Chapter 272: 30,000 Game Coins!

Lang San bared his teeth, feigning ferocity as he pointed at Shi Nian, his voice trembling: "Good! Very good! Shi Nian, just wait for me!"

He retreated while shouting, but tripped over the doorstep and nearly fell flat on his face.

"I—I'll go find the Chief for judgment right now!" Lang San straightened his hat, his voice rising higher, "Just wait and see who can't swallow and walk away!"

The two henchmen behind him quickly got up to echo him:

"Exactly! Don't think you have Hu Cheng backing you! Our Captain Lang San is the Chief's own nephew!"

"Your shabby shop should get ready to close! When the time comes, Hu Cheng will roll out with you!"

Having said all that, Shi Nian will certainly not let them leave so easily today! Moreover, she's a blacksmith, so her body is far from weak!

Shi Nian lifted a long spear, swung her arm in a wide arc and thrust it straight forward, landing precisely in front of the three terrified wolf-beastmen, causing them to collapse again.

Shi Nian didn't even look where the spear landed; after throwing it she took three steps in two strides and rushed toward them.

What happens next is self‑evident.

Cheng Shuili waited patiently for a moment, and when she was sure that further delay would cause a wolf‑life incident, she gave a light cough.

The angry Shi Nian paused, only then realizing her big client was still there, and the hundred‑thousand Game Coins were still present!

That huge sum absolutely cannot disappear.

Thinking of that, she immediately minded her appearance, straightened up and gave a clear cough, intending to say something to spare the wolves, but her anger held her tongue, and she muttered a few times without sound.

Cheng Shuili stepped forward a few paces, and upon seeing the three wolf‑beastmen she couldn't help sighing, yet even after being beaten like this they kept their heads up, acting as if they were blameless.

Could it be that Shi Nian is the one at fault?

Seeing this made Cheng Shuili's anger flare a bit.

Stupid, wicked, and obstinate—how could such a damned life exist in this world?

But they are her subordinates, Cheng Shuili frowned. A little mischief is fine as long as they obey, as long as they can follow Cheng Shuili's orders, they're not beyond redemption.

Cheng Shuili sighed, leisurely pulled a wolf tooth from her pocket, and waved it before the three wolf‑beastmen.

The three wolf‑beastmen's gazes instantly shifted from arrogance and anger to shock and respect.

But what no one expected was that Lang San's pupils flicked, and he immediately began to twist the truth.

"King! This is Lang Da, this is Lang Er, I am Lang San. This lion‑beastman, she! We're just performing official duties, yet she not only hurls insults but also struck several of us! King! King! You must arbitrate for us!"

Shi Nian's complexion changed instantly, the blue veins on her forehead pulsing.

She didn't understand why Lang San called her human client "King," but she grasped Lang San's meaning!

This despicable werewolf was still stirring trouble!

She closed her eyes, silently rolled up her sleeve, and just as she was about to act, Cheng Shuili stopped her.

Lang San, fearing Cheng Shuili wouldn't believe him, hurriedly pulled the other two clan members, "Lang Da! Lang Er! Say something! Quickly tell the King what abuse we suffered!"

The Lang Da and Lang Er he mentioned looked utterly embarrassed, lacking the courage even to look up at Cheng Shuili, let alone collude with Lang San.

Cheng Shuili's expression was grim.

She's always treated others as fools, and today a wolf‑beastman fooled her into being a fool.

If Lang San says that, either he's trying to deceive Cheng Shuili to achieve his own ends. He has the nerve to lie today; tomorrow he'll dare to rise up, which is absolutely intolerable.

Or perhaps he simply doesn't realize what he's doing; he doesn't think deliberately picking a fight with Shi Nian is wrong, so he can so brazenly claim that Shi Nian bullied him.

Then Lang San is rotten to the core!

If Cheng Shuili kills him, it would be an act of justice!

In any case…

Cheng Shuili turned around; humans can't act in Shou Ren Xiao Zhen, but Shi Nian can.

Whether to hand them over to the police station or deal with the beastmen directly… that's Shi Nian's decision, and should be left to her.

Moreover, those two wolf‑beastmen also said Lang San is the Chief's own nephew. Since he's family, the Chief must also be a wolf‑beastman, so he must obey Cheng Shuili.

Today, Cheng Shuili secured Shi Nian's little weapons shop!

Cheng Shuili stepped aside, gave Shi Nian a slight chin lift, and said in a relaxed tone as if discussing the weather, "Boss Shi, you decide."

She lightly tapped the counter with her fingertip, her gaze icy as it fixed on Lang San, "Send them to the police station and handle them according to the law…"

Before the words finished, Lang San screamed in terror, "Shi Nian! Big sister Shi! We were wrong! We truly understand our mistake!"

He scrambled forward two steps with hands and feet, still fearing Cheng Shuili's stare, and could only halt awkwardly, "We'll pay! Double! No, triple! We also promise never to cause trouble again!"

Shi Nian stared at him, her golden beast eyes narrowing slightly; after a moment, she suddenly grinned, exposing sharp canines:

"Fine."

