Wuxia: Drinking with Spring Breeze Chapter 423 - 208: Putting on Airs and Slapping Faces3

As soon as he heard "three million," he knew that the person who had co was relying on the fact that Yang Ge had lost to their backer that day, planning to settle the matter and to regain the face lost by the Five Poisons Cult in Yang Erlang’s hands.

But he was even clearer that Yang Ge had no intention of admitting defeat just like that!

Three million?

To beat up Yang Ge’s people and then slap his face?

With his stubborn donkey temperant, was he likely to accept this humiliation?

The visitor leaned forward, arms pressed against the table, and stared straight at Yang Tiansheng, chuckling and pausing between words, "Young man, you can eat whatever you like, but you can’t just say anything. Eating the wrong food might only give you diarrhea, but saying the wrong thing... can kill you!"

Yang Tiansheng’s expression remained unchanged, "Am I to take it that our honored guest is... threatening ?"

The visitor smiled, "What if I say ’yes’?"

Yang Tiansheng leaned back in his chair and lazily looked towards the doorway, making a ’please’ gesture with his hand, "Then please, feel free, esteed guest!"

"Hahaha..."

The visitor reclined in his chair once more, laughing even louder than before. The sound was so resonant that even with Yang Tiansheng’s skills, his ears started hurting...

Just when he was about to burst out and interrupt the person’s spellcasting, a grumbling voice that sounded like soone getting out of bed exploded on his left: "So noisy!"

Both n turned their heads only to see a dazzling light rise from the center of the artificial hill in the lotus pond.

Before they could even react, a flash of gold, and another person had appeared inside the pavilion.

Yang Ge, dressed in a flashy gold suit, nonchalantly grabbed the teapot in front of Yang Tiansheng, tilted his head back, and guzzled it down, "glug, glug," all the while rolling his eyes around, slurred and asked, "Big brother, who’s this idiot? So annoying!"

The mont Yang Ge entered the pavilion, the visitor had already jumped up from his chair in shock, attempting to step back but managing to restrain himself, his body stiff with nerves, his forehead bulging with veins, yet he still squeezed out a warm smile that was neither servile nor overbearing.

The stark contrast before and after made Yang Tiansheng think internally ’good show’!

He pointed at the visitor with a mix of laughter and helplessness, introducing him to Yang Ge, "This is Yan Shijun from the Five Poisons Cult... Judging by the na, he must be the new Sect Hierarch of the Five Poisons Cult."

*Burp.*

Yang Ge was surprised and looked at the visitor, "Oh, so he dares to co knocking on our door?"

Yang Tiansheng:...

Yang Yinghao, observing secretly:...

Yang Ge put down the teapot, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and strode around the table towards the visitor, "Just worrying about where in the mountains and valleys to find you guys next, and here you deliver yourself right to my doorstep--isn’t that wonderfully considerate?"

Although his build was not as burly as the visitor’s, his approach made it seem as if a muscular thug was rolling up his sleeves and walking towards a trembling, innocent girl in a corner.

The visitor’s face changed dramatically, he knocked over the chair and retreated in panic, waving his hands while retreating, "Second Master, I’ve co to discuss debt repaynt, there’s room to talk, let’s talk!"

"Repaying a debt?"

Yang Ge stopped in his tracks, turned back to look at Yang Tiansheng for confirmation.

Yang Tiansheng nodded, raising three fingers: "Three million taels."

"Damn it!"

Yang Ge, angry, rolled up his sleeves and continued forward, "Before I kill Yan Shijun, you owe three million, after I kill Yan Shijun, still owe three million, wouldn’t that an I killed Yan Shijun for nothing?"

Yang Tiansheng:...

Yang Yinghao, observing secretly:...

The visitor’s eyes flickered nervously as he swallowed hard, and the next second, he turned and unleashed a burst of True Qi that shattered the pavilion’s do, crazily flying towards the outskirts of the city.

Seeing this, Yang Ge stepped out of the pavilion, conjured up a blade energy, and chased after him: "Big brother, I’ll be back soon to compensate you for the pavilion, wow!"

Yang Tiansheng chased out from the pavilion, looking towards the direction where the two had disappeared, but no trace of them was visible anymore.

Yang Yinghao rushed out, shoulder to shoulder with his elder brother looking in the direction they’d gone, continuously muttering "wow."

Yang Tiansheng sighed, yet his face was almost bursting with laughter, "You’d think the Five Poisons Cult could annoy anyone else, but just had to annoy him..."

Yang Yinghao also laughed aloud, teasing, "They’re running out of pseudonyms for the Yan family, aren’t they? Next ti will they just directly call themselves ’King Yama’?"

Father and son laughed heartily together at their schadenfreude.