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Seeing Cheng Qing deal with his lackeys so cleanly, without even being able to receive a single blow from a second level and a third level Xumi, Chen Xingliu was tongue-tied.1

This time, he finally felt fear, but the fear was too strong, causing his two hands to tremble. He couldn't obey, and couldn't even move if he wanted to. He could only watch Cheng Qing approach.

"Ah!" Chen Xingliu screamed like a pig being butchered.

Cheng Qing looked at him mockingly, "I haven't even made a move, what are you shouting for?"

Chen Xingliu was so frightened that his facial features started to twist. After hearing Chen Qing's taunts, he was so ashamed that he felt like dying. He finally stabilized his mind and gritted his teeth as he said, "You can't touch me! My father is the head manager of the Star Condensation Pavilion, if you touch me, my father will definitely not let you off! "Let me tell you …"

As he spoke, Chen Xingliu suddenly moved. He pulled out the dagger at his waist and chopped down at Cheng Qing, "Die!"

A hint of disdain flashed across Chen Qing's eyes. He extended his hand and flexed his five fingers, like a palm but not a palm, like a fist but not a fist. Suddenly, he struck out.

Chen Xingliu's throat was immediately caved in, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain. His eyes bulged out from the pain, and his raised arms went soft. He could no longer hold on to the sword and fell down.

"You … "You …" Chen Xingliu stared at Cheng Qing in hatred and fear. He wanted to say something, but was no longer able to complete the sentence.

Chen Qing leaned over and whispered into Chen Xingliu's ear, "Remember to tell Chen Xinghe that not only am I going to touch his son, I'm going to touch him too. Tell him to wash his neck and wait."

After speaking, Cheng Qing grabbed Chen Xingliu's hair and dashed forward. With a loud boom, he smashed Chen Xingliu into the wall in front of him. The bricks tilted downwards, burying Chen Xingliu within. Only his legs were still twitching non-stop.

Cheng Qing indifferently swept a glance at Chen Xingliu's lackeys before returning to the Soup Dumplings. The girl selling soup cakes had already hidden behind the stall in fear, curled up into a ball and shivering. In her hands, she was still holding a bowl of cooked soup cake.

Cheng Qing smiled at her, "Looks like I can't eat this bowl of soup cake, but you've already made it. I have to pay for it." After saying that, he took out a piece of silver and placed it on the shelf. Then, he turned around and left.

Cheng Qing didn't run, but went straight towards the Star Condensation Pavilion and climbed onto the roof of a building. He took out a heavy load, loaded it with crossbow and aimed at the Star Condensation Pavilion.

In front of the Star Condensation Pavilion, a shop assistant was chatting with two guards.

Cheng Qing recognized that attendant. The last time he came to Star Condensation Pavilion to sell the thousand year old Fire Lingzhi, it was because the attendant received him. Cheng Qing didn't know that the reason why the Ink Blade Sect attacked him was because of this person. But that wasn't important, because the current Qianjun was already aiming at him.

In Cheng Qing's field of vision, the shop assistant was full of smiles and looked happy, as if he was bragging something to his guards. The two guards were also very respectful towards the shop assistant, agreeing with each other's words.

A sinister smile flashed across Cheng Qing's face as he quickly pulled the trigger. Two rays of blue light flashed past. The shop assistant, who had been blabbering, suddenly flew out.

He landed heavily on the threshold, a crossbow arrow at his throat, nailing him to the ground. The shop assistant's four limbs unconsciously spasmed and twitched. Soon, his eyes became dull and lifeless.

At the same time, one of the guards who had been flattering him was sent flying, crashing into the door and into the shop.

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