206: Chapter 206 Dancing with a Broadsword Before Guan Yu's Gate

Mr. Tian closed his eyes to sense carefully for a moment, then let out a cold sneer. "A mere Ghost Wall, and you dare to show it off? You're wielding a broadsword before Guan Gong!"

After saying this, his eyes snapped open, his hands formed a seal, his fingers moving as fast as flight. After a few breaths, he suddenly pointed at Han Jingyang downstairs and shouted, "Break!"

There was no reaction whatsoever.

Mr. Tian's face turned beet red. "That little bastard's dharma instrument is powerful..."

But as he spoke, the second floor was also engulfed by the mist.

Although Mr. Tian couldn't see the gray Qi, he could sense that feeling of being stuck in a quagmire, not to mention the scenery before his eyes was beginning to change.

He had fallen for it!

Mr. Tian took a deep breath, reached out to touch the wall, and then followed the wall to walk out according to his memory.

But after touching the doorknob, he suddenly stopped and stood still, then slowly returned to the study. After fumbling around the room for a moment, he pulled out a long sword and sat upright on the sofa. Placing the long sword across his knees, he slowly closed his eyes and actually began to rest his mind.

Downstairs, Han Jingyang had been keeping a close eye on the movements upstairs.

He found it a bit strange when there was no reaction from upstairs.

He had clearly seen a tough character upstairs when he entered; why was there no movement?

Unfortunately, he hadn't seen the person's face clearly.

He had only observed strong field disturbances through the glass, which was a characteristic of a master being nearby, just like how Xu Xin, Bai Sixing, and Zhang Zhiyang would cause violent disturbances in the surrounding field and Qi even if they stood motionless in a room.

The principle was simple: these people had powerful fields and high concentrations of Qi, which had been cultivated with different attributes. These were still two completely different existences compared to Qi and fields in their natural state. In this situation, they would naturally create strong disturbances, like throwing a stone into a calm lake.

Of course, one could also prevent such disturbances from existing by becoming still. As long as one was completely still, the disturbance would gradually disappear.

But most people didn't have this awareness. After all, Han Jingyang was the only one with a cheat; others couldn't observe the existence of these disturbances, nor could they even sense them, so there was naturally no talk of hiding or not hiding.

Only Han Jingyang, in his state of Qi Observation, could clearly and accurately observe this point.

Because of this, he had remained cautiously on guard.

However, even after Liu Jing started cutting with the chainsaw, there was still no reaction from upstairs.

Was the master lacking confidence?

Or was the master unwilling to show his face?

Or perhaps the master was unwilling to take risks for the three Liu brothers?

Forget it, it didn't matter. Save the person first.

Liu Jing held the buzzing chainsaw and cut vertically. In no time, she had carved a hole in the bottom layer of the coffin.

Han Jingyang looked down and saw a head—it was indeed Xu Xin.

Xu Xin was tied up like a mummy, even his mouth was sealed, leaving only his nostrils and eyes. Suddenly breathing fresh air, his nostrils flared violently, but his eyes showed even more fear; he was also trapped in the Confusing Soul Formation.

Han Jingyang grabbed Xu Xin's collar and pulled hard, dragging him out directly. Liu Jing took him over, hoisted Xu Xin onto her shoulder, and ran outside.

Han Jingyang followed.

Shi Xiaoya covered the rear.

They got into the car and swiftly left Xiaohe Village.

The people in Liu Qing's villa quickly returned to normal after Han Jingyang retreated. Seeing the large hole in the luxurious Phoebe zhennan coffin, Liu Qing's eyes went dark, and he nearly fainted.

Liu Jian roared even louder, "Where are they? Where are they? Catch that guy surnamed Han! The whole village is to mobilize! Whoever catches that little beast Han, I'll give him three hundred thousand!"

Liu Xin also shouted along, "Not only did that guy Han ruin our village's Feng Shui, but he also came here to cause trouble on a day like this. He's intentionally picking a fight with all two thousand villagers of Xiaohe Village! Look at my mother's coffin... this, even if there's a mountain of hatred, you can't do this!"

Liu Jian also realized that the most important thing now wasn't catching the person, but dealing with the aftermath and not letting anyone see the flaws. So he continued shouting, "If you're so capable, come at us three brothers! What kind of hero are you, taking your anger out on a dead old lady? She never left her house; how did she offend you? You won't even let her rest in peace after death?"

"Damn that Han guy's ancestors for eight generations!"

"Totally devoid of virtue!"

"Truly a wicked person through and through."

"He has real skill but not a shred of conscience."

"His conscience was eaten by dogs."

"Poor old lady, she really can't even rest in peace after death."

"The funeral is about to start, what do we do?"

"Such an expensive coffin, sawed just like that. He's truly ruthless."

"Call the police! If the police won't handle it, we'll surround that Han guy's whole family."

"We're all raised by parents; how can someone be so wicked? Why must he make things difficult for a dead old lady?"

With just a few words, Liu Jian and Liu Xin shifted everyone's attention away from the large hole at the bottom of the coffin, and they collectively began to denounce Han Jingyang's wickedness.

Indeed, no matter where you were, this act was considered extremely wicked.

The people of this country believed that the deceased should be respected above all else.

Besides, the old lady wasn't some bad person; she was just an ordinary old lady.

Having her coffin sawed right before burial was indeed too tragic. Anyone who saw it would join in denouncing Han Jingyang.

Liu Qing immediately rushed into the study. "Mr. Tian, what happened just now?"

Mr. Tian gave a light snort. "Didn't you hear?"

"The Confusing Soul Formation?"

"Yes. Every one of us fell for it. In this Confusing Soul Formation, everything we saw, heard, or even touched was fake."

"You fell for it too?"

"I am also a mortal; naturally, I am no exception," Mr. Tian said calmly. "In metaphysics, whoever strikes first gains the advantage. If I had struck first, that guy Han wouldn't have had any strength to fight back. Similarly, since he struck first, even I could only temporarily avoid his edge."

At this point, he turned his head to look directly at Liu Qing, staring into his eyes with emotionless eyes. "What, do you suspect I'm slacking off?"

Liu Qing felt a slight chill in his heart. Avoiding Mr. Tian's gaze, he whispered, "I wouldn't dare. Besides, Han Jingyang isn't important. What's important is, what do we do next?"

"That depends on you."

"On me?"

"Yes. If you give up now, naturally nothing will happen. You can do as you please, and the fates of you, Liu Qing, and your descendants will be left entirely to the heavens. If you're unwilling to give up, there's still a chance for remedy. However, let me make it clear in advance: it will cost more money."

"More money?" Liu Qing subconsciously raised his voice. In just these few days, he had already paid Mr. Tian over eighty million, with over fifty million in final payments still outstanding. So upon hearing it would cost more money, he immediately frowned.

Mr. Tian said unhurriedly, "You and I are neither friends nor relatives. You pay, I work. It's fair, just, and consensual. If you're unwilling to spend more, we'll part ways and go our separate ways. Whenever you're willing to pay, call me again. I've always run this business on a call-and-response basis; I certainly won't neglect you just because you didn't purchase my services this time."

At this point, he paused for a few seconds and added, "You can just think of me as a bastard who only recognizes money and not people. As long as you give me enough money, I'll even call you 'Father'."

After speaking, he looked directly at Liu Qing. "Liu the Third, what do you plan to do?"