Chapter 67

"Stinking beggar, get lost!"

The onlookers, seeing this, whispered among themselves, "I never would have thought that Tufang, who usually bows and scrapes to everyone, has such a tough side."

"But, it’s not entirely his fault. The general store isn’t a charity. If you don’t have money, why come here expecting to get things for free? Even if they were to give something away, it would be at most some cabbages by the roadside."

"The things here are so expensive, why would they give them to you? If they chase you away, just leave. Why are you still lingering here? Do you want to rob them?"

"This place belongs to the sect. If you want to cause trouble here, you must be tired of living..."

"Slap!"

A loud slap echoed from where Zheng Shiyi and the shop assistant stood. The assistant was knocked to the ground.

Zheng Shiyi calmly took out a white handkerchief to wipe his hand, a smile on his face, but to the onlookers, that smile seemed like that of a dangerous wild beast!

This slap stunned everyone. Someone actually dared to hit someone in public!

Tufang, who had been knocked to the ground, clutched his swollen cheek and glared at Zheng Shiyi, threatening, "You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me! I’m telling you, you’re finished!"

"Help! Someone is causing trouble! Someone is hitting people! Hitting people!"

A cold light flashed in Tufang’s eyes, and he shouted, a vindictive smile on his lips.

The onlookers, fearing they might be implicated, quickly retreated away from Zheng Shiyi, muttering, "This kid is asking for death, isn’t he?"

This place belongs to the sect. Even inner disciples wouldn’t dare to cause trouble here. A new disciple daring to hit someone here is definitely asking for death.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my general store!" Not long after Tufang’s shout, a middle-aged man with deep-set eyes and a full forehead stormed out from the back room, furious.

The general store belongs to the sect. No matter how bold someone is, they wouldn’t dare to cause trouble here.

He hurriedly walked towards Zheng Shiyi.

The others, seeing the approaching middle-aged man, whispered, "This is the shopkeeper, Mr. Tong."

"This man has some weight in the sect! Even an elder who caused trouble here was sent to the law enforcement hall and locked in the dungeon."

"A new disciple, Mr. Tong personally dealing with him, will definitely end up in the dungeon. The torture he will endure in the dungeon is beyond our imagination."

It seemed that even without Mr. Tong speaking, everyone had already foreseen Zheng Shiyi’s fate.

Tufang, sitting on the ground, perked up when he saw Mr. Tong approaching. He pointed at Zheng Shiyi and shouted, "Shopkeeper, it’s him! It’s him causing trouble!"

"Look at what he did to me!"

As he spoke, he turned his face, which bore the imprint of five fingers, towards Mr. Tong.

Seeing the deep finger marks, Mr. Tong’s face immediately darkened. Even when punishing a dog, one must consider the owner. His subordinate being hit so hard clearly showed that the other party didn’t respect him.

For those who didn’t respect him, he didn’t need to give them any face.

His face darkened, and a hint of killing intent flickered in his eyes.

Everyone sighed inwardly, Zheng Shiyi was definitely going to die this time.

"Shouldn’t he be hit?" Zheng Shiyi, calculating the sect rules, thought that one slap... might not even be enough to get him sent to the law enforcement hall... another kick wouldn’t be enough either!

Since that was the case... Zheng Shiyi lifted his leg and kicked again! Just one more kick!

"Thud..."

The assistant’s chest ached, and large amounts of blood spurted from his mouth.

Dominant! Ruthless!

The new disciple, dressed as a beggar, displayed a completely different side in a very short time.

Everyone was stunned. Before Mr. Tong appeared, hitting someone was enough. After Mr. Tong came out, he was still so arrogant? Continuing to hit people in front of Mr. Tong, if Mr. Tong didn’t kill him, would he still be Mr. Tong?

Mr. Tong’s chest heaved violently. Although this subordinate was definitely not entirely innocent, such a strong hit...? He couldn’t tolerate it!

He rushed to Zheng Shiyi, raised his hand, and was about to hit him.

Zheng Shiyi kicked the assistant away and sneered, "Are all the people in the general store like this?"

"It’s him! It’s actually him!"

The moment Mr. Tong saw Zheng Shiyi’s face, his body stiffened! When Zheng Shiyi was challenging the “Three Passes,” he happened to pass by and witnessed everything. He naturally knew how formidable Zheng Shiyi was.

"Damn bad luck!" Mr. Tong gritted his teeth in his heart, cursing Tufang countless times, "You low-life! Bullying others is one thing, but why did you provoke Zheng Shiyi? Are you asking for death? You want to die? I haven’t had enough of life yet!"

"Why did you provoke this troublemaker? Don’t you know he successfully passed the ‘Three Passes’?"

"He even dared to kill Wei Zhixing’s grandson and the people of the Three Passes Hall. What else wouldn’t he dare to do? If he challenges the ‘Three Passes’ because of you, I’ll be ruined here!"

