After Murong Qing finished speaking, Han Xiu looked at him lightly and said, "Who told you that it was a hundred liang? From the moment I bought you, I've counted two taels of silver per minute. Today should be around ten days, twenty-four hours a day, one hour sixty minutes. Ten days is how much silver you count, right? "Fourteen thousand four hundred silver."

Ah!" "Why, why are there so many?" Murong Qing was dumbstruck.

"Otherwise? Do you think my silver is for nothing?! If you can take it out, you can go right now. If you can't, you can never leave. This interest rate is still rolling on, don't think it will be cut off! "

Han Xiu crossed his legs, carrying a despicable attitude of a usurer.

Murong Qing looked at him silently and said, "I didn't say I was leaving."

"Is that so? "Then I won't be able to receive this interest …" Han Xiu muttered.

Murong Qing immediately ignored him, and ran to the corner of the room, picked up the clothes from the bucket and planned to wash them by the river.

"Wait."

Just as Murong Qing was about to leave, he heard Han Xiu shouting from behind him.

"Da Zhuang, what's the matter?" Murong Qing turned his head to look at Han Xiu and asked.

Han Xiu grabbed the bag that was on the shelf beside him and threw it over to Murong Qing: "Go and wash this."

"Oh."

Murong Qing stuffed the bag into the bucket and walked over to the river.

Arriving at the river bank, Murong Qing took the clothes out of the barrel. When he touched the bundle that Han Xiu had just thrown to him, he squatted down and untied it to take a look. Inside the bundle was a set of clothes.

Looking at the size, and thinking about Han Xiu's tall and muscular body, these clothes definitely could not belong to Da Zhuang.

Murong Qing stood up, narcissistically putting the clothes on top of his body, it was really quite suitable.

Seeing this, his intelligent eyes turned and his lips curled up into a smile.

This must have been bought for him by the Da Zhuang!

As a result, Murong Qing's mood instantly increased by several times, and his entire person became a little floating in the air. While he was washing clothes, he even started to hum a song.

After he finished washing, half an hour had passed. In that half an hour, the Heavenly Heart Pill had already begun to take effect within Murong Qing's body, the most obvious fact being that the wounds on his face had all disappeared.

But Murong Qing himself did not know, after washing up, he carried the heavy wooden bucket and walked in the direction of Bamboo House.

When he was near the Bamboo House, Murong Qing saw that five people were standing at the entrance. One of them was Han Xiu, and he did not recognize the other four.

Looking at the atmosphere, it seemed that something was amiss, thus Murong Qing hurriedly ran and came to Han Xiu's side.

"Da Zhuang, who are they?"

It was only now that Murong Qing could clearly see what the four of them looked like.

The four of them looked friendly, but the look in their eyes told Murong Qing that they were here with ill intentions, and their hearts were on guard.

Han Xiu did not answer Murong Qing. He looked at one of them and said, "I didn't expect to meet you again."

They had just exchanged hands last night, and had only met today. Presumably, the other party had something to discuss with him, but definitely had nothing to do with the Heavenly Heart Pill, they definitely did not know that the Heavenly Heart Pill was taken by him, and was now being devoured by Murong Qing.

"I wonder what kind of background Young Hero has. In last night's fight, Young Hero's skills aren't ordinary!"

Zhong Han told his the question that he had been thinking about all night.

Right now, he was getting more and more curious about the identity of this young man. He did not sense the existence of Soul Qi from this young man's body, which meant that he could not possibly have come from the Cultivation Realm.

But, for a mortal to be able to break his clavicle technique, he didn't think that a Mortal Realm martial artist would have such ability.

But if this young man was a cultivator, why couldn't he feel the Soul Qi on his body?

Unless this young man ate the Bone Changing Heavenly Pill and temporarily dispersed it, or if this person was even stronger than him and the three behind him, how could he hide the Soul Qi's rank?

Of course, there was also another reason. That young man was the Sect Master of the War God's Han Family. If he was Han Xiu from the Han Family, then there was a reason why the Soul Qi could not sense him.

This was because the level of that trash Soul Qi was too low.

However, in the end, this was just a guess. He wanted to know the truth, but he needed to personally come here and ask. That was why he appeared here today to find this young man.

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