flstandardbreds Chapter 171 Subduing Zhou Hanxiao
Chapter 171 Subduing Zhou Hanxiao
Chapter 171 Subduing Zhou Hanxiao
"Brother Zhuo Yang, you've put me in a difficult position!"
Zhou Hanxiao smiled bitterly and sighed.
The Golden Winged Fire Pill was still in sight, and Zhuo Yang was determined to make him watch it longingly.
"What's so difficult about it? I'm giving it to you, not to the Dragon Court!" Zhuo Yang feigned surprise and even frowned.
Zhou Hanxiao hesitated for a long time, then looked up at Zhuo Yang and suddenly exclaimed, "Brother Zhuo Yang, it's only been half a day, how come your hair has grown so long? You look like a woman..."
It was clearly an attempt to change the subject; he had already seen it.
Zhou Hanxiao dared not accept Zhuo Yang's gift, simply because the position of the Southeast District Supervisor of Longting was too sensitive. If she accepted Zhuo Yang's gift, people would say that Zhou Hanxiao had accepted a bribe.
Although the Dragon Court is not a government agency, or even a state-owned enterprise, in the eyes of cultivators, the Dragon Court's status is extraordinary and represents something remarkable.
"How I style my hair is my own business!" Zhuo Yang's face darkened. He pretended to take back the pills with his hands behind his back, then turned his back to Zhou Hanxiao.
The Golden Winged Fire Pill remained in Zhou Hanxiao's sight, still in his palm.
Swallowing hard, Zhou Han smiled and shook his head, saying, "Brother Zhuo Yang, I appreciate your kindness, but I really cannot accept the pills!"
"Then I'll give it to Wu Changming as a gift to Long Ting!" Zhuo Yang snorted and walked away.
"and many more!"
Zhou Hanxiao shouted loudly, her voice cracking.
He quickly ran to Zhuo Yang's side and chuckled, "I am the manager of the Southeast District of Longting. If you give the pills to Longting, I will express my gratitude on behalf of Longting!"
"Hmph!" Zhuo Yang turned to face him, a half-smile on his face, and asked, "I have a question. Who do you plan to give this Golden Winged Starfire Pill to? Or rather, who will the Dragon Court allocate it to?"
Zhou Hanxiao rubbed his hands together and lowered his voice, saying, "The distribution rights of the pills obtained by our Southeast District branch are definitely in my hands as the supervisor. It just so happens that my Golden Core cultivation has reached perfection, so it's suitable for me to take this pill!"
Zhuo Yang curled his lips, thinking to himself, "You really know how to play games. You've turned what I gave you into a gift that I'm giving to Long Ting. How righteous is that!"
With a flick of her wrist, the golden pill flew into the air, and Zhou Hanxiao used her Eagle Claw technique to catch it in her palm with lightning speed.
"Brother Zhuoyang, I won't say anything else. I will never forget your kindness!" Zhou Hanxiao became serious and bowed.
Zhuo Yang returned the cupped-hand salute and said with a faint smile, "Brother Zhou, you're too kind. We're doing this for mutual benefit. The last batch of pills was a trade, and for the next batch, no matter how many pills are produced, I'll take half!"
"No problem!" Zhou Hanxiao waved her hand, exuding an air of extravagance. "Just based on the gift you gave to Longting, giving you the title of guest elder is no problem, and you'll receive a salary every month!"
His eyes darted around, it was very lewd.
Zhuo Yang's lips twitched, and he resolutely refused: "Longting owes me wages, I'm not going!"
A mere guest elder thinks he can get rid of me? I'm using a Golden Winged Fire Pill to win over the top executives of the Dragon Court!
Zhou Hanxiao didn't press the matter, but paced restlessly for a moment before saying, "Brother Zhuoyang, I'll head back now. I'll come to Lingzhou to treat you to drinks in a month or three months!"
Zhuo Yang nodded indifferently: "I hope we won't become enemies when we meet again someday!"
