Ming Zhitian, with a look of amusement, took out eighty thousand Divine Martial Coins from his storage bag: "Do you think I'm someone who lacks money?"
Xiao Linglong chuckled, her covetous gaze falling on him. Ming Zhitian jiggled the coin pouch in his hand, and she couldn't help but crane her neck.
Ming Zhitian put away the coin pouch, picked up the saber, and held it to her throat: "I don't offend those who don't offend me. I came to Huayang City with good intentions, and you sold me out. A true gentleman would not let this insult stand. The best time to act is now. You can die."
"Wait, wait, wait! Brother..." Xiao Linglong struggled, her legs kicking frantically, but her bound body was immobile.
Ming Zhitian's mind whirred. He dropped the saber: "Exactly, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. You sold me once, and I'll sell you once. Let you taste the humiliation!"
To sell her to the slave market, to be at the mercy of others, she was still a maiden. It would be better to kill her with one blow.
Xiao Linglong cried, truly cried: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Brother. I really didn't think that much. It's all your fault! If you hadn't seen my body, I wouldn't have had to deceive you and sell myself... Wuwuwu..."
Ming Zhitian pinched her pointed chin: "Oh? So, you blame me?"
Xiao Linglong cried even harder, shaking her head repeatedly: "I don't blame you... wuwu..." Her tears flew, splattering all over Ming Zhitian's face.
"Alright, stop crying!" Ming Zhitian commanded.
Xiao Linglong choked back her sobs: "So fierce..."
Ming Zhitian pinched the little fleshy bit on her cheek. Xiao Linglong, startled, glared: "What are you doing?"
Ming Zhitian stood up and untied the Immortal Binding Rope from her: "Since I've seen your body and you've harmed me, we're even. Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll let you go. However, you are not allowed to harm others in the future."
Seeing her unresponsive, Ming Zhitian prompted: "Do you understand?!"
Xiao Linglong snapped back to attention: "Oh, oh, I understand."
"Barker, let's go."
After Ming Zhitian left, Xiao Linglong slowly regained her senses and reacted: "Ming Zhitian! You actually admitted you saw my body?! I'm not done with you! I'm sticking with you for life!"
...
Returning to the Bounty Pavilion in Huayang City, he submitted the task item, the bandit leader 'Blood-Red Robe'.
The administrator first glanced at Ming Zhitian, finding it incredible. He then took the 'Blood-Red Robe', the map, and the beginner's order, and produced a small money pouch:
"Here. This is your reward, thirty thousand Divine Martial Coins."
"Thank you." Ming Zhitian took it and put it into his storage bag. With the previous fifty thousand, he now had over eighty thousand Divine Martial Coins.
The administrator said with satisfaction: "Talent emerges in every generation. Young friend, you are truly awe-inspiring."
Ming Zhitian turned to leave. The administrator called out: "Young friend, would you like to try a medium-level task?"
Ming Zhitian turned back and waved: "No, thank you. I've earned enough money."
The administrator was perplexed. It was the first time he had heard such a novel phrase: "Earned... enough money?"
As soon as he exited the Bounty Pavilion, he encountered several slave guards. They had tracked his movements based on an informant's sighting:
"He's there!"
Just as Ming Zhitian descended the stairs, the slave guards surrounded him: "Kid, we've been looking for you! Come back with us, and we won't have to use force."
Ming Zhitian, in a good mood, replied: "Alright, let's go."
The slave guards lowered their guard: "So obedient? That's rare."
Ming Zhitian followed them back to the slave market and handed one thousand Divine Martial Coins to the slave owner: "You bought me for five hundred Divine Martial Coins. I want to redeem myself now. I'll give you an extra five hundred, how about that?"
"Deal!"
Ming Zhitian was finally free. He took a deep breath of spiritual energy: "Freedom feels wonderful."
"Wait." Ming Zhitian called out to the slave owner.
The slave owner asked: "Something wrong?"
Ming Zhitian extended his hand: "Give me the antidote."
The slave owner shook his head: "Sorry, there is no antidote."
Ming Zhitian became angry: "What do you mean?"
The slave owner showed no fear: "Just what I said. Don't mess around. This is my territory. Before I lose my temper, you'd better get lost."
When one is under another's roof, one must bow one's head. Ming Zhitian left dejectedly. Suddenly, he thought of someone.
Xiao Linglong had been following him. Ming Zhitian stopped, not turning his head: "Barker, go bite her."
"Awooo~!" Barker turned and lunged towards Xiao Linglong, who was hiding in the corner!