“Mr. He, you always do good deeds and accumulate virtue, your good fortune is as high as the sky. Tengri will definitely bless you with immortality, and I will stay by your side.”

Song Fangjin said with a smile, the fat on his face jumping happily.

“Yes!”

He Mingsen agreed wholeheartedly, feeling very happy. He waved his hand and said, "Give that young man another million for nutrition!"

“Mr. He is benevolent! I thank you on his behalf!”

Song Fangjin cupped his fist, his eyes full of greed.

He clearly marked the price for the life-borrowing ritual, ten million each time, which could borrow seven days of life.

More than 99 percent of the money went into Song Fangjin's pocket.

As for the young man whose life was borrowed, Song Fangjin just gave him a thousand yuan to send him away.

He was an addict, his life was worthless, and a thousand yuan could let him have a few more days of pleasure.

As for the million-yuan nutrition fee, it naturally had nothing to do with him.

"Alright, I'm tired. I need to rest."

As he spoke, He Mingsen yawned.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Song Fangjin bowed deeply, very respectful to He Mingsen.

He Mingsen's eyes showed a look of complacency, and he sighed inwardly at the charm of money.

Even a powerful sorcerer like Song Fangjin had to be subservient to him!

Song Fangjin was about to leave when the old butler walked in with a look of panic: "Mr. He, young master Xinwu is here and wants to see you!"

He Mingsen snorted unhappily: "What is he doing here so late? I'm tired, tell him to come back tomorrow!"

"I said the same, but, but young master Xinwu wouldn't listen..."

Before the old butler finished speaking, there was a noise outside, and then a security guard flew in and smashed heavily on the ground.

Afterward, He Xinwu walked in.

Seeing that He Xinwu was so bold, He Mingsen was furious and shouted, "You beast, what do you want?"

He Xinwu said with a weeping face, innocently explaining, "Grandpa, I didn't hit anyone..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Xinyi walked in.

"It's you, you girl?"

When He Mingsen saw He Xinyi, the anger on his face grew even more intense, "You've already been kicked out of the He family, how dare you come back? Are you looking for death?"

However, before He Xinyi could speak, a nonchalant voice suddenly came in.

"Old Mr. He, you're so old and still have such a temper? You live in a mansion yourself, but you let your granddaughter live in a shack and eat instant noodles. You old thing, you're really not a good person!"

Chen Xiao dealt with the last security guard before slowly strolling into the hall.

"Bastard! Who are you?"

Seeing a stranger in his house, beating the security guards, and scolding him as not a good person, He Mingsen was furious.

"Where are the security guards? Where did all the security guards go? What the hell are you doing?"

Chen Xiao chuckled and said lightly, "Old thing, you don't need to shout. All your security guards have been beaten down by me. They won't be coming in."

He Mingsen's eyes narrowed, and he immediately became vigilant.

He spent a lot of money to hire hundreds of security personnel at home, most of whom were retired special forces, and even many were highly skilled martial artists, all of whom were taken care of by this kid?

He was an old fox, and when he realized that Chen Xiao was no ordinary person, he calmed down, at least he didn't look as angry as before.

He said quietly: "Let me guess, you were invited by that stinky girl He Xinyi to take revenge for her?"

Chen Xiao smiled disdainfully: "You're wrong, He Xinyi can't afford to hire me!"

"Then what are you here for?"

The more He Mingsen listened, the more confused he became. This kid was obviously coming with bad intentions, but he didn't know what for.

Chen Xiao's mouth turned up: "I'm here to collect debts."

Hearing this, He Mingsen laughed.

"It's ridiculous. You and I don't know each other, what debt are you asking me for? Young man, why don't you go out and ask around? I, He Mingsen, don't have much else in my life, but I have a lot of money. Would I owe someone else a debt?"

Chen Xiao shook his head and said seriously: "You're wrong again. The debt I'm talking about isn't money, but life! You ate my Gathering Spirit Pill (julingdan), but you don't appreciate it, so you have to give me back your life!"

"You're talking more and more nonsense, it's simply unreasonable! My life was bought back with real money, what does it have to do with your Gathering Spirit Pill?"

He Mingsen's words were full of sarcasm and disdain.

He now understood that the junk medicine that He Xinyi spent a lot of money to get back came from this kid.

In the end, this kid was still here to help He Xinyi.

Thinking of this, he looked at Song Fangjin, "Fangjin, I'll leave this kid to you, give him a good beating!"

Song Fangjin nodded: "Mr. He, it's a piece of cake to deal with this kid, but..."

"But what?"

He Mingsen frowned.

Song Fangjin said: "I need more money!"

"You take care of him first, and the money is easy to talk about!"

He Mingsen snorted. He thought to himself that Song Fangjin was good in every way, but the only bad thing was that he was too greedy for money.

Fortunately, the He family had enough money, otherwise, they really couldn't afford him.

After getting Mr. He's approval, the abacus in Song Fangjin's head was clattering.

This kid can beat all the He family's security guards down, so his strength should not be weak, and he must be heavily extorted.

He looked at Chen Xiao greedily, as if Chen Xiao was not a person, but a pile of money.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Chen Xiao to satisfy Mr. He, Chen Xiao suddenly spoke: "Are you Tu Junhou's disciple?"

"You know my master?"

Song Fangjin was slightly stunned. He didn't expect this kid to know his master's name.

Then he said with a proud face: "That's right, my teacher is Mr. Tu Junhou, the number one sorcerer in Hong Kong. Now that you know, why don't you quickly kneel down and beg for mercy? Maybe I'll be in a good mood and let you suffer less!"

Chen Xiao ignored his nonsense and continued to ask: "Where is your master?"

"Kid, did you hear what I said? I told you to kneel down, are you deaf?"

Song Fangjin shouted, Chen Xiao's calmness made him very unhappy.

"I said, where is your master?"

Chen Xiao asked again, his tone heavier.

"Damn it, it's really like playing the lute to a cow!"

Chen Xiao's irrelevant answer made Song Fangjin very frustrated and he was already angry.

At this time, Chen Xiao suddenly said: "If you take me to see your master, I can spare you."

"Spare me?"

Song Fangjin laughed in anger, "Kid, the last person who dared to talk to me like that has grass growing more than ten feet tall on his grave, and besides, do you think you can see my master whenever you want? What do you think you are?"

"I knew it would be like this."

Chen Xiao shook his head and sighed, "Since that's the case, then I'll kill you first. If I kill Tu Junhou's disciple, I don't believe he won't come to see me!"