The slap came with a clear crack, pretty tantalizing to Wandong.
He felt tempted to slap Wu Qiujun as well — what a pleasure it would be to humiliate a ninth-level martial master.
"Xu Wenchuan! You…"
Covering his swollen cheek, Wu Qiujun was literally about to implode. He couldn't for the life of him withstand such insufferable indignation.
Xu Wenchuan, nevertheless, cut him off in midsentence with a sudden move.
In the meantime, a roar, way more sonorous than that of Wu Qiujun, came off like a thunder, shaking the whole area to a horrifying extent.
"How come you have the impudence to throw your weight about in the Qingyun Empire with your shitty ability?"
Hardly had Xu's roar faded away when Wu Qiujun 's other cheek swelled up with another clear crack coming off.
He staggered backward for a couple of steps in spite of himself.
The two harsh slaps not only acted as a punishment for his dark deeds but also manifested Xu Wenchuan's feeling of resignation for him as a previous senior martial brother.
They made each other's acquaintances during their childhood.
Back then, Wu was an innocent, pure, and kind-hearted kid, showing no trace of the venomous mind he had now.
It grieved Xu Wenchuan every time he went down the memory lane. He wished if only he could have helped Wu come back to his senses with the two slaps.
"Goddamned Xu, come and kill me if you have balls! Otherwise, I will definitely tear you into pieces!"
Wu Qiujun's mouth corners cracked, blood trickling down his chin.
He looked rather hideous. Compounded with his murderous roar, his appearance sent chills down Xu Wenchuan's spine — he had been astray for too long.
Xu Wenchuan, indeed, loathed Wu Qiujun to the core. But he was actually ambivalent toward Wu.
They were trained and raised together by the same martial master. Their brotherhood had long got imbued into their minds.
On seeing Wu Qiujun's hysterical behavior, Xu Wenchuan felt rather agonized.
"As far as I'm concerned, you have been blinded by money! The Tianbao Mansion is solely culpable for that! I shall raze it down to the ground and help you come back to your senses!"
Growling, XU Wenchuan struck out both palms, moving like two fervent dragons and sweeping across the whole area.
A wave of bangs coming off, numberless pieces of furniture and treasures ended up debris.
Additionally, hundreds of raw stones of the blood steel got transformed into powder.
Dozens of scarlet rays popped out, with pieces of blood steel rolling out from the raw stones.
Xu Wenchuan's move destroyed commodities worth at least a thousand kilos of gold.
Before Wu Qiujun reacted to that, Wandong's heart ached gravely — the raw stones ruined by his grandpa used to belong to him.
"Grandpa, why did you dissipate our family fortune like that? They all belong to us! Can't you relent a little bit?"
Wandong complained in a sobbing tone.
Xu Wenchuan went startled on hearing that.
"Yaoting, pardon?"
Wandong shook his head and went on.
"Grandpa, can't you postpone your demolition after I get all the raw stones transported to our palace? You know your attack had ruined hundreds of my raw stones? You are literally hurting me!"
"There are at least thousands of raw stones here. If I'm not mistaken, Wu Qiujun only lost one hundred to you. How come…"
Xu Wenchuan looked pretty confused, striking his eyes wide open.
Wandong smirked.
"That was an old story! Before you showed up, the old dog made another bet with me on all the raw stones he has here. I won, so…"
"What? All of them"
Xu Wenchuan looked around and got overwhelmed by thousands of raw stones on the showing shelves.
"No…That couldn't be real…"
Hardly had Xu Wenchuan's surprised shout faded away when Qiu Yunchong yelled under his breath. He turned around, eyes glazed at Wu Qiujun for an explanation.
Having been slapped by Xu Wenchuan twice, Wu Qiujun had long felt up to a suicide. The humiliating bet only added fuel to the flames. A burst of blood fountained out of his mouth in spite of himself.