noffsinger Chapter 168 How did you let him get away?
Chapter 168 How did you let him get away?
"You little rascal, cut off half of your face and stick it to the other side, so one side has two skins and the other side has no skin!"
Wang Teng: "..."
With a middle finger extended, Wang Teng said directly, "Alright, no need to give any more. Hurry up and recover your strength. By the way, I heard from Old Fan that after a while, there might be an outer god invading Great Xia. We'll see if we can take back your Netherworld Origin then."
Is the news confirmed?
"pretty close!"
The Emperor of Fengdu nodded heavily: "Alright, I understand. Make sure they can't go!"
Just as he was about to say goodbye, Wang Teng's phone suddenly rang.
"There is no Christmas Eve here, only the Ghost Festival. We drink a bowl of Meng Po soup to say goodbye to our past and present lives!"
Li Deyang's eyes lit up when he heard Wang Teng's phone ring.
"Xiao Wang, can I get the link?"
Wang Teng made a gesture and then answered the phone.
"Hey, Nanaya, what's wrong? What?!"
Seeing Wang Teng's expression turn serious, Li Deyang's heart skipped a beat.
"What's wrong with you guys? I just let you see him, how could you let him get away? Don't you know that someone with social anxiety like him is very difficult to catch?"
Li Deyang: "(－o⌒)?"
"Alright, alright, you all come with me later. His swordsmanship is quite good, he can teach you!"
After hanging up the phone, Wang Teng chuckled, "Alright, Lao Li, keep a close eye on your daughter. Don't let that blond-haired guy steal her away. If she grows up to be pretty, remember to let me know. I have to hurry back now; someone owes me money and dared to run away!"
Li Deyang: "..."
……
Shangjing City,
At the training base,
Lin Qiye and the others stood ramrod straight, enduring Wang Teng's barrage of questions: "Come on, tell me, what can I possibly expect from you? I asked you to learn swordsmanship from him, and you tell me he went home!"
Lin Qiye said, his voice a little weak, "Old Wang, it's not our fault. Sword Saint Zhou Ping said he hadn't seen his third uncle for a long time, and since his third uncle's shop is busy, he wanted to go back and help him."
Wang Teng was speechless: "And then you just let him go back?"
"Ah~!"
Looking at the crowd before him, Wang Teng slapped his head helplessly: "Damn it, calling you all naive is an understatement. Alright, stop standing there like idiots, let's go collect the debt!"
Lin Qiye looked at Wang Teng with some confusion: "Collecting debts? What debts are you collecting?"
"Hehe, in order to get Zhou Ping to teach you, I even borrowed a set of cultivation techniques in advance. The value of that set of techniques is guaranteed to be at least one Supreme God~"
Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed, and he immediately drew two Star Blades.
"Let's go! He's gone too far! He took so much from us and he still dares to run away!"
Wang Teng slapped Lin Qiye, making him stumble: "Isn't it because you guys weren't watching him? Alright, stop babbling and hurry up and drive to find Zhou Ping!"
Lin Qiye took out the capsule and threw it on the ground. Then, everyone got into the luxury RV and drove towards 'Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant' where Zhou Ping worked.
At my third uncle's local restaurant
Uncle San was frantically stir-frying vegetables in the kitchen, then yelled at Zhou Ping, "Hurry up, go serve the dishes, and clean up the trash on the table."
"Hey!"
Zhou Ping was holding a plate in one hand and had a towel hanging around his neck.
After serving the dishes, Zhou Ping quickly began cleaning up the trash left behind by the departing guests.
Zhou Ping, who was still quite socially awkward at the Night Watchmen training base in Shangjing City, seemed to have returned to his home base when he went back to his third uncle's local restaurant, and his usual socially awkward expression disappeared.
Although she still doesn't talk much, her complexion has brightened up a bit.
Suddenly, Zhou Ping's expression changed. He glanced stiffly outside, then lowered his head even further.
He had an expression that said, "If I lower my head, you won't be able to see me."
Baili Pangpang bent over, trying to make Zhou Ping see his presence.
"Hey, Sword Saint, we meet again!"
Zhou Ping stood stiffly beside the table, not even bothering to wipe it.
Wang Teng quickly reminded him, "Hurry up, or your third uncle will start nagging you to get back to work!"
Just then,
Zhou Ping's third uncle poked his head out of the kitchen: "Zhou Ping, you silly boy, hurry up and clean up!"
"I'm coming!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping felt as if he had grasped a lifeline and hurriedly ran towards the kitchen.
Everyone: "..."
Baili Pangpang smacked his lips: "It's been a while since I've taught Sword Saint. How come he's still so socially awkward? He was walking with the same leg on the same side just now!"
The Sword Saint with the wrong footing: "..."
Wang Teng patted his stomach: "I'm starving, Fatty, let's order!"
Zhou Ping's aunt came over: "Gentlemen, what would you like to eat?"
Baili Pangpang casually pointed to a few dishes: "This, this, this, and this. We don't want these, bring the rest!"
Zhou Ping's aunt: "..."
Just then, Zhou Ping's aunt suddenly saw Wang Teng and immediately said, "Hey, aren't you...?"
Wang Teng smiled and nodded: "Yes, Auntie, we're here again!"
"Traveling here again?"
Wang Teng smiled mysteriously: "Auntie, this is good news. You go ahead and do your work. We'll talk about it after we finish eating!"
……
Around 2 PM, the local restaurant finally became empty.
Baili Pangpang casually took out two red envelopes and handed them to Zhou Ping's third uncle and aunt.
"Wishing you prosperity and good fortune!"
Third Uncle and Third Aunt: "...No, is this for us to receive New Year's money?"
Baili Pangpang chuckled and quickly explained, "How could that be? This is just a small token of my gratitude!"
"A thank-you fee?"
Baili Pangpang tightened his tie: "Third Uncle, Aunt, we were playing with Zhou Ping before, and then our ancestral hall caught fire. Zhou Ping saved us. Afterwards, my father insisted that I come here to thank you!"
"It's nothing, it's nothing, just a small matter, why are you making such a fuss!"
Baili Pangpang said with a serious expression, "Third Uncle, that's our family ancestral hall. My father said that I must express my gratitude to you properly."
As he spoke, Baili Pangpang took out a card.
"Third Uncle, there's only 5000 million in the account, just a small token!"
Upon hearing this, the third uncle and his wife immediately sat down on the stools with a thud.
Third Uncle stammered, "Too much, take it back quickly, take it back quickly!"
Baili Pangpang placed the bank card directly into Zhou Ping's hand, and Zhou Ping looked at his third uncle with a pleading expression.
"Third Uncle, Third Aunt~~"
The third uncle and aunt exchanged a glance: "We're just ordinary people, hoping to live an ordinary life. This money is too much, we can't accept it! How about this, we'll keep the red envelope you gave us before, as your way of thanking Zhou Ping!"