Chapter 1926: Civil and Polite Jiang Keqi
The aroma of lamb skewers wafted through Noah Manor, grilled to a golden brown on both sides. Even Xingcheng next door was salivating so hard it cried! Drool kept streaming from her mouth! It even attracted the attention of many residents strolling in the manor, and some poked their heads out of windows to look outside!
Just then, a streak of blood light suddenly converged behind Jiangnan! Seeing Jiangnan roasting skewers in Noah Manor, Qiuniao's face turned black as charcoal!
꒰ঌ(̿▀̿⍸▀̿̿)໒꒱ "What are you doing?"
Jiangnan casually grabbed a steaming hot lamb skewer, stuffed it into his mouth, and stripped the meat off in one go.
(•ູູ॒॒︠•︡) "Roasting skewers, right? Is there a rule here that says I can't roast skewers?"
Qiuniao's mouth twitched: ꒰ঌ(̿▀̿yi▀̿̿)໒꒱ "There is no such rule. Noah Manor doesn't excessively interfere with residents' activities, but... it really damages the image of Noah Manor, you know? You spend thirty million a night to stay in such a high-class place, and here you are barbecuing in the courtyard?"
"Forget it! I was just about to ask you—is this you?"
With that, he pulled out a wanted list and showed it to Jiangnan.
Jiangnan tilted his head to look, his eyes sparkling: (●⁰̷̴꒨⁰̷̴) "Wow! It's up to one billion? They really have money! This one billion will let me stay for many days!"
Qiuniao: ???
This is your bounty notice! Why are you thinking about using the reward money?
"I'm more curious about what you did to warrant such a heavy reward, so we can prepare in advance."
Jiangnan swallowed his saliva: (◕′◔‸◔`) "Well... it's complicated. If I tell you, you won't kick me out, right?"
Qiuniao straightened his back and chuckled: ꒰ঌ(︶.̮︶〃)໒꒱ "You underestimate Noah Manor, don't you? Since we're open for business, we naturally welcome guests from all over the starry sky! Since this manor opened, there has never been a precedent for refusing a guest! As long as you can pay the room fee, Noah Manor welcomes any guest."
Jiangnan sighed in relief, patted Qiuniao's shoulder, and grinned: (◕͡°͜ʖ͡°)っ "Good. As for what I did—you should know soon enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, noises erupted from the Black Street. A force of nearly forty thousand troops, led by Wenge and Yoululu, rolled in heavily! Behind them trailed a huge crowd of onlookers!
Wenge roared: (ꐦ▼kou▼) "Jiangnan! Get the hell out here!"
Jiangnan shrugged: ╮(•́ω•̀◕)╭ "See? The aggrieved party is here already."
Qiuniao's expression stiffened. So many people? The Vice President of the Starlight Alliance, Shaye, the Vice President of the Shield Guild, Yoululu, and a high-ranking member of the Tianqi clan, Wenge—all well-known figures, and they'd all mobilized their troops?
꒰ঌ(̿▀̿ω▀̿̿٥)໒꒱ "Offending three parties at once? Brother Jiangnan is quite skilled! By comparison, killing a Sacred Angel is indeed no big deal?"
[From Qiuniao: Resentment +666]
Tsk, this room fee feels like a loss somehow?
Forty thousand troops gathered at the entrance, stretching into the street. The onlookers had no place to stand—some hung from lampposts, some on rooftops, and some even formed human ladders, craning their necks to see inside! Yet even so, Wenge and Shaye still observed the rules, not crossing the Kill-Free Line. They all stood outside the red line.
Wenge's gaze locked onto Jiangnan instantly, his eyes full of killing intent: (ꐦ｀yi´) "I've heard a lot about you. Finally, we meet!"
[From Wenge: Resentment +1007]
I spent all this effort looking for you, and you're here having a picnic, dammit?
Olivia's expression was tense, her palms sweating.
Jiangnan casually grabbed a handful of lamb skewers and strolled leisurely toward the Kill-Free Line. As soon as he moved, Fatty quickly took over the skewer-roasting business.
Jiangnan casually took a bite from a skewer, grinning politely at Wenge: (◕⌒⌣⌒) "Nice to meet you! I fucking your mother sell twisted dough P! ~%?…;#*’☆℃$︿BEEP*****! Hmph—ptooey!"
A violent outburst of verbal abuse silenced the entire scene. Everyone stared at Jiangnan in shock.
Σ(°△°|||)...
Olivia choked on her lamb skewer, coughing wildly. Damn, Nan Shen is way too polite! He didn't even say a word before cursing out Wenge's entire family? His spit almost hit Wenge's face!
[From Wenge: Resentment +1007]
Wenge's face turned green. He never expected Jiangnan to be so direct!
Snickers came from the crowd in the distance, clearly barely holding back laughter.
Wenge glared: ٩(ꐦఠyiఠ)و "You dared to curse me! Do you know I could kill you with a single thought? Do you think my title of Planet Destroyer is for nothing?"
His aura grew increasingly terrifying, the air around him constantly annihilating with bursts of explosions.
Jiangnan: (◕ಡڡಡ◕) "Oh—Planet Destroyer! So awesome! So what if I cursed you? Come on! Hit me! Hit me, will you?"
(◕°᷄д°᷅)ᕤ "Aim for the head! Come on?"
He even leaned his head toward Wenge.
Qiuniao broke out in a cold sweat.
Wenge's eyes turned bloodshot. How could he tolerate that? He instinctively raised his hand!
But in an instant, Jiangnan's figure vanished and reappeared next to the skewer grill. Qiuniao had been swapped into his place.