Mr. Tong’s attitude did a 180-degree turn. He smiled and apologized to Zheng Shiyi, "Young brother, it’s my fault for not strictly disciplining my subordinates. That fool was disrespectful to you. Please wait a moment."

Mr. Tong turned around, his eyes burning with anger, and quickly ran towards Tufang.

"What’s going on?" Everyone was puzzled by Mr. Tong’s actions. He was clearly about to fight the kid, so why did he turn around?

Seeing Mr. Tong turn around without attacking, Tufang thought Mr. Tong was unsure if the troublemaker was Zheng Shiyi. He quickly pointed at Zheng Shiyi and shouted, "Shopkeeper, it’s that kid who hit me, it’s..."

Before he could finish, a gust of wind blew from the side, and a powerful hand slapped his face.

"Slap!"

He was directly knocked to the ground, and his front teeth... were knocked out onto the ground.

"Shopkeeper, he hit me, why are you hitting me too?" Tufang, holding his red and swollen cheek, looked at Mr. Tong with a grievance.

Mr. Tong glared at him fiercely and shouted, "Low-life, you can’t see the worth of people!"

"Slap!"

Another slap came, and the powerful force sent Tufang rolling several times in the air. White teeth, like grains of rice, fell to the ground.

"Shopkeeper, what did I do wrong? Why are you hitting me?" Tufang’s face was swollen, and blood spurted from his mouth.

Mr. Tong raised his hand and slapped Tufang again, knocking him to the ground, "What did you do wrong? Don’t you know?"

Tufang, feeling so wronged that he cried, "I really don’t know!"

"Slap!"

Another slap hit Tufang’s face, sending him rolling forward three times.

Everyone was stunned by this scene. What did this assistant do wrong for Mr. Tong to hit him?

Mr. Tong, ignoring Tufang’s confusion, dragged him to Zheng Shiyi and ordered, "Apologize to this young brother!"

"Apologize to him too?" Tufang thought the boss must be crazy, hitting him without reason and then making him apologize to this guy.

Tufang, increasingly confused, wailed, "Shopkeeper, I’ve worked for you so many times, without any merit, at least with effort. I really don’t understand why you’re hitting me."

"The item this kid wanted was reserved by an inner disciple. Isn’t it right to sell things to those who come first? What’s wrong with me not selling it to him?"

Tufang deliberately mentioned the inner disciple, hoping to make Mr. Tong stop.

The onlookers, hearing this, sighed, "What did this assistant do wrong? The inner disciple reserved the item, and he didn’t sell it to others. What’s wrong with that?"

Zheng Shiyi frowned slightly and said, "I hit you not for any other reason. Just because you looked down on me and hit me first..."

"Low-life, still not admitting your mistake!" How could Mr. Tong not know Tufang’s little schemes? If you hadn’t provoked this troublemaker, would he have hit you?

So what if the item was reserved by an inner disciple? This troublemaker can pass the “Three Passes”!

Without more words, another slap hit Tufang’s face, knocking him to the ground, "Still being stubborn?"

Tufang, with tears streaming down his face, wanted to defend himself, but Mr. Tong’s relentless beating finally made him realize that if he persisted, he would be beaten to death by Mr. Tong.

He dared not argue anymore and immediately knelt down, banging his head on the ground, and apologized, "Young master, I’m a low-life, I can’t see the worth of people."

"Please, young master, be magnanimous and don’t take it to heart. Forgive me this time. I beg you!"

Mr. Tong, who had been stern, now smiled and said to Zheng Shiyi, "Young brother, I’ve disciplined this low-life. Can we let this matter go?"

At this moment, Mr. Tong, who was usually high and mighty, was extremely sincere in his request to Zheng Shiyi.

Zheng Shiyi curiously observed Mr. Tong. He was so domineering when he first appeared, but his attitude changed drastically upon seeing him. Why?

Mr. Tong leaned in and whispered to Zheng Shiyi, "Brother Shiyi, the assistant is a low-life, don’t take it to heart. The ‘Three Passes’... there’s no need to do it for him, right?"

Shiyi? Three Passes? Zheng Shiyi suddenly understood. It turns out... the shopkeeper reined in his arrogance because he knew his identity! This shopkeeper doesn’t seem to be a good person either... there’s no need to be polite with him!

Zheng Shiyi pointed to the counter and said, "I heard these items were reserved by an inner disciple?"

Mr. Tong shook his head repeatedly, "No! Young brother, don’t listen to that low-life. How much do you want? I’ll pack it for you."

At this moment, Mr. Tong was eager to send this troublemaker away, not caring about anything else.

Zheng Shiyi, understanding why Mr. Tong was afraid of him, said without hesitation, "Is that so? Then pack everything for me."

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