Chapter Thirty: Ten Thousand Taels

  "Cough...cough..." The old woman patted her chest and coughed violently several times: "It's been a long time since I used this trick, but it seems the power is not as strong as before. Alas...I'm really getting old."

  Zhu Ziming and Yan Yilian were shocked, this kind of destructive power was not as good as before, so wasn't this old woman invincible in the past?

  Yan Yun thought of the various mysterious top masters in Jianghu, but none of them could match up to this unassuming old lady, she was like a monster that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

  The seriously injured First Elder and Second Elder stood up, supporting each other, their faces pale and weak, with a hint of fear in their eyes, and said: "Junior has been rude, please forgive me, senior."

  The old woman glared at them: "You almost knocked down my wife, did you know that?"

  "I know, I know, it's all because of my recklessness, please calm down, elder," the two elders were so scared that they almost knelt down, secretly scolding in their hearts, it's all because of this young master, usually so arrogant and domineering, today he finally ran into someone who can't be trifled with.

  The old woman frowned: "Is it just knowing?"

  "Uh..." The First Elder and Second Elder were taken aback for a moment, then hastily asked: "May I ask, Senior, what do you plan to do?"

  Could it be that this extraordinary expert wants to disable his own martial arts or cripple his own legs? The Great Elder's back was drenched in cold sweat, as this kind of monstrous expert often uses such tactics to deal with those who provoke him. The Great Elder couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, today was truly an unlucky day.

  "Pay back the money!" The old lady said with a glint in her eye.

  The two elders were stunned, their hearts filled with both joy and helplessness. They had never seen such a master who loved money so much. But if she didn't love money, they couldn't say whether they would have lost their lives.

  "Haha......" Zhu Ziming burst out laughing, this old woman was really unpredictable. Such a hermit and master, turned out to be someone who loved money like their life, while Yan Yilie smiled and shook his head, thinking to himself that she must be a high-ranking expert on par with Master, maybe Master knew her.

  The old man wiped a cold sweat from his forehead and smiled awkwardly: "Please name your price, senior."

  The old woman had nothing to say, she just raised one finger.

  "Two thousand taels!" asked the two old men tentatively.

  The old woman snorted: "If you're only worth a thousand taels, I'd have finished you off long ago."

  The Great Elder was frightened and pushed the Second Elder, crying out like a child: "Senior, don't listen to his nonsense, we'll pay the 10,000 taels!"

  "This is more like it!" The old lady hugged herself tightly, smiled slightly, and revealed a toothless mouth, looking very strange.

  Ten thousand taels! Zhu Ziming swallowed his saliva, and didn't know what this old freak wanted so much money for. Zhu Ziming suddenly thought that if he had even a tenth of her power, he wouldn't have been forced to death's door by these two stinky old men.

  In times of crisis, he didn't even have the ability to save himself, let alone protect those around him. Thinking about his responsibility as a man - to protect his family - but now he was like a helpless woman, at this moment, Zhu Ziming had a strong urge to learn martial arts.

  "Just...," the old man stuttered, "Just that this junior doesn't have enough silver on him. May I return to my residence to gather more and then give it to senior?"

  "Hmm!" The old lady narrowed her eyes and said: "Don't deceive me, you old thing!"

  The elder bowed and said: "Even if I had the courage of a leopard, I would not dare to deceive you, senior."

  A master of such strength, even in the Jianghu there are only a few, let alone her thick internal force is stronger than the sect leader by several points, how dare the elder play tricks.

  The old man asked: "May I ask, senior, how will this silver be handed over to you tomorrow?"

  The old woman pointed at Zhu Ziming: "Hand it over to him."

  Zhu Ziming was stunned and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that this ten thousand taels is a gift for me?

  "Kid, stop daydreaming. I just asked you to receive it on my behalf," the old lady said with a cold smile as she looked at him with an unusual glint in her eyes: "I also need to stay in your mansion for a few more nights."

  "Zhū Zǐ Míng angrily said: 'Not a single cent will be shared, and you still want to freeload? No way!'"

  Yan Yunli rolled his eyes, how many people wanted this kind of high-end goods to come from their own home and eat and drink for free, but they didn't have the good fortune, yet this kid actually said he wasn't even at the door, had his brain gone rotten?

  The old woman smiled slyly and said: "Hehe, I'll come anyway, can you stop me?"

  Zhu Ziming's mouth twitched, still thinking that his face was already invincible in the world, but he didn't expect this old woman to be even more ruthless.

  During their argument, the two elders said with a hum: "Senior, can we leave now?"

  "Get out!" The old woman waved her sleeve: "Remember to bring money tomorrow."

  "Yes, yes, yes!" The two elders nodded repeatedly, then hurriedly lifted the unconscious Yun Zonghai with the Great Elder. Just now, in the roar, if he hadn't been far away and had true energy to protect his body, he would have died under this Dragon's Roar Skill. It was just that the inner power of the roar had made his internal injuries even more severe, otherwise, he wouldn't have fainted.

  As the two of them carried Yun Zonghai away, the elder couldn't help but turn his head and ask: "May I ask for your esteemed title, senior?"

  The old woman hummed and said: "You are not worthy of knowing......" paused for a moment: "Is Yun Gu's old man dead?"

  Upon hearing the two words "Cloud Valley", the First Elder and Second Elder's eyes widened in shock. It turned out that this old lady was a master from the time of the previous Sect Master, no wonder they had never heard of her before. Their voices trembled as they said: "The previous Sect Master passed away many years ago."

  "Alas..." The old lady sighed and said: "Remember to go back and tell Yun Tianchou that young man, let him take good care of his own son."

  Even the master of the door was called a little boy by her, such a person can't be provoked. The two elders, Da Zhang and Er Zhang, were sweating profusely at the same time, nodded: "Yes!" Then they quickly left with their tails between their legs.

  Not even the lord of Lingyun City is taken seriously, it's too awesome. Zhu Ziming sighed in his heart, unfortunately, he didn't know any martial arts.

  "Go, go to your home," said the old woman.

  "Alas, old lady, I don't have a mansion."

  "No mansion?" The old lady looked at him, dressed in a human-like dog, naturally disbelieving, and snorted: "Could it be that you want to deceive this old lady... and get beaten again!"

  Yan Yinli smiled and said: "Auntie, he really doesn't have a mansion... We were just about to go to the academy, why don't you stay in our academy for now? There are many empty rooms there."

  "Shuyuan?" The old woman nodded: "Alright, I'll follow your advice. You're more reasonable than that young man."

  Zhū Zǐ Míng was speechless. This son-in-law of his still dared to have a luxurious mansion, if his own mother, the old tigress, found out, she would take his life.