Lang San just exhaled in relief, but heard her continue:

"Pay the money, apologize, and then!" she snapped her wrist, the knuckles clicking, "All three of you, go to the police station and turn yourselves in."

Lang San's face turned deathly pale: "But… the police station will force us into hard labor!!"

Shi Nian scoffed, "Or what? You think I'd let you comfortably hand over the money and be done with it?"

She turned to Cheng Shuili, her tone asking, "But before you go to the police station…"

Cheng Shuili raised an eyebrow, waiting with interest for her next words.

Shi Nian's smile grew dangerous: "They smashed my door; I must kick it back."

Lang San recoiled in fear, while Lang Da and Lang Er huddled together, trembling.

Cheng Shuili let out a light laugh, leisurely stepped back two paces, and gestured "after you": "Just don't kill them."

The next second, Shi Nian's boot slammed hard into Lang San's rear, accompanied by a mournful wolf howl, and the three beastmen tumbled and crawled out of the shop.

Cheng Shuili stood at the doorway, smiling brightly, waving, "Remember to report to the police station, or—"

She lightly tapped the wolf tooth in her pocket, "I'll go find you myself."

"Also," Cheng Shuili raised an eyebrow slightly, "next time you casually trouble other beastmen and tarnish our wolf clan's reputation…"

She brushed her hand across her own neck, and the three beastmen's eyes widened in terror instantly.

Lang San covered his buttocks, not daring to say a word, and fled limping with his two lackeys.

Shi Nian clapped his hands, turned to look at Cheng Shuili, his eyes gaining a few more points of appreciation: "Human, you are far more special than I thought; this weapon following you might be the best home."

Cheng Shuili shrugged, unabashedly accepting: "Of course, I... a dragon and phoenix among people."

This isn't a title she gave herself; it was confirmed by Dean Xiong Ji of the Bear Institute!

But Su Rui beside her still laughed so hard she couldn't straighten her waist.

Cheng Shuili directly ignored her, resolved this little interlude, and now can trade properly.

However...

In this matter, Cheng Shuili indeed put in a lot of effort; Shi Nian won't... still charge her 100,000 Game Coin, right?

Cheng Shuili admitted that she had indeed wanted to spend 100,000 Game Coin to obtain this blade, but that was then, this is now.

Shi Nian shook his slightly sore paws, turned to look at Cheng Shuili; the emotion in his golden beast eyes was clearly complex, then suddenly steadfast.

She strode toward Cheng Shuili, in the astonished gazes of both, knelt on one knee, and pressed her right paw firmly against her left chest.

"Human, I owe you a huge favor." Her mane trembled slightly in the furnace firelight, "This Night Hunt... take 30,000 Game Coin with you."

Cheng Shuili was about to speak when Shi Nian raised a paw to interrupt her: "First hear me out. Thirty thousand is the material cost; any lower and I'd lose money."

Not...

Cheng Shuili wasn't trying to haggle either.

She just didn't expect Shi Nian to lower the price on his own. But since he said that, Cheng Shuili naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Deal." Cheng Shuili promptly paid 30,000 Game Coin on the panel.

Now...

This blade is hers now.

"But..."

Cheng Shuili shifted the conversation, a flash of cunning in her eyes: "Since you're so generous, how about giving me a little gift? I've heard top-tier blacksmiths serve their creations for life, like regular maintenance and such."

Shi Nian's ears twitched, then he burst out laughing, his paw slamming the counter with a thud: "Cunning human! Good! This blade of yours, I'll maintain it for free forever, I'll cover the material costs!"

Cheng Shuili felt satisfied, raised a hand to brush over the cold blade of Night Hunt, planning to leave with Su Rui when a commotion suddenly came from outside the shop.

"Right here!" Lang San's voice rang out again, this time with full conviction: "Uncle! It's this, this lion beastman shows no regard for others, beating me into this state, plus Lang Da and Lang Er, the two of them—look, uncle! You absolutely cannot let her off lightly!"

Lang Da and Lang Er nodded and bowed, seeming to give a few faint replies, yet also appearing to deny.

Cheng Shuili and Shi Nian exchanged a glance, both sighing.

"Looks like the matter isn't over yet."

Cheng Shuili shook her head helplessly, heading first toward the door.

Outside the door, a tall gray wolf beastman stood with a grim face.

He wore a crisp uniform, a shiny badge on his chest, followed by over a dozen fully armed town guards.

"Miss Shi Nian, even if my useless nephew has offended you in some way, you shouldn't have attacked him—"

The supervisor's words cut off halfway; he wasn't one of those three clueless wolf pups, insisting Cheng Shuili reveal her wolf teeth to make clear this human's identity.

The moment this person appeared, he immediately figured out her identity—this human... is their new king!

The supervisor's face instantly turned pale; he suddenly understood why Lang Da and Lang Er had been hemming and hawing—it must be that idiot Lang San threatening them, demanding they not utter a word about the "king".

Damn thing!