"That's not something you need to worry about."
"Anyway, I'll have a way when the time comes."
Jiang Fan was too lazy to argue with Guo Mazi, this guy wanted to threaten him, he was simply out of his mind.
If there weren't villagers around, he would've slapped this insidious fellow to death by now.
What?!
Upon hearing this, Guo Mazi was shocked; he didn't expect Jiang Fan would become so bold now.
If it were before, this guy would definitely be scared into submission and not dare to say anything.
But now, he completely disregards him, appearing confident.
Does this guy have the money to pay the monthly salary?
That's why he doesn't care about his threats?!
The problem is where does this guy get so much money, could Uncle Jiang have left so much money even after he's dead?
If that's the case, it's quite normal for him to be so confident.
"I see."
"Since you don't need it, Xiaojiang, I won't insist."
"After all, who in Osmanthus Village doesn't know I'm always ready to lend a helping hand."
"If you want to sell the Upturned Boat later, feel free to come to me, the price is negotiable."
Guo Mazi quickly shifted gears, without lingering longer, and promptly left.
Being someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong, seeing things can't be done, he didn't insist.
However, he wouldn't give up, for an Upturned Boat is worth a good amount of money when sold.
Who knows how long these earnings could afford him a nice lifestyle; he was determined to get it.
"Tch, Guo Mazi is just full of bad intentions."
"He's always tricking others into selling their boats, it's simply outrageous."
"It's said this kid often takes villagers to the Fish Cage's casino to gamble, even gamble their lives away."
"To pay off debts, they are forced to sell their boats, and finally, they drown themselves."
"You must not fall for this kid's trap, he specializes in predatory deals."
At this moment, Zhao Ziqiang saw the scene, stepped forward to remind.
He's always disliked Guo Mazi, who was a plague in Osmanthus Village.
However, Guo Mazi was familiar with the Dragon King Gang, and with backing, no one could do anything to him.
"Yeah, this kid does no good but all sorts of evil, sooner or later he will perish."
Song Fugui also agreed, grumblingly speaking.
He didn't dare to badmouth someone face to face, but he was bold enough to curse a few times seeing the person leave.
He was also very displeased with Guo Mazi's behavior.
"Uncle Zhao, Uncle Song, I understand, I won't fall for his tricks."
Jiang Fan nodded.
He knew these two uncles cared about him and worried about him being deceived.
However, having lived two lives, he was naturally aware of Guo Mazi's thoughts.
With a farewell to the neighbors, Jiang Fan returned home quickly and shut the door.
"Husband, I didn't expect Uncle Meng to die too."
Su Weiwei sighed, she always felt like everyone around her was leaving, but she was helpless.
This world is just too hard.
"Nothing we can do, people have unpredictable fortunes and misfortunes, and the sky unpredictable storms."
"We can only take care of ourselves."
Jiang Fan hugged Su Weiwei, comforting her.
"Yeah."
Su Weiwei nodded; she was also a tough person, only a bit sentimental seeing familiar people leave.
After comforting her for a moment, Jiang Fan went to an empty room.
This empty room was his training room.
Although using the power of Luck Points can quickly enhance Martial Arts Cultivation, daily hard training is indispensable.
Only this way can he become more familiar with the power of his own body.
Soaring Snake Breathing Technique!
In an instant, Jiang Fan stood still, recollecting the content of the Soaring Snake Technique.
At this moment, his pulse and heart seemed to begin to beat slowly.
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale…
At this moment, Jiang Fan instantly entered the state of cultivation, as if he became a Soaring Snake.
With the process of breathing, mysterious substances between heaven and earth permeated every pore on his body, turning into cloud snakes roaming every corner of his body.
This world exists beyond ordinary martial artists because there is a vast amount of mysterious energy between heaven and earth.
And the breathing techniques in Martial Arts Techniques can resonate with heaven and earth, devouring these mysterious substances.
That's why Martial Arts Techniques are essential.
Many martial arts schools and noble families regard cultivation techniques as heirlooms.
If not for an enormous price, it would be impossible to obtain a book on Martial Arts Cultivation.
So Jiang Fan being able to obtain a top Martial Arts Cultivation technique for free is indeed a tremendous fortune, a rare encounter.
Rumble~~
Instantly, as Jiang Fan entered the state, the air around him seemed to form clouds and fog, condensing into material form, transforming into Soaring Snakes, continually roaming in his body's depths.
At this moment, he seemed like an ancient mythical Soaring Snake, riding clouds and fog.
Meanwhile, his skin gained full tempering from the mysterious substances, becoming more resilient and smooth.
For a while, he completely lost track of time, immersed in cultivation.
......
At this moment, Song Fugui also returned home, looking sullen.
His wife Li Sufen saw him like this, frowned, and expressed discontent: "What's going on? Old Meng died, and you look so worried? You're no stranger to seeing villagers dead."
"Ah, the grief over others' loss."
"Old Meng worked hard all his life, but in the end, he was beaten to death."
"Being a fisherman for life, incapable of rising, unable to gain wealth, only to be bullied."
"Still need to practice martial arts."
Song Fugui lamented.
Undoubtedly, Old Meng's death not only disturbed Jiang Fan but also greatly shook Song Fugui, erasing his inner persistence completely.
"What do you mean? You intend to have our son learn martial arts?"
"But do you know how expensive martial arts school is, at least ten taels of silver for tuition."
"If he really makes a name for himself, even several dozen taels of silver can't cover it."
"Learning martial arts is something a fisherman can't even consider."
"Most importantly, where will you find such wealth?"
Li Sufen instantly understood her husband's thoughts.
But she found it too difficult.
The saying goes, money rules the hero.
As fishermen, supporting oneself is already incredibly challenging.
Let alone spending big to learn martial arts.
And there's no guarantee of success.
If their son, Song Wangcai, lacks talent, then all the money is wasted.
As underprivileged folks, one can gamble only once.
If it fails, they face ruin, making it so hard to turn the tide.
"Don't worry about this, leave it to me."
"Without strength, all the money earned will be snatched away by the Dragon King Gang."
"I must have my son learn martial arts."
Song Fugui's face turned gloomy, he had made up his mind completely.