Watching Qian Huang's actions, the man in black was somewhat puzzled. He never let outsiders touch anything in the storeroom, so why was he so generous today as to give one away?
Yu Daohen put away the bamboo dragonfly and prepared to leave. Getting a benefit and running quickly was Yu Daohen's principle of doing things. Moreover, he always felt that Qian Huang had ill intentions towards him.
It's getting late, so I won't disturb Lord Qian Huang. Yu Daohen said, clenching his fist.
Qian Huang coughed and said, Then I'll escort you out, young master.
Yu Daohen was a little surprised. He didn't expect Qian Huang to agree so readily. Was he really just testing him earlier?
Qian Huang led the two towards the outside of the mansion.
Yu Daohen followed behind, ready to flee immediately if Qian Huang made any move.
Arriving outside the mansion gate, Yu Daohen bowed to the man in black and Qian Huang: Thank you for the gift, Lord Qian Huang. I'll be leaving now.
Qian Huang waved his hand: It's nothing, just a small item. Feel free to visit the mansion when you have time.
Yu Daohen nodded: I will if I have time.
In his heart, he thought, I definitely won't come back if I have time.
Watching Yu Daohen leave, the man in black looked at Qian Huang and said, You were the one who pulled him into Ghost Street, weren't you?
Qian Huang watched Yu Daohen's retreating back: I originally wanted to play the hero saving the beauty, but I didn't expect this little fellow to be so strong.
I find it strange. You don't like women, so why do you specifically like men?
The man in black was a bit confused. Ever since he met this guy, his preference for men had never changed. With his strength, he could have any beautiful woman he wanted, so why did he specifically like men?
I've lived for over three thousand years and seen all sorts of women. Qian Huang said, looking ahead again: Don't you think he's very beautiful? Especially his eyes!
If we're talking about strength, among the younger generation, he can indeed be counted among the strongest.
The man in black couldn't understand what Qian Huang meant by beautiful. However, from a man's perspective, Yu Daohen was indeed quite good-looking!
I'm not talking about his strength, but his soul. Qian Huang explained.
The man in black shook his head. This guy's thought process was different from normal people.
By the way, why didn't you keep him? Was it because of the Exorcism Stone?
The man in black was a bit confused. With Qian Huang's personality, if he met someone he called beautiful, he would definitely keep them. Although the Exorcism Stone was the nemesis of all illusions, it posed no threat to a great demon like him.
Of course not! Qian Huang's expression became serious, even disbelieving: He has the King's inner core!
The man in black looked shocked: What did you say!?
Perhaps I was mistaken.
Qian Huang shook his head with a complex expression, not even believing it himself.
Qian Huang didn't want to continue the previous topic and changed the subject: How much confidence do you have in dealing with him?
The man in black sighed: Forty percent, maybe even thirty percent.
Do you need my help? Qian Huang asked.
The man in black shook his head, a confident smile appearing on his face: Thirty percent confidence is enough.
Qian Huang nodded, as if he knew he would say that: If it doesn't work out, come to me.
The man in black didn't answer. He slung the black axe, which was taller than him, over his shoulder and prepared to leave: I'm leaving now.
Won't you stay a bit longer? Qian Huang asked.
I still need to get the next item. The man in black said and walked out.
Don't die. I don't want to see you reincarnate again. Qian Huang called out from behind.
The man in black paused, didn't look back, raised his hand, waved, and walked straight out of Ghost Street.
Qian Huang watched the man in black's figure, knowing clearly that this guy would rather die in battle than come here.
When Yu Daohen walked out of Ghost Street, the shops on both sides had already closed. He took out his phone and realized it was already past four in the morning.
Arriving at Qiang Zi's residence, Yu Daohen took the key out of his pocket, inserted it into the lock, and gently turned it, pushing the door open.
Suddenly, a talisman shot towards Yu Daohen's head.
Yu Daohen quickly dodged the incoming talisman: It's me, Qiang Zi.
Hearing Yu Daohen's voice, Qiang Zi stopped the talisman he was about to shoot, walked over, and turned on the living room light.
Yu Daohen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he dodged quickly. He was almost hit in the head. Qiang Zi was quite ruthless.
Qiang Zi rubbed the back of his head, looking a bit embarrassed: Grandpa Yu, I apologize. I thought someone from the Zhenbao Gate was chasing after me.
Yu Daohen closed the door: You're too vigilant.
Qiang Zi took out a cigarette from his pack, took out a lighter, lit it, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled: There's no other way. I get startled by any sound every day.
Yu Daohen sighed and sat on the sofa. Qiang Zi continued to organize his equipment.
Yu Daohen looked at the items on the table: a copper coin sword, glutinous rice, blank yellow talismans and cinnabar, and some newly drawn talismans.
Yu Daohen picked up the copper coin sword and examined it. Although the copper coins were old, the patterns and characters were still there. Zhuang Qian forty, that should be cast by Wang Mang in the late Western Han Dynasty.
Qiang Zi, where did you get this copper coin sword? Zhuang Qian forty is worth about ten thousand yuan each now. This copper coin sword is worth at least a million. Yu Daohen's eyes lit up as he stared at the copper coin sword.
Today, the author was invited to the office for tea again. I will thank all the lovely readers for their gifts tomorrow.