Chapter 178: Got to Pay Extra

Li Qiu's voice pierced through the rain curtain, echoing across the slippery street.

The huge Silver Dragon slowly flapped its wings, and the whipped-up gale blew nearby pedestrians off balance.

Seeing this magnificent Silver Dragon once again.

Zhou Huai's consciousness inside Moria no longer felt the kind of shock he had when he first saw it.

The image of his own Little Black Dragon, still frolicking in the Secret Realm, popped into his mind.

In terms of Aura, Little Black Dragon was at least two tiers higher than this Silver Dragon.

The fish had taken the bait.

Zhou Huai also intended to continue wasting time.

With one hand, he lifted Luo Ming, who was like a puddle of mud on the ground.

He raised his head, meeting Li Qiu's condescending gaze, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Letting him go is fine."

"However, I have a condition."

Li Qiu raised an eyebrow, seemingly very interested in this development.

"What condition?"

"I have a friend who wants to spar with you."

Moria's voice was flat.

"As long as you can win against him, I will return this good-for-nothing to you."

Hearing this, Li Qiu let out a soft "Oh."

He rubbed his chin, a flash of shrewd light crossing his sharp eyes.

Pondering for two seconds, he asked:

"May I ask, if I win against that friend of yours—"

"—is there money?"

Zhou Huai: …

Seeing Moria's somewhat speechless expression, Li Qiu lazily shrugged.

"The mission I received is simply to bring this idiot back."

"Fighting your friend is definitely not within the scope of my business."

He stretched out two fingers and rubbed them together.

"So… got to pay extra."

Zhou Huai was speechless inside.

This guy was truly crazy about raising a Dragon; he thought about money in everything he did.

He glanced at Li Qiu with cold eyes.

"Aren't you worried that I'll finish him off right here?"

Hearing this, Li Qiu chuckled indifferently.

"The boss only told me to bring him back."

"As for whether I bring back someone alive or someone dead, what difference does it make?"

Hearing this, Luo Ming, who was being held in Moria's hand, trembled with rage all over.

Exerting all his strength, he let out a hysterical roar toward Li Qiu high up in the air.

"Li Qiu! Fuck your uncle!"

Li Qiu turned a deaf ear to his curses; in those eyes, there was only a desire for money.

Zhou Huai: "…"

He felt that saying even one more word to this money-grubber was a waste of breath.

Moria extended a single finger.

"One million."

The voice was crisp and decisive.

"As long as you can defeat that friend of mine, I will give you one million."

As soon as the words fell.

The laziness and casualness on Li Qiu's face instantly vanished without a trace.

Replaced by an unprecedented, enthusiastic smile.

"No problem, boss!"

He patted his chest, his attitude making a 180-degree turn.

"Where is that friend of yours right now?"

"I can hardly wait."

Moria stopped talking nonsense; carrying Luo Ming, his figure soared straight into the sky.

In the night sky, only a cold remark was left behind.

"Keep up."

Seeing this, Li Qiu immediately urged the Silver Dragon beneath him.

"Let's go, keep up with our new boss!"

The Silver Dragon let out a high-pitched Dragon roar and flapped its wings to chase after them.

Below, only a group of onlookers who had yet to recover from their shock looked at each other in dismay amidst the rain.

…

The three people and one Dragon quickly flew out of Donghai City's tall city walls, galloping toward the desolate wilderness.

Piloting the Silver Dragon, Li Qiu followed unhurriedly behind Moria.

There was not the slightest trace of surprise in his eyes.

Since the opponent wanted to challenge him, they would definitely choose a wilderness venue with no scruples.

That way, both sides could unleash their full capabilities.

Even if the opponent possessed the strength to easily defeat Luo Ming.

Even if the opponent was clearly prepared.

Li Qiu remained quite calm.

He had this confidence.

In the entire Donghai City, there was no Professional stronger than him.

Soon, Moria's speed began to slow down, bringing them to a familiar area.

Old City District.

Everything here still retained the traces of that battle from a few months ago.

Broken walls, charred ground, and a faint smell of sulfur still lingered in the air.

Li Qiu's gaze swept across this ruin, a trace of imperceptible strangeness flashing in his eyes.

As the altitude continuously decreased.

He finally saw the figure at the top of that dilapidated building below.

That person wore a black long trench coat with the collar standing high.

The trench coat was unbuttoned, fluttering widely open in the night wind, revealing the eye-catching silver crescent moon emblem on the chest inside.

At this moment, Yasuo had a neat slicked-back hairstyle, tied into a small hair bun at the back of his head.

A few unbridled strands of loose hair hung before his forehead, unable to conceal those eagle-sharp eyes.

On his chin was still that signature stubble carrying a touch of vicissitudes.

Slanted across his back was a long sword wrapped in black cloth.

The whole person bathed in the cold rain, like a sculpture ready to strike, exuding an aloofness and sharpness that kept strangers at a distance.

When Li Qiu saw this figure, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

This person…

Why did they feel somewhat familiar?

It seemed he had seen them somewhere before.

Right at this moment, Moria, controlled by Zhou Huai, had already brought Luo Ming and landed steadily on top of another building.

He casually tossed the half-dead Luo Ming in his hand.

Then looking at Li Qiu, his voice was flat.

"Next is the battle between you and him."

He paused, adding in a meaningful tone.

"You must definitely… go all out."

Li Qiu patted his chest with a confident smile on his face.

"Rest assured, boss."

"With the money in place, I'll work him to scrap."

Zhou Huai's eye twitched straight.

Just look at how arrogant you are.

Just wait and see if I beat you up in a moment.

Moria gave a simple "Mn."

Subsequently, his figure turned into a pool of ink, bringing the passed-out Luo Ming, and silently melted into the shadows of the rooftop, disappearing from sight.

Piloting the Silver Dragon, Li Qiu slowly descended, hovering above that building.

Looking at the silent figure on the rooftop, he asked.

"Buddy, have we… met before?"

On the rooftop, Yasuo still kept his eyes closed, as if he hadn't heard Li Qiu's question.

After a moment.

Zhou Huai's consciousness quickly transferred over.

He slowly opened his eyes.

In those pupils burned the flames of excitement and revenge.

"Have you forgotten?"

Yasuo's voice carried a bit of hoarseness, along with a trace of suppressed madness.

"A few months ago, right here as well."

"For a one-million bounty, you used this lousy Dragon to blast me with Dragon Breath."

He raised his head, grinning to reveal a row of white teeth, his smile grim.

"Today, shouldn't we settle this account properly?"

Hearing this, Li Qiu was stunned at first.

Immediately after, as if recalling something, an incredulous expression surfaced on his face.

He widened his eyes, pointing at the figure below, his voice even changing tune slightly.

"No… no way… wait a minute!"

"You're that Yasuo???"

Zhou Huai stopped talking nonsense.

The next second.

"Clang—!"

A crisp sword ring resonated through the night sky!

Kingslayer's Edge was suddenly unsheathed!

In an instant, a dazzling golden pillar of light soared up from the sword body, tearing apart the heavy dark clouds and piercing through the cold rain curtain!

At this moment, the entire dim, dilapidated Old City District was illuminated like daylight by this sacred and domineering golden light!