Chapter 827: They Got Robbed—and Were Expected to Say Thank You? Wang Kun Was Stunned!

"All of it's yours?"

Wang Kun's previously excited expression froze instantly, his face darkening as he said:

"We're all from Great Xia. Is this really necessary? We don't want much—just stick to the original division."

"You didn't treat me as a Great Xia citizen just now," Xu Jingming said, expressionless.

Hearing this, Wang Kun's face turned livid, his aura flickering faintly—but Xu Jingming's power was far too overwhelming.

Eight Grand Masters from Bear Nation and the EU had already fallen to him; these two Rank 8 Upper-tier members of the Bear Claw Gym probably couldn't withstand even one of Xu Jingming's combat techniques!

"Fine, fine, fine! Xu Jingming, you're ruthless! Let's go!!"

Wang Kun realized staying any longer was pointless; with a resentful grunt, he grabbed Yu Fu and turned to leave.

Crackling—

Brilliant golden lightning suddenly coalesced, blocking their path.

"Xu Jingming, what do you mean?!"

Wang Kun and Yu Fu cried out in shock and fury.

"I never agreed you could leave yet."

His crimson-gold dragon eyes pinned them with oppressive weight as Xu Jingming's deep, commanding voice rang out:

"Hand over all the rare herbs and flowers you're carrying."

"What? Even us?!"

Wang Kun jumped like a cat with its tail stepped on:

"We're Great Xia's team! We're not those foreigners you just robbed!"

"Since we're all from Great Xia, I didn't want to make this too ugly."

Xu Jingming swung his spear; the overwhelming pressure and unmasked threat caused Wang Kun and Yu Fu to turn pale.

If they refused, this guy would truly attack!

"This guy..."

Wang Kun's face twisted through several expressions, yet he couldn't think of any way out.

At that moment, Yu Fu, also grim-faced, whispered low:

"Old Wang, give it to him. Otherwise, you'll get beaten, and your space ring will be taken anyway."

"Better to conserve your strength and keep searching for the next Hundred Flowers Valley."

"Guess we have no choice."

Wang Kun sighed silently, removed his and Yu Fu's space rings, and handed them over.

"Good. A wise man knows when to yield."

Xu Jingming nodded, transferred the contents of both space rings into his own, then smiled:

"We're all from Great Xia—I won't say I didn't look out for you. I didn't take everything from your space rings."

Wang Kun felt a flicker of relief.

But when he retrieved his space ring and scanned it with his spirit force—

He found the once-full interior now held only a few healing pills.

Fuck! Is this what you call looking out for us?!

Wang Kun felt an endless surge of rage rising in his chest.

He got angry—and then...

Because he knew this wasn't a shonen manga; anger didn't enhance combat power.

Wang Kun knew clearly: if he moved, Xu Jingming would kill him.

The horrific scene of the eight Rank 8 Grand Masters just now proved it.

"Old Yu, let's go."

Shaking his head, Wang Kun stopped thinking, grabbed Yu Fu, and prepared to leave.

But the next instant, the familiar golden lightning appeared before them again.

"Xu Jingming! What now?! We already gave you all the rare herbs and flowers!" Wang Kun snapped.

"I left you a few pills. Shouldn't you say thank you?"

"Are all our Great Xia Rank 8 Grand Masters this rude?"

Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow, as if it were obvious.

At these words, Wang Kun and Yu Fu were stunned.

Holy shit—this stuff was ours to begin with.

Now we've been robbed, and we're supposed to thank you?

What kind of logic is this?

Wang Kun and Yu Fu wanted to spit venom and walk away.

But then they remembered: the strongest member of the Bear Claw Gym was only a Rank 8 Middle-tier S-class.

Against Xu Jingming, they were nothing.

The only ones who could suppress Xu Jingming were probably the three S-class Rank 8 Upper-tier ones.

And our Great Xia's S-class Roland? He'd never risk angering Xu Jingming for their sake.

Realizing this, Wang Kun and Yu Fu exchanged glances, seeing mutual resignation in each other's eyes.

If they gave in this far only to get beaten for not saying thanks, it'd be a total loss.

So without hesitation, they took a deep breath and spoke in unison: "Thank you, Director Xu."

"Hahaha, Jingming, you're a real bastard."

Zhou Yu, who had watched the whole thing, couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing.

The tight combat suit she wore made her full, rounded curves tremble visibly—exceedingly alluring.

Zhou Yu's laugh made even the thickest-skinned person blush.

Especially since Wang Kun and Yu Fu held high status.

After thanking him, they fled the scene like their pants were on fire.

Their sprinting speed reached half the speed of sound; they vanished from sight in moments.

"They were the ones trying to screw me over—I just fought back reasonably."

Xu Jingming replied indifferently.

"Director Xu, I don't need to hand over my rare herbs and flowers, right?"

At that moment, Huang Yan spoke up cautiously—he'd been silent until now.

He wasn't from the Bear Claw Gym; he was merely the patriarch of a Rank 8 family from Great Xia.

"No need. Just leave on your own," Xu Jingming said casually.

He wouldn't target anyone who wasn't from a Great Xia faction already in competition with Thunder Gym.

After all, he'd return to Great Xia soon; alienating too many Rank 8 Grand Masters wouldn't be wise.

"Good, good, good. Then Director Xu, I'll be off."

Huang Yan's face lit up; he quickly turned and left.

He was smart—he knew the rare herbs and flowers weren't his share, so he never foolishly asked.

Though he'd wasted too much time and gained nothing, it was still a loss.

But compared to the Bear Claw Gym pair, he'd been far luckier...

"If those two from the Bear Claw Gym hadn't treated you differently just now, would you still have taken their rare herbs and flowers?"

As everyone departed, only Xu Jingming and Zhou Yu remained in the vast sea of rare herbs and flowers.

Zhou Yu asked curiously then.

"Yes."

Xu Jingming nodded. "Thunder Gym and Bear Claw Gym are rivals. I won't let them have any chance to beat us."

It was his promise to Professor Ling and Professor Su—he'd make Thunder Gym win this time.

"How utterly ruthless..."

Zhou Yu's beautiful eyes shimmered faintly as she murmured.

"The world is naturally survival of the fittest—beasts and humans, humans and humans alike," Xu Jingming replied indifferently.

Power is the foundation of everything; otherwise, of the 109 nations on Blue Planet,

only the six led by the strongest would have become giants controlling the United Nations.