Jiangnan shouted: ٩(◕˃̶͈̀kou˂̶͈́)۶ "Ah ya! Hitting people! No justice! The Tianqi clan is hitting people in Noah Manor! Breaking the rules! Disrespecting Lord Noah! Isn't anyone going to do something?"
He hadn't even been hit yet, and Jiangnan was already screaming.
Wenge's forehead bulged with a dozen veins: (ꐦ͡ʘyiʘ͡ꐦ) "I haven't even hit you yet!"
[From Wenge: Resentment +1008]
Qiuniao's face darkened. When did he leave a mark on me? If Wenge had actually struck, I would have been the one getting hit! [From Qiuniao: Resentment +666]
Wenge clenched his fists, knuckles cracking: "Qiuniao! I don't want to cause you trouble. I know your rules here! Hand over Jiangnan. Whatever room fee he paid you, I'll give you ten times! This kid is so annoying—can you stand it?"
Qiuniao said flatly: 값ঌ(̿▀̿～▀̿̿)໒꒱ "He is indeed annoying, and I do want to give him a beating myself."
Jiangnan: ???
Hey, hey, not cool! I paid my dues!
Qiuniao continued: "But since you know the rules here, you should understand it's not about money. Once a resident crosses the Kill-Free Line of Noah Manor, their life or death is no longer my concern. But as long as they're inside this line, I am responsible for their safety. Ten times? Hah—do you think Noah Manor is short on cash? Rules are rules! And here, my rules are the rules!"
Jiangnan nodded repeatedly, teleporting to Qiuniao's side: (◕ˇ⍸ˇ◕) "Exactly! Get the hell out of here and stop ruining my skewer-roasting enjoyment!"
(◕zhe yi zhe◕) "Eww—it reeks! It's really killing my appetite, you know?"
As he spoke, he even handed Qiuniao a skewer to eat. Qiuniao wanted to refuse, but after smelling it, he found it decent and took the skewer to eat too.
[From Wenge: Resentment +1008]
[From Yoululu...]
You still have the nerve to mention the stink? Who do you think caused it, dammit!
Lunqin was biting his staff, his gaze capable of murder: (*꒦ິyi꒦ີ) "You liar! You big liar!"
Wenge narrowed his eyes: "Is there absolutely no room for negotiation?"
Shaye's expression had turned grim: "You're an angel too. He bears the Angel's Wound—the lives of your own kind! Are you sheltering a murderer of your own race?"
Qiuniao sneered: "Angel? Hah—do you think this Blood Angel Halo on my head shattered for nothing? If you want, you can come in and catch him yourself. And I wouldn't mind having another Angel's Wound on me."
As he spoke, a flash of blood light flickered on his body, revealing countless Angel's Wound marks on his skin—tens of thousands of them.
Jiangnan was stunned. Holy crap, Qiuniao went on a killing spree? Killed that many angels? What kind of grudge is that? No wonder, after hearing that I killed an angel, he felt some inexplicable closeness to me.
Shaye's face was extremely ugly, choked speechless.
Qiuniao said: "If you have nothing else, take your people and scram. Don't interfere with Noah Manor's business."
Wenge narrowed his eyes: "I'll say this once. Without catching Jiangnan and getting Chuye back, I'm not leaving! I do respect Lord Noah's face, but my Tianqi clan's face can't be lost either! Jiangnan! Don't think Noah Manor can protect you forever. How long can you stay here?"
Jiangnan counted on his fingers: (●ớ₃ờ)ھ "About a week should be doable? I earned over three hundred million earlier, and just made another hundred million. Otherwise, I wouldn't have enough money to stay. Eheh—haven't even said thank you yet!"
Then he bashfully scratched his head: ୧(◕⁼̴◡⁼̴) "Um... knock your mother's frog, ha!"
Olivia: (´థжథ) Pfft—
Help! This man is way too arrogant! You call that saying thank you? Thanking his whole family? Nan Shen's mouth is absolutely lethal!
Qiuniao's face darkened. Jiangnan really doesn't hold back—he's truly cursing! Classic case of not caring how big the trouble gets.
[From Wenge: Resentment +1008]
[From...]
Wenge stepped into the Kill-Free Line, walked straight up to Jiangnan, his eyes icy: "It seems you still don't understand what kind of existence you've provoked. My Tianqi clan has three Star Devourer-level powerhouses, industries spanning the starry sky, the fourth Sequence in the galaxy, and clansmen numbering in the billions! What right do you have to challenge me? If I wanted to, I could erase you from this world in the blink of an eye. The only reason you're still alive is because you're standing inside this Kill-Free Line! A mere rookie below Star-Breaking with some tricks—killing you is just a thought away. Cooperate, and you might live. Otherwise, you won't make it out of Black Street alive!"
Jiangnan sneered: "Is that so? I'm just a rookie below Star-Breaking, yet here I stand before you, and you can't take my life. My bounty is a billion, but I'm still living quite well. You could kill me, but can you act? Do you dare? Don't you want Chuye back? If I die, you'll never find her in your life!"
Wenge's eyes blazed: "You—"
Jiangnan sneered: "You what? The advantage is in my hands! Hold your anger in, hold your crap in! I admit, in this starry sky, strength is everything, and fists are the truth! Your fists are much bigger than mine. Since my fists aren't as big, I have to use my brains—that's why I'm still alive! When my fists become bigger than yours, you won't even have a chance to use your brains!"
With that, he grabbed Wenge's collar and wiped the oil stains off his mouth. Turning his head, he added: (zhe～zhe◕) "Knock your mother's frog!"
Wenge: (ꐦథyiథꐦ)σ !!!
[From Wenge: Resentment +1008]