Chapter 068: Rather Pitiful
Angry shouts echoed from behind, but Su Jingxing paid them no mind and continued walking.
“I told you to stop! Didn’t you hear me?”
A young man ran ahead and blocked Su Jingxing’s path, glaring furiously. “Tell me—is it you…”
Su Jingxing sidestepped him and walked on.
“You!”
The young man’s face twitched, clearly incensed.
“What are you idiots standing there for? Get him!”
He turned and barked at four others.
“Yes, yes.”
Trying to suppress their laughter, the four quickly moved in front of Su Jingxing, blocking his way.
“Hey, kid, Young Master Shi told you to stop. Are you deaf?”
The one with blue-dyed hair was the first to shout.
“That’s right! You want to leave? Leave the money!”
A bald man chimed in.
“Move aside.”
Su Jingxing spoke coldly, uninterested in playing their games.
“Move aside?”
The young man caught up from behind, his face dark as iron, growling low, “You injured my Da Xiong, and you still want us to move? Why not say you want to ascend to heaven?”
Before Su Jingxing could reply, the young man raised his voice suddenly, “Kid, I don’t care who you are. You injured my dog—so pay up! Not much, just a million Dayu coins!”
“If you don’t pay, you’re not leaving!” the four echoed.
Su Jingxing fell silent.
He understood now: these people were after his prize money.
There must be someone inside the lottery center working with them, or bribed. They knew he had just collected a million in winnings.
So right after he left, this group had received word and ambushed him in the alley, using their Twin-Eyed Demon Dog for a staged accident.
The dog had been jabbed with a needle, merely to reduce its vitality. The foaming at the mouth was due to a mild poison.
For a creature of the Demon Dog’s constitution, this poison was inconsequential.
Compared to being extorted, Su Jingxing was more curious about the young man’s background.
To forcibly tame a wild beast like that was no small feat; few in Qinghe City had that kind of power.
Wait—the blue-haired one had called him “Young Master Shi”.
Shi… Could this guy be from the Shi family?
But that couldn’t be right. Would a Shi family member be short a million Dayu coins?
While Su Jingxing pondered, his activated “Sound Sense” secret skill caught a conversation from a nearby shopfront.
“Tsk, Shi Yankai’s at it again—faking accidents. Just scammed someone this morning, now he’s at it again. Young master of the Shi family, reduced to extorting lottery winners—pretty pathetic.”
“Pathetic? You actually pity him? Even if Shi Yankai is useless and down-and-out, the Shi family still feeds, clothes, and houses him…”
“True, he’s got the basics covered, but no real money. Ten thousand Dayu coins a month—do you think, with his old lavish habits, he can stand it?”
“Well, tough luck. If he can’t stand it, he still has to. His father lost the power struggle, he’s a discarded pawn, and he himself is useless—neither civil nor martial skills. Used to be a playboy, now he even has to pay for his own lackeys. Honestly, it is pretty sad.”
“Hahaha…”
“….”
The deliberately hushed voices clarified everything for Su Jingxing.
He spoke again, cool and unyielding, “You know better than anyone what happened to your dog. As for your Shi family status, you should realize by now it’s useless! If you want money, go home and ask your father!”
“You…”
The young man, Shi Yankai, heard Su Jingxing’s words, and his face turned ashen.
“Out of my way!”
Without waiting for a reply, Su Jingxing pushed aside the five men and strode off.
A failed young master of the Shi family was nothing to fear.
In families like the Shi clan, internal strife was the norm.
Shi Yankai was so down-and-out that he had to fake accidents to fund his old lifestyle.
Even if he wasn’t fallen, Su Jingxing would not yield.
His resolve to become strong was precisely so he would never need to bow before the scions of privilege.
Especially now—he was Yang Jian!
Even if he removed his mask and revealed himself, it wouldn’t matter.
An alias was easily changed.
If not Yang Jian, then Sun Wukong, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi…
…
“Shi… Young Master…”
The four blue-haired men watched Su Jingxing walk away and exchanged uneasy glances.
Su Jingxing had barely exerted himself, yet had easily separated the four of them—clearly no ordinary man.
They didn’t dare make a move, and in fact, were glad they hadn’t.
They were street thugs, good for freeloading, gambling, and intimidating ordinary folk.
But against a martial artist—even the weakest Ninth Rank—they’d have to kneel immediately.
Shi Yankai was different; once a young master, though never talented, never reached Ninth Rank, but wherever he went, he was surrounded by followers.
Ninth Rank martial artists? Just chauffeurs and servants to command!
Now, to be mocked and scorned openly—how could he bear it?
With a low growl, Shi Yankai shoved aside the blue-haired men, ran to his Twin-Eyed Demon Dog, took out a box, opened it, and jabbed a needle into the dog’s rump.
Soon, the dog recovered, its twin eyes glowing ever redder.
“Damn bastard, you look down on me, do you? Fine, I’ll give you a reason!”
Shi Yankai’s face was grim as he watched Su Jingxing still within sight, stroking the dog’s head and speaking chillingly.
“Da Xiong, go—bite off his leg!”
He pointed twice at Su Jingxing, ordered, then unlocked the alloy muzzle and removed the iron chain from the dog’s neck.
“Roar~”
Freed, the Twin-Eyed Demon Dog growled low, its red eyes locked on Su Jingxing. It charged, a blur of black, straight at Su Jingxing, who was already at the street’s end.
Whoosh!
A foul wind swept by.
Sensing danger, Su Jingxing used the “Eight-Step Ascending Dragon” technique, dodging the attack from behind.
He paused and glanced back at Shi Yankai’s sinister smile, his brows tightening.
“So he’s gone wild?”
Su Jingxing’s gaze turned icy.
The Twin-Eyed Demon Dog was a wild beast—running loose on a city street, it could attack anyone.
Luckily, this street was quiet and it was nearing dusk, so there weren’t many people about.
Otherwise, panic would have broken out.
Even so, shouts of alarm came from nearby shops, which quickly shut their doors.
So if you don’t pay, you unleash a wild beast?
Truly a Shi family scion!
Su Jingxing withdrew his gaze from Shi Yankai and focused on the charging Demon Dog.
Swish!
Swish~
Swish!
He flickered from place to place, avoiding the dog’s attacks.
Once he understood its patterns, Su Jingxing gathered his strength in his feet, and as the Demon Dog lunged again, he sidestepped and kicked hard.
Boom!
A thunderous crack rang out.
The Demon Dog’s head exploded, splattering white and red across the ground.
[Exotic beast carcass discovered. Do you wish to collect?]