My power increases 100 Jin a Day-Chapter 380 - 182: Apology? (Part 2)

However, Zhang Hai was old and frail, his cultivation was weak, and after such a heavy blow, he couldn’t recover in less than half a month.

"Get up. Rest for now, and once your injuries heal, return to guard the rice field!"

Jiang Shi spoke.

"Much thanks to the steward, much thanks to the steward."

Zhang Hai trembled, struggling to speak.

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Night was dim.

The lights were bright.

Yang Xinjia, with a fiery figure and an angry face, wearing a fire-red soft armor, walked towards a tavern ahead and slapped her hand on the table.

"Waiter, bring wine!"

The nearby shop assistant saw her, his expression changed slightly and, with reverent fear, quickly brought fine wine.

Not far away at a table.

A young man with a handsome face, wearing a green robe, was originally drinking alone. Upon seeing her, he immediately got up and walked towards Yang Xinjia, saying with a smile, "How strange, who angered our Miss Yang the Elder today to make you so furious?"

"It’s you!"

Yang Xinjia’s sharp eyes instantly narrowed as she looked at him with a cold snort, saying, "Why are you here?"

"Junior Sister Yang, we’re all from the same sect, why hold such hostility towards me? I wonder who angered Junior Sister, could I lend a hand?"

The young man smiled.

Yang Xinjia was about to retort sarcastically, but suddenly paused, her brows furrowing as she spoke, "It’s nothing serious, just got bumped by a dog servant. Today I wanted to gather three thousand pounds of Black Jade Rice for urgent matters, but ended up losing face in front of a dog servant who publicly refused me."

"Oh? What kind of dog servant is so bold?"

The young man showed a strange look and said, "From what I know, several past managers of that Black Jade Rice Field have died, right? Could there be a new manager? What’s their power? They dare not even give face to Junior Sister Yang!"

"Just a worthless one."

Yang Xinjia snorted coldly, saying, "If it weren’t for considering Yuan Fuhai’s face, I could have killed him on the spot. Yet he was so oblivious, truly infuriates me!"

"So the power isn’t that strong, probably hasn’t reached the Realm of Holy Spirit?"

The young man smiled.

"If there were a Holy Spirit, how could he be guarding the rice field?"

Yang Xinjia mocked.

"That makes sense."

The young man smiled slightly, saying, "Junior Sister Yang, don’t be angry. I can help you vent your anger. I have a good relationship with Yuan Tianren of the Right Vein. Whatever amount of Black Jade Rice Junior Sister Yang wants can be arranged with just a word from him, and even the guy guarding the rice field will bind his arms at Yuan Tianren’s word, personally coming to apologize to you."

Yuan Tianren, one of Yuan Futong’s 81 sons!

Considered decent aptitude in both the Golden Spirit Sect and Sea Whale Sect.

"Oh?"

Yang Xinjia raised an eyebrow and said, "If that’s the case, it would be best to make that guy take off his clothes, bear thorns on his back, and kneel all the way here to calm my anger!"

"Consider it done."

The young man smiled, raised his wine glass, and said, "Junior Sister, cheers."

Yang Xinjia showed a rich smile and immediately clinked her glass with the young man’s.

The young man’s name was Qian Wentong.

The direct disciple of Bai Tongtian, the Left Vein Leader, and also the Young Master of the Qian Family in White Dragon City!

Fifty-eight years old!

Third return to ancestral realm of the Holy Spirit.

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The night deepened.

Yang Xinjia left the tavern with a smile, content, under Qian Wentong’s personal escort. Then she mounted a chestnut-colored Dragon Horse, lightly cracked the whip, and left.

Once Yang Xinjia had just gone far, Qian Wentong maintained a calm expression, waved lightly to the back.

Hao Hu, the Gang Leader of Iron Wolf Gang, dressed in black, swiftly approached.

"Young Master Qian."

"You can act now. The guy guarding the rice field is weak and hasn’t reached the Realm of Holy Spirit. Seems weaker than the previous two managers. Best to destroy the entire field tonight. Also, don’t kill the guy guarding it just yet, I have other uses for him."

Qian Wentong said calmly.

Hao Hu’s face changed slightly, nodded lightly.

"Alright, but Young Master Qian, please keep your word, after the deed, you must release my son."

He looked sternly at Qian Wentong before him.

Qian Wentong smiled slightly, turned around, and said, "Have I ever deceived you?"

Hao Hu nodded again, turned and left, his shadow flashing and disappearing.

Just after he left, Qian Wentong showed a smile and walked in another direction.

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"Brother Qian, visiting at such a late hour, have you found what I need?"

In a spacious mansion.

A tall young man walked out from the inner hall, having a head full of dark hair, white complexion, wearing a splendid robe, revealing bronze chest muscles, looking at Qian Wentong.

"Haha, indeed nothing escapes Brother Yuan."

Qian Wentong smiled, walked briskly, took a jade box from his sleeve, saying, "The Red Jade Celestial Fruit that bears once every five hundred years."

"Oh?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Yuan Tianren’s eyes flashed, his breath quickening as he reached out to grab it.

"Wait a moment."

Qian Wentong smiled, saying, "This cannot be given to Brother Yuan for free; there’s a small matter needing Brother Yuan’s help."

"What matter?"

Yuan Tianren frowned, looking at Qian Wentong.

Qian Wentong then recounted the situation Yang Xinjia encountered to Yuan Tianren.

Yuan Tianren’s frown relaxed, speaking coldly, "I thought it was something serious. Brother Qian, needless to say, this matter is easily done; tomorrow, I’ll have that manager kneel in person and apologize to Junior Sister Yang, how about it?"

"Brother Yuan is truly straightforward."

Qian Wentong praised, handing over the jade box to Yuan Tianren.

Yuan Tianren opened it and looked, immediately feeling even more pleased.