Auntie

"If it were before, I naturally wouldn't dare. But now?" Qing Lang threw his head back and laughed. "Look at your people. So many died that only you two are left, and both of you are badly wounded. Do you still think you're my match?"

His lewd gaze kept roaming over Wan Fei.

At his words, the chill on Wan Fei's face deepened.

But she also knew that, in their present state, they were indeed no match for Qing Lang's men.

There will be ample time ahead. Once she recovered her strength, she would settle this debt with these bastards.

"Hmph. You even want to snatch a wolf. I truly don't know how poor your Green Wolf Group has become." Wan Fei made her decision at once. "Fine. This wolf is yours. Chang Ying, let's go!"

With that, she turned to leave.

"Stop!"

Seeing her leave so decisively, Qing Lang's eyes turned cold, and he immediately shouted.

"What? Do you want to fight me?" Wan Fei said coldly. "Although I've suffered a few light wounds, if you think you can take advantage of me, you're dreaming."

Qing Lang paid no mind to Wan Fei's fox borrowing a tiger's might act. He chuckled darkly and said, "Chang Ying can leave, but you have to stay. We brothers came all this way not for the White Wolf King, but because we also wanted to taste what Tigress Wan is like. Once we brothers have had our fun, we'll cripple your Dantian. Then you can leave."

Seeing the frivolous look in Qing Lang's eyes, Wan Fei knew these men were fully capable of doing what they said.

The other side was no fool. How could they leave her a chance to rise again? Only by cutting off future trouble could they sleep soundly.

Looking at the corpses of her brothers strewn across the ground, sorrow surged through Wan Fei's heart.

She had thought this job would earn them a great fortune. Who would have thought it would end with their entire group wiped out?

Since you want me, Wan Fei, dead, then I'll drag two of you down with me!

Just as Wan Fei made up her mind and was about to strike, a lazy voice drifted over.

"Who killed the pet I raised? Hurry up and pay compensation!"

Under everyone's astonished gazes, Tang Yan walked out from the shadows.

At his words, everyone was stunned.

Who killed his pet?

Could this White Wolf King be his pet?

Taking advantage of everyone's confusion, Tang Yan quickly walked to the White Wolf King's side. He took out a dagger, swiftly split open the White Wolf King's head, removed a green Beast Core from within, and placed it into a porcelain bottle.

Seeing how proficiently Tang Yan took out the Beast Core, everyone finally reacted.

This brat had come out to rob them.

Wan Fei and Chang Ying had originally been full of hope, but when they saw Tang Yan's face, disappointment rose in both their hearts.

This youth still had a trace of childishness on his face. At most, he was seventeen. What trouble could he possibly solve?

"Kid, who are you?" Qing Lang also saw Tang Yan clearly.

He was nothing but a wet-behind-the-ears brat.

A vicious smile hung on Qing Lang's face. "I, Qing Lang, have lived this long, and no one has ever dared snatch something from my hands. You're the first!"

Tang Yan widened his eyes in surprise. "No one has dared snatch your things?"

"Kid, to this day, no one who dares snatch Brother Qing Lang's things has appeared," a young man in the group said arrogantly with a laugh.

Tang Yan blinked, his expression harmless. "As a man, you must have liked a woman before, right? Looking the way you do, has the woman you fancied never been stolen away by someone else?"

"Have you ever been to an auction? Was there something you wanted to buy? And because your pockets were too light, the treasure you had your eye on was bid away by someone else?"

"Also, from the look of your strength, you don't even seem as strong as this Auntie here. When you usually hunt spirit beasts, if you run into someone stronger than you, you've probably been robbed too, haven't you?"

"And take right now, for example. Didn't I just snatch this Beast Core?"

Tang Yan spoke with perfect seriousness, yet the faces of both sides darkened at the same time.

At first, when Wan Fei heard Tang Yan speak, she felt rather pleased. Since this brat had helped vent her anger, she thought that even if she had to risk her life later, she would protect him and get him out of here.

But this bastard...

This bastard actually called her Auntie?

Damn it, I'm only twenty-two this year, all right? Brat, you're dead!

After hearing Tang Yan's words, Qing Lang's expression turned gloomy.

He had only tossed out a harsh line for show, yet this brat had actually taken it seriously.

Worse, every word the brat said struck right at his sore spots. How was that any different from slapping him across the face?

The happiest person present was none other than Chang Ying.

This thick-skinned fellow did not care at all how Tang Yan addressed Wan Fei. At this moment, he cupped his fists toward Tang Yan and laughed.

"Little brother, your words are right on the mark. That old bastard just loves bragging. I didn't expect you to see through him at a glance."

"Kid, you'll regret ever coming into this world!" Qing Lang stared viciously at Tang Yan, already thinking about how to make this brat wish he were dead. "Third Brother, go capture that brat!"

The one called Third Brother was precisely the young man who had just spoken.

The young man was around one meter seventy tall, with a sturdy build and a rather large mouth. His cultivation had already reached Yellow Rank Eighth Grade.

Third Brother walked out with a grin. Making a show of it, he cracked his fingers, letting out a series of sharp pops, then sneered disdainfully.

"Kid, are you going to kneel and obediently surrender, or do you want me to cripple all five of your limbs?"

Tang Yan smiled and repeated Third Brother's words.

"Are you going to kneel and obediently surrender, or do you want me to cripple all five of your limbs?"

At Tang Yan's words, Qing Lang's entire group burst into laughter.

"Third Brother, did you hear that? This brat wants to cripple your five limbs! Hahaha..."

Someone in the group jeered, instantly drawing another wave of laughter.

Third Brother had not expected Tang Yan to have such nerve, daring to provoke him even now.

With an angry roar, he turned his right hand into a palm and lunged at Tang Yan.

Watching Third Brother rush over, Tang Yan could not help shaking his head with a sigh.

After growing used to the wolf pack's sharp, swift attacks, Third Brother's palm seemed unbearably slow in his eyes.

"You don't know what's good for you. Then I'll cripple your five limbs!"

Tang Yan gave a light shout, his figure turning into a wisp of smoke as he met Third Brother head-on.

"I'll cripple your right hand!"

The instant his words fell, Tang Yan's right hand clenched into a fist and drove straight into Third Brother's right palm under everyone's shocked gazes.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out.

Tang Yan's fist actually snapped Third Brother's wrist outright.

"I'll cripple your left leg!"

Tang Yan's speed did not lessen. The swift close-combat method he had learned from fighting the wolf pack finally revealed its savage fangs.

Third Brother had no time to react at all.

He had not even felt the pain from his broken right hand before Tang Yan's right foot came kicking viciously toward his left knee.

Crack!

Another crisp sound of breaking bone rang out.

Third Brother lost his balance and dropped to one knee.

"If you're going to kneel, use both legs. What's with one knee? Proposing marriage?" Tang Yan's tone was full of disdain. "Sorry, this young master has no interest in men!"

His right foot rose again.

Another crisp crack sounded.

Third Brother's right kneecap broke in response. With a thud, he fell to the ground on both knees.