Ye Huang did not do anything immediately. Instead, he strode toward the Jinyiwei's accounting room.
The people who were originally on duty when his father was Ye Jingtang had already been replaced by the new Centurion Niu Yang. Now, the accountant's office was in the hands of Fatty Chen and Sun Shouhou.
The two of them had taken the rewards of their subordinates to show their respect to Niu Yang, which had already made many people dissatisfied.
Ye Huang came to the door of the accountant's office. He looked up and strode in.
Fatty Chen was sitting on a rocking chair behind a cabinet, bored to death. In front of him were a few Embroidered Uniform Guards with indignant expressions.
"Fatty Chen…"
"Call me Manager Chen!"
"Manager Chen, the three of us brothers went through life and death to complete the mission. A total of five taels of silver, but you deducted three taels of silver.”
The Embroidered Uniform Guards 'small flag in the lead had an extremely ugly expression, almost dripping water.
Fatty Chen rolled his eyes and said lightly,""You can earn this money because you are Jinyiwei! Besides, is this money for us? That's for the Centurion Lord. Why? Not happy?"
This sentence immediately made the few small flags speechless. If they dared to say that they were unhappy, this small person would immediately report it to Niu Yang. At that time, they would lose their jobs.
These days, countless of such people had been kicked out.
"Manager Chen, we won't make things difficult for you. Give us three taels and we'll leave. Everyone here has a family and needs to support their families. If you go too far, you might do some extreme things.”
The middle-aged man in the lead stepped forward and smiled.
"Are you threatening me? You're just a bunch of lackeys. Do you really think you're something? I'm telling you, I still have two taels of silver before. Now, I won't give you any of these five taels of silver!”
Fatty Chen's triangular eyes suddenly stood up and said forcefully.
"Chen Qiu, you're going too far!"
A younger Embroidered Uniform Guard squeezed out, gritting his teeth and shouting angrily. He pressed one hand on the Embroidered Spring Knife at his waist.
"Liu Bin! Don't be impulsive. It's not worth it to lose your life for this!”
The middle-aged man glared at Chen Qiu fiercely, but he eventually sighed and pulled his companion back.
Small characters like them could not afford to offend Niu Yang.
It was easy to say that practicing martial arts was a way to settle grudges, but one's strength had not reached a certain level. In the end, one had to struggle and survive in the mortal world.
"Hehehe, they're just a bunch of trash who only know how to make a fuss. Get lost and don't hinder my interest here.”
Sun Shou Hou's sharp mouth opened.
The group was furious at the two b * stards who used their power as a cover. At this moment, Ye Huang came over with his sword.
"Little Lord."
When the Brocade Guards saw him, they were stunned. Then, they cupped their hands with complicated expressions.
When Ye Jingtang was around, Ye Huang was very popular and helped many people solve their problems, so everyone was respectful.
"Ye Huang, you have a mission today. What are you doing here?”
Chen Qiu asked with a frown.
Ye Huang nodded at them first, then turned around and said calmly,"
"You don't need to say much about my mission. I remember that the higher-ups have a rule that those who die in the line of duty, regardless of resources or treatment, can be kept to protect their descendants. Now that my father has passed away for half a year, whether it's rewards or cultivation resources, I think I've saved up a large sum.”
Ye Jingtang was an Innate Expert and a Baihu. He earned ten taels of gold and three Innate Pills a month.
The money was fine, but the Xiantian Pills were precious. The medicinal effects were mild and rich, and it could be used by both Xiantian and Houtian cultivators. It was beneficial to Ye Huang, so he could not give it up.
"Haha, so that's what happened. Wait a moment, I'll get it for you.”
Chen Qiu's eyes flashed with a cold light as he laughed.
Ye Huang nodded and waited quietly.
Chen Qiu pulled Sun Shouhou to a corner and whispered to him. From time to time, she would glance at Ye Huang, who was standing with his arms crossed.
Chen Qiusan's eyes flashed as he slowly walked into the back room. When he came out again, he had a black bag with golden threads in his hand.
"Ye Huang, everything you want is here. Take it and go on your mission!”
Chen Qiu was about to throw the bag on the ground when Ye Huang suddenly opened his eyes. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes and he froze instantly. He carefully handed the bag over.
Ye Huang opened it and took a look. There were a few notes inside. They were issued by the Kaiyuan Bank of Da Qian. There were six notes and 60 taels of silver, but…there were no Xiantian Pills!
Boom!
Just the momentum alone made the people nearby look horrified, as if they were facing an angry dragon.
Ye Huang pressed his sword with one hand and said coldly,""Where's the Xiantian Pill?"
The Embroidered Uniform Guards in the distance were so angry that they did not dare to breathe. They stood in the distance, their hands and feet cold.
"Is this still that gentle young master?”
A similar doubt flashed across their hearts.
"I…"
"I don't want to ask a third time, where's the Xiantian pill?”
Ye Huang was like an angry dragon. His aura was too strong, as if he was the overlord who commanded the world. He was really scared.
"I'll take it! Don't kill me! I'll go get it now! Sun Hui, hurry up! Hurry up! You won't have a good ending even if I die!”
Chen Qiu shouted at Sun Shouhou, who was standing in the distance.
Sun Hui hesitated for a moment before helplessly rushing into the back hall.
Only then did Ye Huang restrain his aura and stop talking.
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