142: Chapter 142 Being Scolded Every Night 142: Chapter 142 Being Scolded Every Night Emerging right after the burning yellow paper was a young boy with sharply defined features and deep, dark eyes,
and that boy was Wang Yan.
As soon as Wang Yan appeared, Sister Fang and the others immediately screamed shrilly, “Plop, plop,” as they fell to the ground, their eyes filled with terror, and they frantically shuffled backward.
Meanwhile, the flames and black smoke from the burning yellow paper were billowing into the sky, and the cold, swirling wind whistled around them, making the street corner seem like Hell on Earth.
“We’ve seen a ghost!”
“A ghost—”
Sister Fang and the others screamed a few times, then got so scared they knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing toward Wang Yan, crying aloud, “Brother Yan, please don’t come after us.”
“It was the Red Star Gang that wronged you.
Go after them instead.”
…
Wang Yan quickly said, “Sister Fang, Li, it’s me.”
“We know it’s you, just don’t come over—” Sister Fang and the others’ voices cracked with fear.
Just then, another person appeared behind Wang Yan; it was San, who also said, “Why are you all so scared?
It’s me, San.”
Upon seeing San, the crowd became even more frightened.
“Three Blocks…um, San, you’re dead too!”
“Please, just leave us alone.
We won’t call you Three Blocks anymore; you’ll be Master San, Sir—”
…
It turns out that when Wang Yan left the entertainment club, he found San, who couldn’t put his mind at ease, watching from afar, and the two of them came back together.
Seeing that Sister Fang and Li mistook them for ghosts, Wang Yan and San both found it laughable and exasperating.
Wang Yan pointed to his shadow and said, “Look, ghosts don’t have shadows; we’re humans, we’re not dead.”
San also laughed and said, “Yeah, the Red Star Gang didn’t kill us at all.”
Hearing this, Sister Fang and Li were finally a bit skeptical.
They looked at the shadows of Wang Yan and San and then carefully examined the smiles on their faces, cautiously asking, “Are you really not dead?”
Wang Yan shrugged and said, “Of course not.
Did you think I’d die so easily?”
However, Sister Fang still asked, “What about Master Xing?
What about the people from the Red Star Gang?”
Wang Yan replied, “They were captured by the constables.”
Upon hearing this, Sister Fang and the others began to believe, since Wang Yan indeed appeared unscathed.
“Do you mean, there won’t be a Red Star Gang from now on?” Li asked.
“Of course, they’re gone.
No one will oppress us anymore,” Wang Yan replied.
Hearing this, Sister Fang and the others looked at each other, seeing disbelief in each other’s eyes.
Under the oppression of the Red Star Gang, they had utterly no personal freedom.
Even the money they earned through hard work was taken by the gang, leaving them only a small portion.
Moreover, even after paying, they had no security.
If they wanted to quit, the Red Star Gang wouldn’t let them leave.
In the gang’s eyes, they were merely money-making tools, not human beings.
Now that the entire Red Star Gang had been taken away, they couldn’t quite accept this reality.
After staying silent for half a minute, Sister Fang and the others suddenly cheered.
“Great—”
“Freedom—”
…
The street corner, previously bleak, transformed into a sea of joy in an instant.
Sister Fang and the others hugged each other, laughing and crying.
Watching the joyful crowd in front of him, Wang Yan’s Demon Pattern on his back suddenly shone brightly.
Wang Yan felt a surge of energy pouring into his Demon Pattern, instantly making it much stronger.
Just yesterday, Wang Yan had stabilized his Demon Warrior Great Perfection realm, but now he had reached the pinnacle of Demon Warrior Great Perfection, and a step further would make him a Demon Master.
Wang Yan couldn’t help but nod to himself: “Tonight’s act of eliminating evil and saving the weak was a good deed again.
It seems doing good and accumulating virtue really can rapidly enhance one’s realm.”
Allowing Sister Fang and the others to shout on the street, Wang Yan watched the eastern sky gradually light up with the dawn of a new day.
The battle at the entertainment club last night cost Wang Yan a whole night.
Wang Yan brought San back to the Three Principles Hall.
San was equally excited, still circling around Wang Yan, exclaiming, “The Red Star Gang is gone.
