C7 Zhang Clan's Silkpants
C7 Zhang Clan's Silkpants
Zhang Shijie's bad reputation had spread across the streets and alleys. How could she not know?
If the silk ball was picked up by this person, she would definitely suffer a fate worse than death in the future.
What should I do?
Lin Ruochu bit her lower lip with her teeth and her eyes were filled with sorrow. She tightly grabbed the silk ball in her hand and did not dare to throw it down.
"If it is the beginning..."
Lin Ruochu's father's face turned ugly and was filled with regret and unwillingness.
That evil young master of Zhang family actually appeared at this time. Why was his daughter so miserable?
"Quickly throw him away!"
"The crime of making my young master wait for so long is something that your Lin Family can bear?"
Zhang Shijie saw that Lin Ruochu did not move after a long time and a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes. The servants who were observing the situation by his side immediately urged him sternly and the threat was obvious.
Lin Ruochu's face became even paler. If she did not throw the silk ball, it would definitely implicate her family.
At this moment, a trace of light flashed across her eyes.
She saw a young man with a delicate and pretty face slowly walking towards them. Zhang Shijie and the others did not even notice him.
When the surrounding people saw this scene, their eyes turned strange.
"No matter who it is, it is better than being picked up by a useless fool."
Immediately, Lin Ruochu threw the silk ball with all her strength. The silk ball flew straight towards Zhang Shijie's back with a swoosh.
When Su Jin saw the silk ball flying towards him, he was also stunned. He didn't expect that the beauty upstairs would actually throw the silk ball towards him.
"Ai, brother is so handsome. It's only natural that I fall in love with you at first sight."
After that, Su Jin suddenly realized what was going on. He hammered his hammer and grabbed the silk ball.
"Stop!"
An angry shout was heard. Zhang Shijie saw the silk ball flying behind him. He was stunned for a moment before he realized that someone was trying to snatch the silk ball from him. He immediately became furious.
"How dare you!"
"Damned dog! Are you tired of living?!"
Zhang Shijie's subordinates finally reacted and shouted to stop him.
Of course Su Jin didn't care about these words. If the treasure chest flew towards him, wouldn't he be a fool if he didn't take it?
It was just a mere Zhang family, and Su Jin didn't put it in his eyes.
With a dong sound, Su Jin grabbed the silk ball.
"Open the bronze treasure chest!"
"Obtained the Book of Medicinal King."
"Obtained 20,000 experience points."
"[Congratulations on leveling up by + 1]"
Boom! Su Jin felt a wave of heat rush out from all his acupoints, and his cultivation base instantly broke through.
First level Martial Disciple!
Su Jin was overjoyed. Such a cultivation base was considered a mainstay in the Green Spirit Martial Mansion.
Furthermore, the Treasured Bible of the Medicine King was a good thing to know from its name.
He didn't have the time to look at the description of the item.
A murderous aura rushed forth. Zhang Shijie's face was twisted with a ferocious expression, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. "You really don't know the difference between life and death! You're just a lowly servant disciple of the Martial Palace, and you dare to steal from me? You're dead meat!"
Su Jin's servant disciple uniform was extremely eye-catching, and naturally, everyone knew about it.
"Idiot! I don't have the time to mess around with you, get the hell away from here!"
Su Jin glanced at Zhang Shijie indifferently, and couldn't be bothered with this kind of idiot.
Zhang Shijie instantly became furious.
How dare a janitor disciple scold him!
"Kill him!" Zhang Shijie's face turned gloomy and scary as he coldly spat out a few words.
No matter who this man was, he was already a dead man the moment he offended him.
"Yes, Sir!"
The middle-aged scholar's expression turned stern as he looked at Su Jin with a stern expression. "Kid, in your next life, rub your eyes a little brighter. Don't offend someone you shouldn't offend!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he struck his palm at Su Jin. A surging wave of Qi rolled. A purple light appeared in the scholar's palm. It emitted a sharp killing intent as it headed straight for Su Jin's vital spot on his forehead.
When he struck out his palm, Su Jin also saw the cultivation of the middle-aged scholar. He was at the second level of the Martial Disciple realm.
Seeing that the palm was merciless, Su Jin's playful gaze turned cold.
"Someone you shouldn't have offended? I'm talking about you guys!"
Su Jin's lips curved into a mocking smile, and a surge of true qi gathered in his other palm.
Profound Ice Palm!
The power of this palm strike was more than ten times stronger than when he killed Liu Fu.
The area within ten meters seemed to have turned into a world of ice and snow. The cold temperature caused the expressions of the middle-aged scholar, Zhang Shijie, and the others to change greatly.
Bang!
The instant their fists and palms collided, a terrifying airwave was emitted, and it even knocked over the group of Zhang family servants.
The middle-aged scholar's body had turned into an ice sculpture. His entire body was covered by a thick layer of ice. His eyes were wide open and filled with terror.
"You are just a piece of trash. How dare you fight me!"
Su Jin sneered in his heart, but on the surface, he put on an enigmatic and cold expression.
He slowly retracted his palm and turned around. He did not even look at the ice sculpture behind him and the Zhang family servants. Instead, he slowly walked out.
The crowd was stunned. Lin Ruochu and her father, Lin Yue, were also shocked.
Didn't he get the silk ball? Why did he leave?
Lin Yue immediately wanted to speak, "Young master, please stay..."
Boom!
All of a sudden, the ice sculpture that the middle-aged scholar had transformed into cracked and shattered into countless fragments.
At this moment, Su Jin's back, which was walking away step by step, appeared so cool and cool.
Everyone who witnessed this scene held their breaths. They felt that Su Jin's entire body was emitting an awesome aura.
However.
He was holding a red silk ball in his hand.
There seemed to be something wrong with this style...
"Experts never look back at explosions."
Su Jin snorted coldly, his face full of pride.
"Bastard! How dare you kill my men! You're dead meat!"
Zhang Shijie got up from the ground and became extremely furious. It wasn't because his men were killed, but because he had never suffered such humiliation before.
Su Jin stopped in his tracks. He immediately turned around, dug his ears, and walked towards Zhang Shijie.
"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly?"
Su Jin said with a smile, but the coldness in his eyes made Zhang Shijie's face freeze.
A wave of panic suddenly emerged in his heart.
At this time, he saw a thin layer of frost suddenly emerge from Su Jin's palm.
This was the move that killed his subordinate just now!
Zhang Shijie's face instantly turned ashen. A line of cold sweat was left on his forehead. His voice became trembling. "You, you, don't do anything reckless!"
Su Jin did not speak, but the killing intent on his body caused Zhang Shijie's face to become increasingly pale. However, he was incomparably terrified in his heart.
"Wait, young master!"
All of a sudden, a weak voice came from the side.
Lin Ruochu walked over, her eyes were filled with anxiety as she tried to persuade him, "We can't kill this man. He is the son of the Zhang family's patriarch. If you kill him, the Zhang family will definitely take revenge on you at all costs. Why are you putting yourself in danger?"
"What she said is right. The Zhang family has a huge power and you can't afford to offend them. If you let me go now, I won't take revenge on you!"
Zhang Shijie quickly added.
"The Zhang family is very powerful? What a joke, could it be bigger than the Green Spirit Martial Mansion?"
Su Jin said without thinking.
Zhang Shijie's expression turned ugly, and he wanted to vomit blood.
Who was a lowly servant disciple trying to scare with the name of Green Spirit Martial Mansion?
"But, I can let you go, but you have to compensate me for my mental damage." Su Jin retracted his hand and looked at Zhang Shijie with a smile.