33: Chapter 33: Overwhelmingly domineering, wanting both.

"Two hundred for each, four hundred servant coins per month."

Qin Feng's voice was not loud, but it exploded like a thunderclap on flat ground, resounding outside the deathly silent mass grave!

The whole crowd was in an uproar!

Four hundred servant coins? What kind of concept is that?!

You have to know, for a destitute family like Su Yourong and her daughter who had lost their pillar, even an ordinary Middle-tier Servant would only earn at most 200 servant coins a month.

The eighty coins offered by Jia Da and Gou Sanzhao were already an "astronomical price" they offered because they relied on having a few good fields and were blinded by lust.

And now, Qin Feng opened his mouth and directly quintupled it!

Jia Da clutched his bleeding back of his hand, his originally painfully twisted face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver, and his turbid eyeballs were filled with manic bloodshot veins.

"Kid! Are you trying to pick a fight with me on purpose?!"

Jia Da slammed a step forward, the violent Qi and blood of a Mortal Rank 6 erupted, and the surrounding dust was kicked up along with it.

"A little punk who just arrived in the Middle-tier District a few days ago, relying on some hidden weapons, dares to snatch people in front of me? Snatching food from a tiger's mouth, you don't even weigh how much you're worth!"

Gou Sanzhao also gave a sinister cold laugh, his emaciated hands appearing and disappearing in his sleeves like eagle claws.

"Little brother, leave a way out for others. Your appetite is a bit too big, isn't it? Be careful not to burst your stomach!"

The dozen or so hooligans around them also started to clamor, vaguely forming a siege circle, surrounding Qin Feng and the others in the middle.

"Whether my appetite is big or not, you don't need to worry about it."

Facing this group of fierce and wicked thugs, Qin Feng didn't even lift his eyelids.

He put his hands behind his back, a flash of disdainful cold light in his deep black eyes, and retorted unceremoniously: "If you can't afford the price, then stop yapping."

"You're courting death!!!"

Jia Da was completely enraged!

In this area, who doesn't know his, Jia Da's, fierce reputation? If he were scared away by a few words from a green kid today, how would he be able to mix in the Servant District in the future?!

"Boom!"

Jia Da, like a crazed wild bear, swung his uninjured left fist, carrying the terrifying force of a Mortal Rank 6, and smashed straight at Qin Feng's face!

However, Qin Feng still stood in place, motionless.

Just at the moment when Jia Da's fist was less than three feet away from Qin Feng—

"Boom!!!"

A terrifying Qi and blood, even more solid and several times more violent than Jia Da's, suddenly erupted from Qin Feng's body like a dormant volcano!

Mortal Rank 6!!

And it was the ultimate Rank 6 that had been repeatedly tempered by the Chaos Art, worthy of being called invincible at the same level!

The powerful pressure swept out like a substance, directly hitting Jia Da.

Jia Da only felt a mountain-toppling force rushing towards him, and the fist he swung felt like it had smashed into an indestructible iron wall. He stumbled back five or six steps, "thud, thud, thud," before barely steadying his figure!

"You... you are actually also Rank 6?!"

Jia Da clutched his numb left arm, his eyes wide with disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

When he saw this kid a few days ago, he was clearly only Rank 5! In just a few short days, how is this possible?!

Gou Sanzhao on the side also shrank his neck in fear, a flash of deep dread in his eyes.

A ruthless character who mastered a terrifying flying knife technique and had a cultivation as high as Mortal Rank 6 was definitely not someone they could easily provoke on the surface.

Qin Feng coldly swept a glance at Jia Da, his killing intent chilling: "Take one more step forward, and the next blade will not pierce a stone tablet, but your throat."

The bone-chilling warning made the whole place instantly dead silent.

Jia Da gritted his teeth, his face turning blue and white, but the bloody back of his hand kept reminding him how ruthless the young man in front of him was.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva bitterly, forcibly holding back his anger, not daring to make any more moves.

Having intimidated this group of scumbags, Qin Feng turned his head and looked at Su Yourong, who was still sitting slumped in front of the grave, her face blank.

"How about it, Ma'am, will you come with me?"

Qin Feng's tone was very flat, without any condescending charity, nor the arrogance of demanding repayment for a favor, as if he were just talking about a very ordinary transaction.

Su Yourong looked up at the man in front of her, who stood as tall as a mountain and blocked all the wind and rain from the outside.

Once upon a time, she was the high and mighty matriarch of the Su Family, and he was just a Menial Laborer who couldn't even get enough to eat.

But now, times have changed.

"I... I will go with you..."

Su Yourong's voice was hoarse and trembling, and tears welled up in her eyes again, but this time, it was not despair, but the relief of surviving a disaster.

She did not hesitate at all, even throwing her so-called dignity to the back of her mind.

In the man-eating Servant District, being able to survive and protect her daughter's innocence was more important than anything!

She struggled to get up from the ground, pulled the still-shivering Su Aili, walked to the front of Qin Feng, and bowed deeply: "From now on... our mother and daughter's lives belong to Brother Qin."

"Let's go."

Qin Feng nodded faintly, turned around, and took the three women towards the Ding District.

Watching the back of Qin Feng and his group leaving, Jia Da clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost embedding into his flesh, his whole body trembling with anger.

"Big Brother, are we just going to let it go like this? That's Su Yourong! That figure, that charm... are we just going to let this little beast snatch her away for nothing?" Gou Sanzhao leaned in and fanned the flames with a sarcastic tone.

"Let it go? Since I was born, I have never suffered such a big loss!"

Jia Da's eyes were venomous, like a viper hiding in the dark, "This little bastard has only just broken through to Rank 6, what is he acting so arrogant about?!"

"Sanzhao, go contact those who aren't afraid of trouble..."

Jia Da lowered his voice, his tone filled with a hair-raising killing intent, "Since he wants to block my path to wealth and women, then find a chance and finish him! When the time comes, we brothers will split the things in his courtyard!"

"Hehe... Big Brother is wise!" Gou Sanzhao licked his cracked lips, his eyes full of lewdness and greed.

...

Ding District, Courtyard No. 77.

The moment Su Yourong stepped across the red-painted wooden door, she was stunned.

Although she had come here to ask for medicine a few days ago, that was only a brief stay in the courtyard.

At this moment, when she truly stood here as a "servant" and carefully felt the aura in the courtyard, the shock in her heart surged like a raging sea!

What rich Spiritual Qi!

The concentration of Spiritual Qi in this courtyard was several times denser than even their Su Family's main residence during its peak period!

Just by breathing a few times, she felt that the fatigue and sadness of the past few days had been washed away quite a bit.

"He... how many secrets is he hiding?" Su Yourong secretly glanced at Qin Feng, who was walking in front, and the awe in her heart for this young man deepened a few points.

"Sister Su, since you've entered this door, I must make the rules clear to you first, sister."

Wu Mengmeng walked over, swaying her water-snake waist, looking at Su Yourong with a smile, but those peach-blossom eyes revealed a hint of a warning.

"Brother Feng is the heaven of this courtyard. From now on, you will have to trouble yourself with rough chores like sweeping, laundry, and cooking. After all, we can't take two hundred servant coins in monthly wages from the master for nothing, right?"

"Miss Mengmeng is right, I will go prepare the meal now."

Su Yourong did not refute anything at all, even putting her posture extremely low.

She was too clear about her current situation. Wu Mengmeng and Bai Yuhe were the "old hands" by Qin Feng's side, and she was a newcomer with a burden; if she wasn't sensible, she would sooner or later be kicked out.

Su Yourong rolled up her sleeves, pulled the still-dazed Su Aili, and walked straight to the kitchen.