"I spared your dog's life, otherwise you would have died countless times already!"
"What! How do you know it's my birthday today?" Zhao Long was stunned, his eyeballs almost popping out.
"Heh heh." Chu Chen smiled faintly, too lazy to bother with Zhao Long, and directly pushed Zhao Long aside before extending his hand.
He grabbed the throat of the Zhao Manor's steward and lifted him up.
The Zhao Manor's steward felt as if his throat was being gripped by iron pliers, completely unable to breathe. His face turned pale, his pupils contracted violently, and he struggled desperately.
He wanted to break free from Chu Chen's grip, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
"Let go, let go quickly!" The Zhao Manor's steward felt his throat turn purple, his face contorted with bulging veins, his eyeballs bloodshot, looking exceptionally ferocious.
"Zhao Long, do you really think this guy wouldn't dare to act?" Chu Chen looked at Zhao Long and said with a playful tone.
"Your dog's life belongs to me. Not only will I take back what originally belonged to me, but I will also make you pay the price!"
Zhao Long was completely dumbfounded by these words. He never expected this good-for-nothing to actually dare to kill someone.
"Stop, Chu Chen!" Just then, a delicate and beautiful figure rushed into the restaurant. It was Su Yuexi.
Seeing the scene before her, Su Yuexi's pretty face instantly turned pale, and a monstrous wave surged in her heart.
She looked at Chu Chen, then at Zhao Long, who was lying on the ground, barely alive. Her eyes turned red, and tears streamed down her face.
Chu Chen let go and stepped aside, looking at Su Yuexi with a half-smile.
Su Yuexi knelt beside Zhao Long, helped him up, and anxiously asked, "Zhao Long, are you alright?"
"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhao Long coughed violently, his throat burning with pain, his eyes filled with fear.
He had been just a breath away from death. If it had been a second later, he might have actually been choked to death.
Zhao Long looked at Chu Chen, then at Su Yuexi, his heart filled with confusion. When did these two get together?
"Chu Chen, I'm telling you, this matter is not over! You're dead!" Zhao Long glared at Chu Chen fiercely.
Then he said to Su Yuexi, "Sister Yuexi, let's go. We absolutely cannot let this matter go today. Don't worry, I will definitely find someone to kill him!"
After speaking, Zhao Long, dragging his weak and powerless body, quickly left the restaurant.
"Wait." However, at this moment, Chu Chen's voice suddenly rang out.
Zhao Long's body stiffened, and he turned to look at Chu Chen, snorting, "What else do you want?"
"I'll give you a chance," Chu Chen said calmly. "Kneel down and kowtow to confess your guilt, and I might consider letting you go."
"Dream on!" Zhao Long looked at Chu Chen mockingly. "You think I'll kneel just because of you? Wishful thinking!"
"Very good." Chu Chen nodded. "You can continue to leave. I have plenty of time to play with you!"
Zhao Long's brows furrowed, his gaze flickered uncertainly. Finally, he chose to compromise, knowing that if he didn't kneel and apologize, Chu Chen would definitely not let it go.
"Plop!" Zhao Long knelt on the ground again, lowering his head in silence, his face extremely grim.
"Remember, the debt you owe me now is something you can never repay. I will slowly make you pay it back!"
Chu Chen said coldly, his voice carrying a chilling killing intent.
"Scram!" Chu Chen kicked out, sending Zhao Long tumbling to the ground, and then strode out of the restaurant.
"Zhao Long, are you alright?" Seeing Chu Chen leave, Su Yuexi asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, Sister Yuexi. Let's go back quickly. My mother is still waiting for me at home." Zhao Long stood up and pulled Su Yuexi out.
Watching their retreating figures, Chu Chen's face revealed a cold glint.
"What belongs to me, Chu Chen, no one has ever been able to snatch away, let alone take it!"
"Zhao Long, I will make you regret your actions today for the rest of your life!"
Chu Chen muttered to himself, then his figure disappeared into the night sky, like a ghost, silently, as if he had merged with the darkness, not even a breath could be heard.
Meanwhile, in a luxurious mansion, several exquisite and opulent pavilions were situated.
At this moment, in one of the elegant courtyards.
"Young Master, that kid is in trouble again. He just beat up the second young master of the Zhao family on the street," a servant reported respectfully from outside the room.
Inside the room, the lights were bright, with tables and chairs fully equipped. A young master in brocade robes sat on a chair with his legs crossed, leisurely savoring delicious food.
"Oh? Zhao Long from the Zhao family? He was actually bullied?" The young master in brocade robes raised an eyebrow slightly. "Where is that kid now?"
"He went to the City Lord's mansion just now and hasn't come out since."
The young master in brocade robes pouted. "Looks like he knows to be afraid."
"Young Master, what do you plan to do? Should we help Zhao Long?" the servant asked.
The young master in brocade robes pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "No need. Zhao Long has a good relationship with those old folks in the Zhao family.
If I were to intervene, he definitely wouldn't appreciate it, and might even resent me. I won't do such thankless work."
"What about Chu Chen?"
"Him? Hmph, he's a stray dog now. Even without Zhao Long, he won't live much longer."
The young master in brocade robes sneered. "Besides, we have no connection with him, so there's no need to get involved."
"Yes." The servant nodded respectfully.
Although Chu Chen was their slave, he was deeply favored by the Master, so they were naturally unwilling to provoke him.
Otherwise, it would be equivalent to disobeying the Master, which could result in docked pay at best, or expulsion from the mansion at worst.
Chu Chen left the restaurant, not returning to his dilapidated thatched hut, but heading to the City Lord's mansion.
The City Lord's mansion was the central area of the city, heavily guarded. Along the way, Chu Chen encountered several patrols.
Before long, Chu Chen arrived at the City Lord's mansion, a massive residence covering an area of five hundred mu, with high walls and strict security all around.
At the main entrance of the City Lord's mansion, two guards were questioning people entering and exiting.
"Stop!" a guard shouted. "This is the City Lord's mansion, a restricted area. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter!"
"Is the City Lord in the mansion?" Chu Chen asked.
"Who are you?" the guard asked vigilantly. Chu Chen glanced at them indifferently. "You're not qualified to know who I am. Move aside!"
"Arrogant!" The two guards' faces suddenly darkened, and they drew their swords, pointing them at Chu Chen. "If you don't stop, don't blame us for being impolite!"
As soon as the words fell, Chu Chen flicked his fingers, sending two streams of force that struck the necks of the two guards. Their bodies went limp and fell down.
"Bastard! You're courting death!" Another guard, enraged, drew the long sword at his waist and slashed at Chu Chen.
Chu Chen struck out with his palm, shattering the blade into two pieces. The guard's pupils contracted sharply, and the hairs on his body stood on end.