash!

Su Yang slammed the wine glass directly onto the ground, glass shards flying everywhere.

"It seems Manager Wang lacks sincerity."

"Chu Ling! See the guest out!"

Roar—!

A corpse roar instantly echoed from the house as purple Corpse Qi billowed out.

"Don't! Don't call that Great Auntie!"

Wang Sen nearly wet himself in fear.

"One hundred million! I'll give one hundred million!"

"That's all my private savings! I really don't have any more!"

Wang Sen wailed as he took off a Patek Philippe from his wrist and tore a jade pendant from his neck.

"There's also this! This watch is worth three million! This jade pendant was consecrated by a master and is worth five million!"

"I'll give it all to you! Please, I beg you to spare my dog life!"

Looking at the pile of items on the ground, Su Yang finally nodded reluctantly.

"Fine, seeing as you're being so sincere."

"Mary, collect the money."

Mary pinched her nose in disgust as she walked over and picked up the items.

"However, just giving money isn't enough."

Su Yang took out his phone, opened the video recording mode, and aimed it at Wang Sen.

"Come on, record a video for your master, Li Half-City."

"Say... that you, Wang Sen, are incompetent, that you botched the job, and that you lost a hundred million."

"Tell him that if he has the guts, he shouldn't send small fry like you to deliver their heads."

"Tell him to wash his neck clean, and he'd better personally prepare his coffin."

"Start!"

Facing the camera, the expression on Wang Sen's face was uglier than if he were crying.

But under Su Yang's murderous gaze, he could only bite the bullet and cry to the camera:

"Chair... Chairman... I am guilty... I am incompetent..."

"Great Master Su said... for you to... for you to prepare your coffin..."

"Cut!"

After recording the video, Su Yang put his phone away with satisfaction.

"Alright, scram."

"If you ever dare to step foot into Locust Tree Alley again, I'll turn you into a specimen and hang you at the door as a wind chime."

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Great Master Su! Thank you, Great Master Su!"

Wang Sen and Mayor Zhao felt as if they had been granted a grand pardon. Supporting each other, they scrambled and crawled out of the gate.

They didn't even dare to drive the Maybach parked outside, disappearing directly into the night.

...

Watching their pathetic retreating figures,

Zhou Mingyue leaned in with a face full of admiration.

"Boss, you're so cool!"

"You made a hundred million with just a few sentences? This money-making speed is faster than a printing press!"

"This is nothing."

Su Yang toyed with the expensive jade pendant in his hand.

Feeling the trace of weak Spiritual Qi inside, he casually tossed it to Mary.

"A reward for you. This thing can slightly suppress the Blood Evil Qi in your body."

"Thank you, Master!"

Mary treated it like a precious treasure and happily wore it around her neck.

Su Yang stood up and looked toward the direction of Hong Kong Island, his gaze profound.

"This is just a bit of interest."

"Since Li Half-City wants to extend his life, he definitely won't let it rest."

"This hundred million is just an appetizer."

"Next up is the real main course."

After saying that, Su Yang stretched and let out a yawn.

"Alright, everyone worked hard today."

"Mingyue, you sleep with Mary tonight."

"Ah? Why?" Zhou Mingyue looked disappointed. "Boss, aren't you going to take me... to do that... Dual Cultivation?"

"Cultivation my foot, don't you want your health?"

Su Yang rolled his eyes at her. Actually, it was because the System had some movement just now, and he needed to go back to his room to study it properly.

"I have serious business tonight."

"Serious business?"

Zhou Mingyue looked at him suspiciously.

Then she looked at the shy Jiang Yingxue and the cold Su Qingcheng nearby.

"Could it be... Boss, you want to try a different flavor?"

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