The man's cultivation was not weak, but he didn't even have the ability to resist in Ye Yang's hands. Especially after being thrown out by Ye Yang, the man obviously struggled twice in the air, but failed to recover.

With such force, Ye Yang broke the window and fell downstairs.

I opened the drawer, took out a hundred-dollar bill, raised my hand and threw it towards the window.

A banknote flew out of the window like a hidden weapon before losing strength and floating to the ground.

I raised my voice and said, "I'll buy your face back with money. However, I think your face is only worth this hundred yuan. I didn't ask you to pay for my window, so I'm giving you face."

My voice paused slightly: "If you feel that you haven't bought back your face, you can make an appointment at a time or a place to have a fight with a white blade and a red sword. I, Li Po, will accompany you to the end."

I was talking to the people outside the window, but my eyes were looking at the people inside.

Warlocks in the world can be roughly divided into two categories. One type is people who rely on Feng Shui and fortune telling. People in the industry generally call them commoner warlocks or linen warlocks. The other type is people like me who compete with ghosts and ghosts with open swords and spears.

In the industry, they are generally called knife bearers.

The commoner sorcerer and the swordsman are not distinct from each other. Sometimes they cooperate, but most of the time they still go about their own business.

Lao Liu has already made a name for himself among the commoner warlocks, and today I want to show off my skills among the swordsmen.

At that time, I didn't even know who I was throwing out. I only knew that if I didn't curb their arrogance today, these people would cause trouble for me.

As soon as I finished speaking, someone in the crowd said with a livid face: "Friend, I took over the path you drew for Lao Wang who was thrown out by you."

"We don't need to see the truth behind any business. Mr. Xiang's business, Lao Wang and I won't get a penny, so we have to compete with you."

Xiang Yue quickly stood up and said: "Mr. Sun, we intend to entrust Mr. Li with this business, and I ask you to show your kindness."

The man surnamed Sun shook his head and said: "Director Xiang, I'm sorry, this is a matter between us warlocks. I can't promise you to stop, but I can guarantee that we will complete the business first."

The man surnamed Sun looked at me coldly and said: "Friend surnamed Li, do you dare to bet on this game? Just bet on the three of you, one hand and one eyeball."

The gambler means: if we hurt someone, we must cut off the hand. The eyeball gambler means: the loser has eyes but no eyes, and he cannot see the mountain with his eyes.

I looked at him with a half-smile: "Why should I bet with you? Am I full?"

"You..." The man surnamed Sun turned livid with anger: "So, you are just..."

I slapped the table with one hand, murderous intent bursting out of my eyes, but my words seemed unhurried: "You'd better think about it before you speak, otherwise, I'll pull out your tongue first and then throw you out."

The man suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore. His cultivation level should be similar to that of the man who was thrown out by Ye Yang. That man had no power to resist, so how could he be any better?

He originally wanted to say a few words, but I suppressed them, causing his face to turn red and white, and he didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, his companions were not all watching the excitement and dragged him out.

Only then did I look at Xiang Yue.

Xiang Yue strode to my table and bowed to the end: "Xiang Yue apologizes to my husband on behalf of my daughter Yunya."

I raised my hand and slapped the basin on the ground, and the clear water in the basin dripped all over the ground.

Xiang Yue knelt on the ground in full view of everyone, took off his clothes, soaked up the water bit by bit, and twisted it into the basin.

It's not that I'm unkind, but the dignity of a warlock should not be insulted lightly.

I looked at Xiang Yue who was kneeling on the ground wiping water, and said to Xiang Yunshang who was in tears: "Xiang Yunshang, do you think I am unreasonable and aggressive?"

"I can easily expose this matter and get a good outcome for everyone."

"This is the way of the rivers and lakes, but it is not the backbone of a warlock. After a warlock accepts a task, it is like taking the lead. If he is not careful, he will have to leave this seven-foot body in a barren mountain."

"If the warlock failed in his studies and died in a foreign land, we have nothing to say, because taking the employer's money is equivalent to selling this life. However, if the employer is slightly unhappy, he will stop the warlock from taking action. Our grievances are directed towards the warlock.

Who can talk to?”

"I, Li Po, speak softly and cannot represent the entire art of magic. However, I will never let things that insult warlocks be easily exposed in front of my eyes."

My voice sank: "I let Yun Ya go so easily. Not only was I sorry for the blood that flowed on my knife edge, but I also had no shame to see those martial arts seniors who died in the mission."

"The rules they have worked hard to uphold and the dignity of the art established with iron bones cannot be abandoned just because I, Li Po, want a small profit."

"The magician has a heart!"

I never went to see Xiang Yunshang again. The warlocks present also gave me a slight greeting. They are also warlocks. Although they have smoothed their edges in the rapids of the rivers and lakes, they have also experienced the years of licking blood from the edge of a knife. I maintain my magic.

The dignity of Tao is to protect the interests of warlocks.

However, my persistence is probably a joke.

Let them laugh if they want to!
Chapter completed!