It’s a great blessing.”
“Good times are coming for us.”
“Brother Yan, you give medical treatments here for free, and Sister Fang’s group can resume their old work without having to pay fees to the Red Star Gang anymore.
It would be great if one of the sisters married Brother Yan.
How happy would that be?”
“Brother Yan, isn’t this a wonderful life?”
Seeing San’s almost incoherent babbling, Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, saying, “This isn’t considered a good life, and my goal here isn’t to live a small but stable life.”
San blinked and asked, “Brother Yan, then what’s your goal?”
Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, “Of course, it’s to make money, enough to stand at the top of the world.”
“Make money?
How will you do that?
Are you going to charge Sister Fang and her group for medical treatments?” San asked in confusion.
“Of course, I’ll charge for treatments, but only the rich.
San, starting tomorrow, tell Sister Fang’s group they don’t need to work their old jobs.
Give them the twenty thousand dollars we collected yesterday and have them bring in a wealthy patient.”
“But how could Sister Fang’s group possibly know wealthy people?
Even if they do, what use is bringing in one?” San puzzled.
Wang Yan chuckled and said, “Brothels have been full of stories since ancient times; Sister Fang and her group know all sorts of people.
What’s one or two rich folks?
Go ahead, as long as we find one rich person, I have a way.”
Though San didn’t understand what Wang Yan was talking about, he nodded and took the twenty thousand dollars, heading out to find Sister Fang at the street corner.
Soon, San returned with the twenty thousand dollars untouched, and Sister Fang’s group had left the street corner.
San said, “Sister Fang’s group said they won’t take Brother Yan’s money.
They’re going out to find some rich folks for us right now.”
Wang Yan nodded with a smile, closing his eyes slowly and saying no more.
San stood behind Wang Yan, constantly glancing at the street corner, filled with unease, not knowing if Sister Fang could find any wealthy people and what Wang Yan’s plan was.
The sun slowly rose high in the sky, and by noon, it began to tilt westward into the afternoon.
But since the early morning, Sister Fang and her group hadn’t returned at all.
San became extremely anxious, pacing in circles inside the house, while Wang Yan remained sitting with his eyes half-closed, expressionless.
San, feeling worried, wanted to speak to Wang Yan, but every time he looked up, he saw Wang Yan’s calm, unruffled expression, which left him sighing again, pacing around the room.
Just then, Wang Yan suddenly curled his lips and softly said, “They’re coming.”
San hurried outside, looking toward the street corner.
The street corner appeared deserted; San saw no one for a long time.
As San was puzzled, he suddenly saw a crowd appear at the street corner, led by Sister Fang and Li, along with dozens of sisters.
In the center of these dozens of people was a bald old man, being led toward them.
The old man seemed to want to turn back every few steps, but Sister Fang and the others were pulling him back.
Finally, they managed to drag this old man to the door of the Three Principles Hall.
Fang said, “Boss Li, just this once, help us out.
I tell you, he’s a Divine Doctor.”
Li added, “Yes, Boss Li, you used to come to us very often; how come today you’re so hesitant?”
Fang also said, “Exactly, that lady you just parted with, was she Lady Li?
She’s quite formidable; we could always call her here too and talk about your heroic deeds in our bed.”
Hearing this, the bald old man, Boss Li, waved his hands repeatedly and said, “Alright, alright, I’ll agree just this once, but this is the last time.
Don’t blame me if I turn on you next time you bother me again.”
“Okay, okay, just this once.” Fang and the others laughed, practically carrying the old man into the Three Principles Hall.
Fang pointed to Wang Yan and said to the old man, “Boss Li, this is the Divine Doctor.”
Seeing Wang Yan’s youth, Boss Li’s face changed immediately.
He said angrily, “Oh, you’re making fun of me.
Such a young guy is supposed to be a Divine Doctor?
Hmph!
Do you take me for a fool?”
After speaking, Boss Li shook off Sister Fang and the others who were flanking him and turned to leave.
Seeing Boss Li’s fury, Sister Fang and the others dared not force him to stay and looked toward Wang Yan.
Wang Yan kept his eyes closed, not even opening them, and said indifferently, “Let him go if he wants to; after all, I’m not the one being cursed at every night.”