Chapter 75

Looking at the boy in front of him, who was no more than seven or eight years old, with a naive face, even with a runny nose, and a scar on his forehead, Li Chen felt a moment of dizziness, as if he saw the children of Uncle Niu and Aunt Liu.

"Great hero, just a few copper coins will do!"

In the cold wind, San Gouzi sniffed, feeling a bit uneasy under Li Chen's gaze, but still boldly asked.

"Take me to the largest trading house in the city!"

Li Chen lowered his head, hiding the moisture in his eyes, and glanced at the boy's bare toes and the thin, tattered clothes that could not conceal his emaciated, small body.

"Hey, this way, take a shortcut, just two streets away!"

San Gouzi's already bright eyes suddenly sparkled, and he eagerly pointed to an alley, leading Li Chen inside.

Swish!

As Li Chen stepped into the alley corner, a large patch of white ash suddenly appeared ahead, enveloping him.

Remaining calm, he slightly lowered his head, and the large cloak shielded his eyes.

Bang!

A dull thud sounded, and a thick iron rod swung down toward his head.

Li Chen grunted, his body swayed several times, and he fell to the ground.

"Ah, you said you wouldn't kill anyone!"

San Gouzi's face turned pale as he saw three men walk out from the corner.

"Get lost, don't block Grandpa's way to wealth!"

The burly man with a scarred face slapped him away and bent down to search Li Chen's body.

"What about my younger brothers and sisters?"

San Gouzi, unable to withstand the slap, immediately spat out blood, but still managed to ask through the pain.

"Ha ha, don't worry, they won't die. We still need them to lure more fools!"

"Ha ha!"

The men laughed wildly, and with their hands, they roughly pulled Li Chen up to search him.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A series of crisp sounds echoed, and the three men were stunned, looking at their bent arms in disbelief, about to scream.

But the sudden pain in their abdomens made them swallow their screams.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Li Chen, unharmed, slapped the back of their heads three times, turned around with a calm expression.

"You, you, you didn't die?"

San Gouzi, crouching in fear, his eyes full of terror, fainted from the shock, hunger, and cold.

"Ah!"

Li Chen sighed, looking at the four men lying on the ground.

These tricks were familiar to Li Chen from his time in Luo Huang City, and with his early second-stage martial body, they could never harm him. He just pretended to see what was going on.

The actions of the three men clearly showed they had done this many times. Li Chen was confident that his strikes would either turn them into mindless idiots or leave them as dead bodies in the alley, ignored by all.

As for whether they had young children to feed or an eighty-year-old mother bedridden at home, these were not things he could consider.

Having experienced so many life and death situations, Li Chen had become more detached. In the past, he might have just given them a lesson and let them go.

But for such people, they would only forget their pain once healed. Killing them was just that.

Li Chen bent down to open San Gouzi's eyelids, felt his wrist, and gently pressed his chest.

"Ugh"

San Gouzi woke up with a frown, seeing an enlarged ugly face, and immediately shrank back to the corner, "Hero, no, sir, spare my life, I have younger brothers and sisters to take care of."

"Find a place to live in the countryside, this city is not suitable for you!"

In a city full of dragons and snakes, it was not a place for these half-grown children to make a living, only to become tools for some forces to make money or vent their desires.

Li Chen sighed, took out a money bag from his pocket, and placed it in San Gouzi's arms, then left.

San Gouzi stared at his departing back for a long time, only regaining his senses when a cold wind blew past him.

He bravely searched the three men, pulled off a piece of clothing, and wrapped all the valuables before hurriedly leaving.

No one would notice what happened in the quiet alley, and even if they did, no one would care. The world was cold and indifferent, and this was just a minor episode in the vast world.

"Sir, where is the window for selling treasures?"

In the grand hall of Songyang City, Li Chen stopped a servant-dressed warrior and asked.

"See that? That's where you sell things!"

The servant, about twenty years old, glanced at him with disdain, pointed to a corridor inside, and then walked away.

The Treasure Gathering Pavilion was the largest shop in Songyang City. Not knowing where the window was clearly indicated he was a low-level warrior from the countryside.

No wonder the servant was indifferent, with a quick glance, he saw Li Chen's rustic appearance and knew he had nothing valuable, so he didn't bother to guide him or wait for a reward.

"Thank you!"

Li Chen was not bothered, walking straight to the corridor, having seen such attitudes many times.

Moreover, he had never been in such a large shop before, so it was natural to be dazzled.

Soon, he arrived at the corridor, and looking around, he saw eight signs, each detailing various categories of treasures to be sold.

People were coming and going, entering and queuing at the doors with signs.

Whether it was a low-level treasure or a common treasure, as long as it was of a certain grade, the seller did not want others to know. These private rooms provided some protection.

Li Chen glanced around and stood in line at the private room for selling weapons, waiting.

"Hey, friend, what are you selling?"

A young warrior with a weasel-like face approached, dressed like an adventurer, and asked curiously.

Li Chen frowned, even though he had never been to such a large shop, he knew that inquiring about what someone was selling was extremely taboo, so he closed his eyes and waited as if he hadn't heard.

"Hey, I have some good stuff, want it?"

The weasel-faced youth was not angry, speaking in a mysterious, low voice.

Li Chen still ignored him, waiting for the few people in front to finish so he could sell his items.

The weasel-faced youth was at a loss, nodding to a few people nearby, who then entered the corridor and joined the line behind Li Chen, with only the youth between them.

The weasel-faced youth then introduced his treasure to the others, taking out a fist-sized golden-white object from his pocket and talking about it.

They were talking well, but perhaps the price was not agreed upon, and they started arguing, pushing and shoving in the corridor, occasionally bumping into Li Chen.

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