Chapter 67

"Frankly, I don’t really understand architecture!"

After a moment of thought, Jing Yan shook his head.

"Master Jing Yan, this... Can I find someone to repair the weapon shop later? I promise to make it look brand new." Jing Mingyang stood there, his face turning pale and tense.

When he heard that Jing Yan didn’t understand architecture, he quickly put on a smiling face and spoke.

He hadn’t forgotten that just a moment ago, because he delayed the Brilliant Weapon Shop for a bit, Jing Yan demanded 2,400 spirit stones as compensation! How much would the damage to the weapon shop cost?

Before he acted, he naturally didn’t care. If Jing Yan asked him to pay, he would pay? He wasn’t stupid.

But now, he really didn’t dare not to pay. Jing Yan had beaten Jing Yujin into a pig’s head. If he didn’t know his place, he might end up in bed for months too.

Thinking of this, Jing Mingyang felt a chill.

"How could I let you do that?"

"Still, no, I can’t waste your time!" Jing Yan smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth.

"Alright, I won’t calculate it in detail. Just like the compensation for affecting the weapon shop’s business, let’s make it 2,400 spirit stones." Jing Yan waved his hand.

Hearing Jing Yan’s words, Jing Mingyang almost fainted.

A little damage to the weapon shop’s walls, and he had to pay over 2,000 spirit stones? Damn, even if the entire shop was sold, it wouldn’t be worth this much!

Jing Mingyang felt like crying but couldn’t.

"2,400 for the building damage, 2,400 for the business loss. Add them up... hmm, let’s make it 5,000 spirit stones." Jing Yan smiled gently.

"Ah?" Jing Mingyang called out instinctively.

What?

2,400 plus 2,400 equals 5,000 spirit stones?

Damn, how did you calculate that? Where did the extra 200 spirit stones come from?

"Master Jing Yan, 2,400 plus 2,400..." Jing Mingyang mustered the courage to correct him.

"Hmm?" Jing Yan’s expression suddenly turned cold, the smile on his face vanishing instantly.

Jing Mingyang felt a chill and quickly shut his mouth.

"5,000 spirit stones, hand them over. I still have to participate in the competition, so I can’t waste much time." Jing Yan narrowed his eyes, staring at Jing Mingyang.

"But... but I don’t have that many spirit stones on me." Jing Mingyang’s face looked like he was constipated.

"How many do you have?" Jing Yan asked.

"Only... only about 1,000 spirit stones." Jing Mingyang recalled.

"Alright, hand them over first. For the remaining spirit stones, you have two days to prepare and then give them to Uncle Chenxing. If you don’t take my words seriously, you can try it out." Jing Yan’s eyes flickered.

Jing Mingyang trembled slightly, taking out all the spirit stones he had, which indeed amounted to about 1,200.

"Jing Mingyang, in the future, if anyone affects Uncle Chenxing’s business in the market, I will hold you responsible. Remember that." Jing Yan said calmly.

"Alright, you can leave now. Oh, put all the materials back in the shop before you go." Jing Yan waved his hand and added.

Jing Mingyang felt like a million horses were galloping through his heart, but he didn’t dare say a word.

He led the market guards to move the materials back into the shop. Then, without even caring about Jing Yujin, he disappeared down the alley.

Jing Yujin, with a swollen face, was trying to sneak away.

"Jing Yujin, did I tell you to leave?" Jing Yan said with a smile.

Jing Yujin’s body froze.

"What... what more do you want?" Jing Yujin turned her head, tears welling in her eyes.

Living for decades, she had never experienced such humiliation and委屈.

"Forget it, seeing you like this, I won’t hold it against you. Get lost. Oh, take Jing Chuanling with you." Jing Yan looked at Jing Yujin with disgust.

Jing Yujin hurriedly left.

The surrounding martial artists, still in shock, gradually dispersed.

The news that Jing Yujin had been beaten into a pig’s head by Jing Yan had already spread from the Western Market to the entire Donglin City.

"Jing Yan, you... might be in trouble! Are you prepared for the Grand Elder?" Jing Chenxing asked with concern.

"Uncle Chenxing, don’t worry about this. It won’t be easy for the Grand Elder to deal with me. Take these spirit stones." Jing Yan said kindly to Jing Chenxing.

"No way!" Jing Chenxing shook his head.

"Uncle Chenxing, with these spirit stones, plus the 5,000 spirit stones Jing Mingyang will pay, you can rent a larger weapon shop. Your skills are excellent; with a good location, your business will surely thrive." Jing Yan smiled.

"That’s not right, how can I take your spirit stones! Jing Yan, don’t say more, I won’t take them." Jing Chenxing refused firmly.

Jing Yan frowned.

After a moment of thought, he smiled again, "Uncle Chenxing, how about this: you manage a weapon shop, and these spirit stones can be considered as an investment, okay?"

"Oh?" Jing Chenxing’s eyes flickered.

Jing Chenxing had once been a promising member of the Jing family. After losing a leg, he rarely entered the Jing family compound. But he wasn’t willing to sink into despair. He just lacked a good opportunity.

With these 5,000 spirit stones...

Jing Chenxing’s thoughts were stirred.

"Alright, that works. Jing Yan, rest assured, I will make the weapon shop successful." Jing Chenxing said firmly.

"Good, I believe you can do it." Jing Yan nodded, "Now, I need to register for the family competition. Brother Qingyan, shall we go together?"

"Ah? Sure, sure!" Jing Qingyan was still in a daze, the events of the day feeling like a dream.

How could Jing Yan’s strength have become so strong?

The guards with Ninth Level Martial Dao cultivation were like chickens in front of Jing Yan, utterly helpless.

...

The Jing family, the square!

This was a vast square.

At this moment, a large number of Jing family members had gathered on the square. The crowd was dense and continuous.

The family competition, held every five years, was about to begin. For the young members of the Jing family, the competition was a great opportunity to prove themselves.

Moreover, they could receive substantial resource rewards.

Even those who couldn’t participate in the competition would come to watch if they had no important matters to attend to.

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(Thank you to the book friends for the support and donations. This is the fourth update today. The book still hasn’t received any official recommendations, so the data on favorites and recommendations can only rely on the lovely and respected book friends. Finally, I hope those who like this book can take some time to recommend it to friends who enjoy reading. Thank you! I will continue to work hard to write more exciting stories.)

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