Chapter 178: You want me to raze a house? Then I

Su Ming pulled his thoughts back, too lazy to tangle with those petty things he couldn't figure out in a moment.

When the cart reaches the mountain, a road will appear.

That day…

He felt it wasn't far away!

As for this Battle Soul Immortal Gun, he'll give it to Jing Zhe, not keep it for himself.

But not now!

Rice must be eaten bite by bite.

The hanging thing must be opened piece by piece.

A madman who can dance between life and death is far more worthy of cultivation than a worthless wretch who only reaches out for alms.

That Divine Warrior had previously beaten him like that…

Then his demands on Jing Zhe…

Will only become more perverse!

"Wang?"

Meng Die, seeing Su Ming silent for a long while, called softly.

Su Ming lifted his eyes, his gaze landing on her, and spoke concisely.

"From now on, let the Qiang Wei Squad's resources tilt more toward Jing Zhe!"

"In a few days, I'll also get some resources for you! Rapid development!"

"Understood."

Meng Die, without any hesitation, nodded immediately.

She isn't stupid.

Knowing Wang's attitude toward Jing Zhe, it's not ordinary!

"By the way!"

Su Ming flicked his left hand, and a thin Gold Card appeared between his fingers.

It was the one the Golden House's steward gave him last night.

"Has this card been found to have any use?"

Meng Die nodded.

"This is the Golden House's top‑spec Black Gold Roulette Card, a symbol of standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid!"

"With this card, any enterprise under the Golden House, except the top‑tier Core projects, all other projects… are completely free!"

All free?!

Su Ming was stunned for a moment.

"What are the Core projects?"

Meng Die shook her head, a hint of apology on her face.

"Our intelligence network hasn't reached that far yet!"

"But one thing is certain!"

"Any item or service below Epic quality can't make it onto the Core list in the Golden House!"

She paused, lowered her voice further, and added.

"In other words… Wang, if you wish, you may take any Blue‑grade or lower items from the Golden House's warehouse as if at a buffet."

"Money, beauty… all can be enjoyed at will!"

Su Ming nodded, saying nothing more.

The Gambler's this move…

Is it a friendly gesture?

Is he scared?

Or a sugar‑coated shell, trying to lull him into ruin?

He doesn't know.

It doesn't matter!

Before absolute power.

All the flash and fuss is no different from children playing house.

Moreover…

That Golden House…

He already treats it as his own enterprise!

Taking one's own, what's there to call it taking advantage?!

At that moment.

"Thump thump thump—"

The knocking on the door sounded.

Meng Die's expression shifted slightly, and she asked.

"Who?!"

"Sister Die! It's me, Gu Yu!"

Outside the door, a clear young girl's voice came.

Gu Yu?

Su Ming was also startled, the image of that serene girl flashing in his mind.

Come in!

The door was pushed open.

"Wang! Butterfly Sister!"

"The 【Western Shu Madmen】 have come! They're right outside the building!"

"It's the most mysterious one among them, the man who wears a faceless mask every day!"

The faceless mask person?

In Su Ming's mind, an image instantly appeared: from last night outside the Wuhou Shrine, that figure who gave him a distant bow and then cleanly led people away.

That guy indeed said before that he would prepare a gift and meet again later.

I just didn't expect them to come so quickly.

"The 【Western Shu Madmen】?"

Su Ming's hand holding the tea cup paused slightly.

Those deep, still-well-like eyes flickered with a hint of amusement.

Kind of interesting.

He just had Chen Beixuan spread the word last night: the three streets around the Wuhou Shrine now bear his surname.

Anyone who dares to step even half a foot inside will be killed on the spot.

As a result……

Just one night.

This guy just showed up at the doorstep so openly.

Is he bold?

Or is he overconfident, thinking he's capable again?

"Make him wait."

【Guyu】 was stunned, and instinctively spoke.

"King, he's outside the door; should we let him in first?"

"I know."

Su Ming blew on the hot steam in his cup.

"Let him wait outside the door."

Should we invite him in?

On what grounds!

Su Ming was neither hurried nor agitated; he slowly finished his tea, then rose leisurely.

"Let's go."

"Go meet this... guest who doesn't understand the rules."

……

【Jin Se Tea Garden】 entrance.

The heavy carved wooden door stood wide open.

A figure stood with hands behind his back outside the door, gazing up at the tea garden's flamboyant sign.

He wore a loose, plain black outfit, tall and slender.

On his face, he wore a white mask devoid of any facial features.

Like a puppet walked out of a drama.

Serene, yet eerie.

Sunlight fell on him, yet it seemed to be completely swallowed by his black clothes, without a hint of warmth.

Footsteps sounded.

Su Ming descended slowly from the second floor, with 【Mudie】 silently following behind.

He did not go out.

He simply leaned leisurely against the doorframe, arms crossed, calmly gazing at the man outside.

【Mudie】 stood at his side, eyes icy.

As long as the king gives the order, she will strike without hesitation!

Inside and outside the door, separated by a line, are two worlds.

The atmosphere, oppressively terrible.

Finally.

The masked man slowly withdrew his gaze, that faceless face turning toward Su Ming inside.

Su Ming leaned against the doorframe, not even lifting his eyelids.

"Since you've come to pay a visit."

"Shouldn't you first remove what's on your face?"

He paused, his flat tone gaining a hint of threat.

"Wearing this thing and talking to me..."

"Not very polite."

The masked man fell silent for two seconds.

"Sorry."

"This isn't a mask."

He raised his hand and lightly tapped that pallid face.

Knock knock knock—!

The sound is crisp.

"This is my face."

Hm?

Hearing that, Su Ming finally lifted his eyes, and the Eye of Truth whirred.

The golden star disc deep within his pupils spun rapidly.

However…

A blankness—nothing can be seen!

"Heh!"

Su Ming gave a faint Smile Mask, and a hint of interest appeared on his face.

It seems somewhat intriguing!

Was Jin City truly a three‑way stalemate before he arrived?

Why does he feel…

These Western Shu rabble are terrifyingly strong!

"Speak, what business do you have with me?"

Su Ming straightened up, hands in his pockets.

"I came because I wish to invite you to a place."

"I have prepared a gift for you!"

The Faceless Man was concise.

"Where to?"

"Our gathering place."

"Heh!"

Su Ming was instantly infuriated into a laugh.

"I just marked the forbidden zone yesterday, and you already came to step over the line."

"Now you still ask me to go to your old lair?"

He stepped forward, standing on the Gate threshold, looking down from above at the other, his eyes teasing.

"How so?"

"Are you begging me to go over and help you demolish your home?"

Facing Su Ming's blunt sarcasm, the Faceless Man showed no sign of anger.

He still spoke in that calm, still‑water tone.

"You can certainly do that."

"If you have the ability, that is."

"I invited you because there…"

He paused briefly.

"There is something…"

"You absolutely cannot refuse!"

Su Ming's Smile Mask gradually faded.

He stared at that pallid face, his gaze sharpening.

Something you cannot refuse?

Nowadays, something that can make him unable to refuse…

A Myth-level artifact perhaps counts as one?!

"For example?"

"Go see it yourself."

The Faceless Man seemed convinced of him.

"The thing is right there."

"If you have the skill, you may take it yourself."

"We will never obstruct."

Su Ming's eyes flickered as he examined the man before him.

From the other side, he sensed little hostility.

Only absolute, blind confidence!

Bet he will be moved!

Bet he will go himself!

Whether to say it or not, this man…

The bet was right!

Su Ming stepped onto the steps, hands in his pockets, walking past the Faceless Man.

"Lead the way!"