"You're not just sick, you're a complete pervert!"

Upon hearing this command, Qin Chuan was so angry his teeth started chattering.

This is a thoroughly twisted woman.

Such heavy tastes.

Why doesn't she find a male model?

Qin Chuan felt significant resentment, but thinking of his stepmother, her step-sister, and teacher Jian Ya, he hesitated again.

With his current strength, he could fend for himself.

But to protect those around him.

Besides strength, he also needed connections and financial power.

After all, in this world, sometimes you can't rely only on fists.

It's impossible to say he could bind those around him to himself 24/7; it's unrealistic.

Take someone like Shi Qing.

Her strength is not great, but she has money, power, and connections.

Things others can't solve are just a matter of words for her.

At her level, one word can change an ordinary person's fate.

Growing up in the countryside, Qin Chuan began to realize the reality of society and the importance of power.

"You better mean it!"

After a struggle between rational thought and emotion, Qin Chuan clenched his fists and walked over.

He stood in front of Shi Qing, looking down at her amused gaze.

"If you dare play me, I promise, even if I do nothing else in this lifetime, I'll make you pay!" Qin Chuan said, each word resonating with intensity.

Shi Qing examined him playfully.

But just when he was bending his knees, preparing to kneel down, Shi Qing tilted her head and gently pressed his chin with her pink toes, stopping his movement.

"Hmm???"

Qin Chuan frowned slightly, doubt flickering in his eyes.

"Get up."

Shi Qing slightly lifted her jade-like foot, then silently crossed her legs: "Boring, I don't want to play anymore."

Faced with Shi Qing, who was unpredictable, Qin Chuan really had no way to deal with her.

"So, right now is...?"

Qin Chuan stared at her suspiciously, unable to resist asking.

Shi Qing didn't respond; she quietly pulled out a piece of paper and wrote an address on it.

"That gambling addict is at this place, take him to the police station, I'll handle the rest." Shi Qing said indifferently.

"With your abilities, isn't it just a phone call away?"

Qin Chuan felt a bit frustrated.

Clearly a matter of a phone call for her, yet she insists on having me run over.

"You didn't lick my feet, why should I help you with things?"

Shi Qing said confidently.

Knowing she was being cheeky, yet Qin Chuan couldn't find a reason to refute.

Qin Chuan gloomily accepted the slip of paper and glanced at the address.

It's a countryside lodge located in the suburbs, with a name written: Jian Gui.

How fitting, even a name so apt for the situation.

Qin Chuan silently complained, then greeted Shi Qing, preparing to leave.

"Hey, Qin Chuan, when will you let me be a real woman just once?"

Before leaving, Shi Qing suddenly asked.

"Buzz off..."

Qin Chuan couldn't be bothered to argue with her, leaving on his own.

Watching him depart, Shi Qing returned to her previous lazy demeanor, resting her chin in her hand, looking towards the door, her bright gaze blinking as if pondering something.

"He's loyal and righteous."

Shi Qing said softly, her eyes showing admiration while her tone carried a trace of regret: "It's a pity, this is a dog-eat-dog society; loyalty is worthless."

On the other side, after leaving Obsidian Capital, Qin Chuan directly took a cab towards the countryside lodge.

Watching the numbers on the ride-hailing app jump continuously, Qin Chuan felt a pang in his wallet.

"Looks like I need to find ways to make some money."

Qin Chuan thought to himself.

He had a guest martial artist position at Gu's Martial Arts Hall.

At first, he thought three thousand a month, for a college student like him, was a huge sum.

But now it seemed, three thousand wouldn't cut it.

Living isn't an issue, but to protect those around him, this amount is practically nothing.

Whether it's the tens of thousands Xiang Jinghui owed last time or the millions Jian Ya's gambling addict father owed,

All are warning Qin Chuan of this societal reality.

Martial prowess might solve certain problems, but money can nearly settle everything.

A penny can confound even a hero.

Yang Zhi sells his sword, Qin Qiong sells his mace.

This is reality!

With these thoughts, another plan to earn money formed in Qin Chuan's mind.

Just as he was contemplating how to use his abilities to make money, the driver suddenly pulled over: "Young man, you can't go further ahead, why don't you get off here?"

Qin Chuan heard this, looked at the winding path ahead.

On both sides of the road, four or five tattooed men, cigarettes in their mouths, were standing guard, chatting and laughing.

The driver stopped because he saw them and dared not proceed.

Qin Chuan nodded in understanding and got out of the car.

"Young man, you've taken the wrong path."

A burly man approached him.

Qin Chuan shook his head, expressionless: "I'm looking for Jian Gui."

"Jian Gui?"

The burly man heard, glanced back at the others.

"It's that that's Toothless Gui's name," one of them reminded.

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, the burly man nodded, sized up Qin Chuan: "Are you Toothless Gui's son? Here to pay for him?"

"First, take me to see him."

Qin Chuan neither confirmed nor denied.

"Heh..."

The burly man smirked disdainfully: "Toothless Gui, such a coward, could actually father a son like you with guts? How curious."

Then, the burly man gestured with his chin, signaling his people to lead Qin Chuan inside.

Qin Chuan followed the man, stepping onto the mountain path.

After about ten minutes, a two-story house appeared in front of him.

Outside the house, a nearly three-meter-high wall stood.

The entrance was the only way in, guarded by strong men.

"Hey Boge, got new goods again?" The guard at the door joked.

The burly man bringing Qin Chuan rolled his eyes, annoyed: "Toothless Gui's son, here to bail him out."

"Whoa... So it's Toothless Gui's son."

The guard at the door glanced at Qin Chuan mockingly then shook his head in disdain.

Getting stuck with a father like Toothless Gui for eight generations is truly unlucky.

However, he felt little sympathy.

After all, they're in this business; the more gamblers lose, the more money they earn.

They'd love for gamblers to lose everything they have.

In no time, Qin Chuan followed the burly man into the courtyard, assessing the layout.

Then, he was led into the house.

As soon as he entered, excited shouting reached his ears; each gambler with bloodshot eyes was frantically betting and shouting.

The interior was smoky, filled with the smells of cigarettes and alcohol.

If casinos were graded, this one's grade at best matched a roadside food stall.

Qin Chuan frowned slightly, followed the burly man up to the second floor.

As he approached a room, he heard ingratiating voices inside.

"Brother Yong, Brother Yong, lend me some more, I can turn the tables this time."

"Brother Yong, my daughter is a university professor, she's pretty, I promise she'll take good care of you."

"Brother Yong, although my daughter is a teacher, she's very flirtatious, I assure you she'll satisfy you, just lend me a bit more, Brother Yong, lend me a bit more..."

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.