High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 209 - 132: Obstructors Shall Be Killed Without Mercy (Triple Combo) _3

Chapter 209: Chapter 132: Obstructors Shall Be Killed Without Mercy (Triple Combo) _3

"Willing, of course willing!"

Chang Zhen quickly said.

He gritted his teeth, calculated his current savings, enough to buy a few "Moon" level spiritual treasures, and made a gesture to indicate a number.

"At most, I can only offer this price!"

Chen Kuang finally saw Chang Zhen’s bottom line, feeling speechless.

This guy’s earlier number... was actually less than one-tenth.

Truly a profiteer!

Little did he know, Chang Zhen was also lamenting the other party’s cunning and slyness in catching a white wolf with bare hands.

Chang Zhen took Chen Kuang to see the "Moon" level collections in this branch pavilion, and introduced their functions in detail.

Chen Kuang calculated: "Among them, there are a few that I need, Steward Chang, do you have any objections?"

Chang Zhen shook his head: "No, no, True Monarch can choose freely."

Chen Kuang selected a total of five magical spiritual treasures, two "Moon" level, and three "Star" level, which altogether far exceeded Chang Zhen’s original psychological bottom line.

But this time, Chang Zhen had no objection at all, even feeling like he had made a total fortune.

When Chen Kuang left, he felt a bit reluctant.

Chang Zhen couldn’t help but say: "True Monarch, if you have more needs for spiritual treasures next time, you must come to find me! I am at your service anytime!"

Chen Kuang casually nodded and then disappeared into the crowd.

Even though Chang Zhen was watching him leave, in the blink of an eye, he completely lost sense of him.

He felt deeply intimidated again, with lingering fears.

...

Chang Zhen returned to his residence, relaxed, and wiped his forehead.

"I thought these demon races wouldn’t be too shrewd, but this White Dragon True Monarch seems even more cunning than me..."

"But the harvest this time is really too much!"

Chang Zhen’s heart remained unsettled for a long time.

The "Moon" level magical spiritual treasures displayed at high prices to esteemed guests were never the real prices.

In actuality, "Moon" level spiritual treasures are generally auctioned.

The final transaction price usually more than triples.

Although Chang Zhen almost depleted his years of savings, he now owned a mountain of gold; once he could sell these miraculous spiritual treasures, his wealth would quickly approach a hundred thousand gold!

This is more than just a windfall!

If it wasn’t for his years of business demeanor, he would be laughing aloud now.

Returning home, Chang Zhen saw his unscrupulous son coming back from outside, looking complacent, not from the direction of the state government office.

Chang Zhen’s heart suddenly sank; he immediately called him over: "Chang Yao, stop right there!"

Chang Yao paused, smiling at his father, and said: "Dad, what’s the matter?"

Chang Zhen asked: "Where have you been?"

Seeing Chang Zhen’s livid face, Chang Yao’s heart was filled with doubt, but he thought what he did shouldn’t anger Chang Zhen.

So he smiled and said: "Nothing much, just about that little maid before... Didn’t I say she refused? Originally, I thought Xuni Pavilion would give in, but it turns out they refused just as bewilderingly."

"I thought, maybe I’ve only been bluffing, and Xuni Pavilion thinks I wouldn’t dare make a move, so why not scare them a bit."

"So, I went to Chief Constable Wang and told him Xuni Pavilion has issues and needed a thorough re-inspection..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished, Chang Zhen’s pupils shook violently; he suddenly took two steps forward, raging flames shot up to his head, instinctively using full Spiritual Qi, swung his arm, and slapped the unguarded Chang Yao across the face!

This slap was unreserved!

Chang Yao’s head was knocked aside, his whole body instantly flew out, hitting and collapsing the screen wall not far away!

The passing servants around all knelt, trembling, too scared to speak.

Although Chang Zhen was just a commercial branch chairman, he was at the peak of Tower Climbing, and this slap was full force, even utilizing the power of the mysterious spiritual treasure in his hand.

Chang Yao was hit into a daze, his cheek and mandibular bone completely dislocated; he struggled to get up, tears and snot flowing, babbling nonsensically:

"Dad... What, what did I do... Have you gone mad..."

Chang Zhen’s face was ashen, expressionless.

Hearing the commotion, Madam Chang hurriedly arrived, saw the scene, immediately kneeled, and grabbed Chang Zhen’s trouser leg, crying: "Master, Master, what’s wrong with you? Yao’er is your son! Are you going to kill him?"

Chang Zhen took a deep breath, shook off his wife, and slowly walked step by step to Chang Yao.

Chang Yao said in fear: "Dad, Dad don’t, don’t kill me, have mercy... Mom, Mom, save me!"

Madam Chang pounced up again.

Chang Zhen looked down at his wife, sighed, and pried her fingers open one by one: "Madam, if the son is gone, we can have another one."

Upon hearing this, Madam Chang was utterly stupefied, sagging to the ground.

Chang Yao was terrified to the extreme, and with severe injuries, even directly lost control.

In his wildest dreams, he’d never imagine his father would suddenly want to kill him!

Chang Zhen reached out, placing his hand on Chang Yao’s head.

Even when facing a mortal enemy, he could always find a way to cunningly preserve his son’s life.

However... now, he had a chance to multiply his wealth by a thousandfold at hand!

For this opportunity, a son, he could do without.

Chang Zhen’s eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, five fingers suddenly clenched, crushing his own son’s head.

...

Uncle Wang Yang stood in front of Xuni Pavilion, hand resting on the knife at his waist, squinting as he looked up at the Xuni Pavilion sign, followed by over a dozen of his men.