Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 615 - 295: Luo Yao’s Third Lady? The Dong Family?2

Chapter 615: Chapter 295: Luo Yao’s Third Lady? The Dong Family?_2

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Fairness?

Justice?

Sotis, they’re just relative terms.

When one’s own interests are not threatened.

In Qingshi City, the Luo Family would try their best to maintain fairness and justice.

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However, if it involves their own people,

then the Luo Family of Qingshi City would make a decision based on the circumstances.

If the person is an incorrigible scoundrel who would kill soone on the street without a second thought,

the Luo Family of Qingshi City will naturally deal with them.

But if it’s just because soone was desperate and therefore took another’s life,

or it’s due to soone else’s provocation,

and they couldn’t hold back and thus took another person’s life,

the Luo Family would only think that those who had their lives taken deserved it and couldn’t bla anyone else.

Of course, the sa holds true for those family powers associated with the Luo Family.

In this world, as long as there’s a power centered around intelligent beings,

there will never be absolute fairness and justice.

What exists is only absolute privilege,

along with absolute cultivation level and strength.

Under absolute privilege, and absolute cultivation and strength,

human life is often so cheap, so despised, so undervalued by others.

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Qingshi City, inside the city.

On a bustling street teeming with pedestrians,

on both sides of the street at this mont,

there were many street vendors doing business, attracting potential custors among the passersby.

[Candied haws, candied haws…]

[Sugar figurines, delicious and fun to play with sugar figurines…]

[Sweet and sour candied haws…]

[More fun than candied haws, and even tastier, sugar figurines, co buy them…]

[Hey, you old thing, what do you an by this? Are you stealing my business? Are you targeting ?]

[Young man, calm down, don’t get sick over this, it’s not worth it.]

[Hey, I have a short fuse, do you believe that if you keep this up, one punch from and you’re dead on the spot?]

[One punch? And I’d be dead on the spot?]

At the side of the street, near a stall selling sugar figurines,

an old man, thin and frail, who looked like he might be a little hunched,

was squinting his eyes at that mont.

He just quietly looked at the young man beside him, whose face seed full of anger.

In those squinted eyes, there seed to be a full asure of disdain.

“Young man, judging by how you look, you must be from out of town, right?”

“Did you co to Qingshi City to escape the war?”

“Being able to enter the inner city of Qingshi City ans you have so skills. After all, ordinary people can’t even think about entering the inner city of Qingshi City, let alone the outer city.”

As the old man spoke to this point,

a young man next to him, dressed in green clothes, selling specially made candied haws,

couldn’t help but slowly curve the corners of his mouth upward.

Seemingly, he took so pride in the old man’s assessnt.

“Old man, you guessed right, I am indeed from outside Qingshi City.”

“I ca to the inner city of Qingshi City to avoid the war and enjoy a peaceful life.”

“You say I have so skills, and that is true.”

“Therefore, the more this is true, the less you should provoke .”

“Now, quickly pack up your stall and go ho.”

“Don’t compete with for business here.”

“If you do so, all will be well.”

“But if you refuse, my heavy fist doesn’t see well…”

As he said this,

the young man in green clothes

slowly clenched his fist.

Even, to intimidate the old man further,

he moved a few steps closer to where the old man stood.

And it was because of this young man’s actions,

that nearly all of the passersby and other street vendors’ proprietors began to turn their attention toward them.

They seed quite curious

about what would happen next.

Whether that young man would really dare to give that seemingly scrappy old man a punch.

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“Kid, if you have the guts, hit on my old head.”

“Don’t chicken out, because if you do, I will look down on you.”

The lean old man.

At this mont, he was wildly provoking the young man in front of him.

Of course, his arrogance.

Stemd not only from the strict laws in Qingshi City, which forbid random violence with the threat of fines or imprisonnt,

but also from a very important point.

Using his peripheral vision.

He had noticed a squad in black and white robes.

Strong-built, with steel sabers at their waists.

They appeared to be the local governnt officials, not the kind you’d want to ss with,

and they were now silently approaching in his direction.

It was precisely because of the presence of these governnt officials.

That the old man had this kind of confidence.

“You rotten old man, are you forcing my hand?”

“You think I really wouldn’t dare to touch you?”

The young man in blue was inching closer.

His face had already turned pitch black with rage.

From the young man’s increasingly heavy breathing, it was clear.

He was on the brink of losing control.

“In my life, I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve eaten rice.”

“If you’ve got the guts, then hit .”

“If you don’t dare to hit, scurry on back ho.”

“And stop bothering this old man.”

The lean old man, who looked slightly hunched, beca even more aggressive.

Right now, he was figuratively crapping on the young man’s head.

For such an insult, if it were a local resident of Qingshi City,

they probably would have filed a complaint already.

And this rotten old man would be fined by the authorities for such humiliation,

and even imprisoned for three days as punishnt.

But if soone couldn’t help it and struck another before that,

any provocation could then be ignored.

The one who hits, is always in the wrong.

The reason this sugar seller had the audacity

to provoke such a physically strong young man,

was mainly because he figured the newcor didn’t understand many things about Qingshi City.

Look at the young man’s clenched fist,

already creaking audibly.

His jet-black face, his eyes growing redder.

All of it proved that

the young man was about to snap.

Just a few more taunts from the old man, and once he was hit,

he could just pick a spot with good feng shui, lie down on the ground,

and wait for the governnt officials to co deal with the situation.

Afterwards, the old man could just wait to receive his share of the dical fee.

Such incidents had been staged by this rotten old man at least ten tis before.

Perhaps, so might think

that the sugar kiosk is the old man’s livelihood?

No, no, no, if soone really thinks that…

then they’re sorely mistaken.

How much could one earn from making sugar figurines?

It’s definitely much more profitable to specifically target out-of-towners.

And the young man in front of him with reddening eyes,

his breathing growing increasingly rapid,

was the one he had observed for several days, waiting for the right mont to craft his sche.

So, this whole event

was really just a trap laid out by the rotten old man.

A trap to swindle money from outsiders

And such cleverly designed traps

are rarely withstood by many.

“If you have the guts, then hit ,”

“otherwise, I really will look down on you…”

The voice of the rotten old man once again rang out beside the ears of the robust young man,

The intense scorn in the old man’s eyes beca nearly intolerable for the young man.