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Chapter 152: Reappearance of the Purple Light, a Slap
"Purple light! How is this possible?"
Lu Qing stared at the old man's shabby purse, his eyes filled with disbelief.
In his vision, a faint purple light emanated from the purse, an otherworldly glow.
Though the light was subtle, to Lu Qing, it was dazzling.
Since arriving in this world and awakening his ability, he had only encountered this purple light thrice.
The first time was when he gained the Shen Fu Sect's legacy, and the second was the previous day when he saw the Li Huo Ding in the underground chamber of the Wei Mansion.
And now, the third time was with this old purse.
"Could this purse be a spiritual artifact as well?" Lu Qing wondered, but before he could read the information on the note inside, the man with the goatee snatched it away.
He opened the purse, inspected it, weighed it in his hand, and then stuffed it into his pocket.
"Three liang is three liang. Consider yourself unlucky, old man. Be more careful next time. Luckily, you only ran into my things. I'm a kind person, so I'll let you off this time. If it were someone else, they'd have you thrown into jail for sure!" the man with the goatee said harshly.
Among the onlookers, those who knew the true nature of the goateed man saw his shameless behavior after getting a good deal, and they all looked at him with contempt.
However, this man had a nephew-in-law who worked in the County Lord's mansion and happened to be in charge of managing this market.
They all had to make a living in this market, so they didn't dare to offend him easily.
So even if someone sympathized with the old man, they ultimately remained silent.
The old man stood there, his face filled with bitterness.
The silver taels he had just received that morning after selling his grain in the city were now gone.
It was his family's savings for half a year.
He had wanted to buy a gift for his granddaughter, who was learning needlework but kept pricking her fingers because she didn't have a good thimble. He wanted to get her a better one on this trip to the city.
But now, disaster had struck, and all his money was gone.
He didn't know how he would explain this to his son and daughter-in-law when he returned home.
The old man's head spun, his blood boiled, and suddenly, he cried out and rushed towards the wall in front of the goateed man's stall.
This sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise.
Most of the onlookers were ordinary people, and no one could react in time. They could only stare in horror as the old man rushed towards the wall.
Just as the old man was about to crash into the wall, a figure appeared in front of him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder to stop his charge.
It was a young man in luxurious clothing, holding a sprite-like little girl in his arms, with a strange black beast perched on his shoulder, and a smile on his face.
"Old man, even if you feel wronged, you don't have to seek death. Otherwise, wouldn't it only bring pain to your loved ones and joy to your enemies?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw someone stop the old man.
The goateed man was also startled and cursed, "What are you doing, old man?"
The goateed man was terrified. If the old man had died in front of his stall, the County Lord's mansion would have gotten involved, and even his nephew-in-law might not have been able to help him then.
Thinking of this, the goateed man glared at the old man again. "Old man, if you want to die, go somewhere else. If you dirty my stall, can you afford to compensate me?"
His hideous expression made those around him feel afraid.
Chapter: Silence
"Annoying."
Lu Qing's face darkened as he saw the man still spouting off, and with a slight movement of his feet, he appeared in front of the man with the goatee and slapped him across the face.
The man with the goatee spun like a broken sack, falling to the ground unconscious. Half of his face had already swollen beyond recognition, and several of his teeth lay on the ground, mixed with blood.
With Lu Qing's current strength, even with restraining ninety-nine percent of his power, this slap was more than the skinny man could take.
The fact that he was still alive was only due to Lu Qing's intentional restraint.
However, he would undoubtedly be left with a disability.
Lu Qing's slap had been infused with a gentle force, and the damage caused was far from what met the eye.
The surrounding area fell silent.
Everyone stared at the scene in shock.
No one could have imagined that the young man who had been smiling gently just now would suddenly act so ruthlessly.
Looking at the man with the goatee's face, they guessed that even if he recovered, he would have trouble eating.
However, for some reason, seeing the man's pitiful state, a sense of satisfaction rose in the hearts of the onlookers.
Many of the merchants in the market had long disliked this despicable man.
If not for his good fortune in having a nephew-in-law working in the County Lord's mansion, they would have driven him out of the market long ago.
Now that someone had finally stood up to him, they could barely restrain themselves from cheering.
As for the two assistants, they had already scurried away, having witnessed Lu Qing's ferocity.
After delivering the slap that left the man with the goatee half dead, Lu Qing casually reached into his pocket, retrieved the old purse, and returned to the old man's side to hand it back to him.
"Old man, this belongs to you. Please take it back."
The old man stared at Lu Qing in a daze, only coming back to his senses when the purse landed in his hand.
He quickly said, "Young man, you hit someone. You should leave now, or the officials from the county lord's mansion will be here soon, and you won't be able to get away!"
"Yes, yes! That man's nephew-in-law works for the county lord. It's best not to provoke him. Young man, you should leave quickly," the onlookers chimed in.
Although Lu Qing was dressed finely and probably came from a wealthy family, the authority of the county lord's mansion still held weight in everyone's minds, and no one dared to openly oppose it.
"It's fine," Lu Qing said calmly. "This man tried to cheat an elderly man with a fake antique and almost caused a death. I believe even the county lord's mansion wouldn't dare to openly protect him, would they?"
The crowd fell silent, realizing the young man's naivete. If the county lord's mansion were truly just, this despicable man wouldn't have been able to carry out his schemes in the market for so long.
"Old man, it's not safe for you here with so many people around. Let me escort you out," Lu Qing said to the old man.
The old man wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. He remembered the indifferent gazes of the bystanders when he was being wronged, and now that he had revealed his wealth, he felt even more unsafe.
"Thank you, young man. I appreciate your help," the old man said gratefully.
Lu Qing led the old man toward the exit of the street.
Just as they were about to leave, he paused and added, "By the way, if anyone from the county lord's mansion comes looking for someone to hold accountable, tell them to go to the Wei Mansion and look for me, Lu Qing."
With that, Lu Qing and the old man departed, leaving the crowd staring after them in astonishment.
(End of Chapter)
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