"I will never be your enemy in this lifetime!" Zhou Hanxiao laughed loudly, his scheming demeanor gone, replaced by a heroic spirit.
Longting's truck left, taking Zhou Hanxiao and the others with it. 101 Manor fell silent. A gentle breeze stirred Zhuo Yang's long hair, making him appear graceful.
"It's done. The Dragon Court will never easily cause me trouble again!"
Zhuo Yang gave Zhou Hanxiao the pills with the intention of getting back at Long Ting. He didn't want to oppose Long Ting, nor did he want a sword hanging over his head. So, by spending a little money, he made Long Ting, this sword, his friend.
Although there were utilitarian factors involved, Zhuo Yang still had a good impression of Zhou Hanxiao, so he gave the pills to him instead of just throwing them to Long Ting.
"Master, your hair?"
Huang Jiaxin stood quietly to the side, unable to hold back her question, her face inexplicably turning red.
How can a man be more handsome than a woman?
I hadn't noticed Zhuo Yang getting more and more handsome before...
Zhuo Yang turned to look at her and smiled faintly, "Jiaxin, what kind of hairstyle do you think would suit my temperament best?"
Huang Jiaxin's eyes practically sparkled with admiration as she said naively, "You look great like this, but you need to be careful with your clothes. Sports clothes are so baggy, it's hard to tell if it's a man or a woman..."
"Hehe!" Zhuo Yang's lips twitched. He immediately drew his dragon-patterned sword, cut off his hair, leaving a messy, choppy style that looked somewhat disheveled yet beautiful.
“He’s such a tomboy, my son can even dress up as a girl!” Zhuo Yuze stood under the porch, laughing heartily.
His face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and Zhuo Yang said in a deep voice, "Dad, have you thought about how to make me a rich second generation?"
Zhuo Yuze froze, pretended to check the sky, and went back inside.
Thankfully, Mom wasn't home, otherwise Zhuo Yang would have been ridiculed to death. Speaking of which, every time he was trained by Lei Huo, his physical body would be greatly strengthened, but why did his hair always grow so long?
Zhuo Yang was very annoyed. He stared at the little rascal who was secretly laughing on the wall, picked her up, and went to the back mountain.
Under the shade of a tree, Little Black appeared with a grand entrance, dragging its enormous body.
Then a group of rats, lined up and walking with their heads held high, passed by Zhuo Yang like a military parade.
"What's going on?" Zhuo Yang was getting increasingly annoyed and glared at Xiao Diao.
Xiao Hei is calm and collected, and would never dare to train mice haphazardly, so that leaves only Xiao Diao.
"Squeak!"
Little Diao immediately knelt on the ground and wrote on the writing board for Zhuo Yang to see: "Master, I'm innocent! It was these intelligent mice that came up with the idea on their own!"
"I don't believe you for a second, you little brat are wicked!" Zhuo Yang snorted. "How's the training going for these rats? If we send them out now, will they be able to complete the surveillance mission?"
Little Diao puffed out his chest and showed off his writing board: "Mission accomplished!"
Zhuo Yang reached out and gave Xiao Diao a heavy tap on the head: "Speak properly to me, or you'll be locked up!"
Little Diao held his head in a miserable state and quickly agreed.
After she finished writing, she revealed the writing board: "Master, these twenty-seven mice don't know how to read yet, but I can understand what humans say!"
"That's good. Send them all out immediately to keep a close watch on the key points on the map, 24 hours a day!" Zhuo Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with killing intent. "Forget about the Fu family, I've already wiped them out."
The enemy lurking in the shadows is ruthless and cunning, so Zhuo Yang cannot show weakness. First, he must establish an intelligence system, because only by knowing himself and his enemy can he win every battle.
"Order!"
Little Diao patted its chest twice, then gave the mice a squeaking lecture. Afterward, the twenty-seven mice rushed down the tombstone hill in a group...