"Master He, you have always been kind and virtuous, blessed with great fortune. The Tengger God will surely grant you eternal life, and I will remain by your side."
Song Fangjin said with a smile, the fat on his face jiggling merrily.
"Mm!"
He Mingsen agreed wholeheartedly, his mood greatly improved. He waved his hand grandly, "Give that young man from earlier another million for nutritional support!"
"Master He is benevolent! I thank you on his behalf!"
Song Fangjin cupped his fist, his eyes filled with greed.
He had a fixed price for his life-borrowing rituals: ten million each time, which could extend one's life by seven days.
And over ninety-nine percent of this money flowed directly into Song Fangjin's pockets.
As for the young man whose life was just borrowed, Song Fangjin had dismissed him with a mere thousand yuan.
He was an addict, his life was cheap, and a thousand yuan would allow him to live it up for a few more days.
As for the million yuan for nutritional support, it naturally had nothing to do with him.
"Alright, I'm tired and wish to rest."
He Mingsen yawned.
"Then I shall take my leave."
Song Fangjin bowed respectfully, showing great deference to He Mingsen.
He Mingsen's eyes gleamed with pride, and he inwardly sighed at the power of money.
Even a master of sorcery like Song Fangjin had to bow and scrape before him!
Just as Song Fangjin was about to leave, the old butler rushed in with a panicked expression, "Master He, Young Master Xinwu is here and wishes to see you!"
He Mingsen grumbled with displeasure, "It's so late, why is he here? I'm tired, tell him to come tomorrow!"
"I told him so, but, but Young Master Xinwu wouldn't listen..."
Before the old butler could finish speaking, a commotion was heard from outside. Then, a security guard flew in, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Following him, He Xinwu walked in.
Seeing He Xinwu's audacity, He Mingsen was instantly enraged. He roared, "You beast, what do you think you're doing?"
He Xinwu's face was contorted in a pained expression as he innocently explained, "Grandfather, I didn't hit him..."
Before he could finish, He Xinyi walked in.
"It's you, girl?"
Upon seeing He Xinyi, He Mingsen's anger intensified. "I have already expelled you from the He family, yet you dare to return? Are you seeking death?"
However, before He Xinyi could speak, a nonchalant voice suddenly cut through the air.
"Old Master He, at your age, you still have such a temper? You live in a mansion, yet you make your own granddaughter live in a shack and eat instant noodles. You old scoundrel are truly not a good person!"
Chen Xiao, after dealing with the last security guard, strolled leisurely into the hall.
"You scoundrel! Who are you?"
Seeing a stranger in his home, who had beaten up his security guards and insulted him, He Mingsen exploded in fury.
"Where are the security guards? Where have they all gone? What the hell are they paid for?"
Chen Xiao chuckled lightly and said calmly, "Old man, you don't need to shout. All your security guards have been taken down by me. They won't be coming in."
He Mingsen's eyes narrowed, and he immediately became vigilant.
He had spent a fortune hiring over a hundred security personnel for his home, most of whom were retired special forces soldiers, and even included some highly skilled martial artists. And this brat had dealt with all of them?
This was an old fox. Once he realized Chen Xiao was no ordinary person, he calmed down, at least outwardly, appearing less enraged than before.
He said slowly, "Let me guess, you're here because He Xinyi, that brat, hired you to get revenge for her?"
Chen Xiao scoffed dismissively, "You're wrong. He Xinyi can't afford me!"
"Then what are you here for?"
He Mingsen grew more confused with every word. This brat was clearly here with ill intentions, but he didn't know why.
Chen Xiao's lips curved upwards, "I'm here to collect a debt."
Upon hearing this, He Mingsen burst into laughter.
"This is absurd. We've never met, yet you're here to collect a debt from me? Young man, haven't you inquired about me? I, He Mingsen, have plenty of money, more than anything else. Do you think I owe anyone anything?"
Chen Xiao shook his head and said earnestly, "You're wrong again. The debt I speak of is not money, but life! You consumed my Ju Ling Dan, yet you show no gratitude. You must return your life to me!"
"You're becoming more preposterous and unreasonable by the second! My life was bought with my own hard-earned money. What does it have to do with your Ju Ling Dan?"
He Mingsen's words were filled with disdain and mockery.
He had now understood that the shoddy pill He Xinyi had spent a fortune acquiring was obtained from this brat.
In the end, this brat was still here to stand up for He Xinyi.
With this thought, he looked at Song Fangjin, "Fangjin, this brat is yours. Deal with him severely!"
Song Fangjin nodded, "Master He, dealing with this brat is a small matter, however..."
"However what?"
He Mingsen frowned.
Song Fangjin said, "You'll have to pay me extra!"
"Deal with him first, and we can discuss the money!"
He Mingsen snorted. He thought that Song Fangjin was excellent in every way, except for his insatiable greed.
Fortunately, the He family had enough money, otherwise, they couldn't afford him.
Having received Master He's consent, Song Fangjin's mind was calculating rapidly.
This brat could take down all of the He family's security guards, so his strength must not be weak. He had to extort a hefty sum.
He looked at Chen Xiao with greed, as if Chen Xiao were not a person, but a pile of cash.
As he pondered how to deal with Chen Xiao to satisfy Master He, Chen Xiao suddenly spoke, "Are you the disciple of Tu Junhou?"
"You know my master?"
Song Fangjin was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected this brat to know his master's name.
He then said proudly, "That's right. My esteemed master, Mr. Tu Junhou, the number one sorcery master in Hong Kong. Since you know him, why don't you immediately kneel and beg for mercy? Perhaps if I'm in a good mood, I can let you suffer a little less!"
Chen Xiao ignored his rambling and continued, "Where is your master?"
"Brat, didn't you hear me? I told you to kneel. Are you deaf?"
Song Fangjin started yelling. Chen Xiao's calm demeanor greatly annoyed him.
"I said, where is your master?"
Chen Xiao asked again, his tone intensifying.
"Damn it, talking to a brick wall!"
Chen Xiao's evasive answers made Song Fangjin extremely frustrated, and he began to get angry.
At this moment, Chen Xiao suddenly said, "If you take me to see your master, I will spare your life."
"Spare my life?"
Song Fangjin laughed in anger, "Brat, the last person who dared to speak to me like that has a grave mound over a meter high. Moreover, do you think you can just meet my master? What do you think you are?"
"I knew this would happen."
Chen Xiao shook his head and sighed, "Since that's the case, I'll kill you first. If I kill Tu Junhou's disciple, I don't believe he won't come to see me!"