Chapter 883

First Volume_Chapter 883 Extorting by Hitting?

Wang Gang seized the opportunity and shouted threateningly: "If you don't want this to reach the Yamen, pay up quickly! If my comrade suffers any harm, you'll be supporting him for the rest of his life!"

Saying this, Wang Gang cast hungry, leering glances at the four Celestial Immortals, his throat bobbing as he swallowed saliva.

Shu Feng looked at the few scheming bumpkins extorting money, his eyes filled with utter revulsion, and softly asked Li Xiaolan beside him: "His Highness, should I go down and kill them?"

Li Xiaolan let out a light hum, watching the shoddy acting of the hired thugs, and said coolly: "No need to dirty your hands. Scum like this are everywhere on the streets—you can't kill them all."

"They just want to extort money? Give it to them. There's no point wasting time on such trash."

Xiao Xiangxiang hid behind Li Xiaolan, dissatisfied, muttering softly: "These bastards deliberately blocked the road to extort money and even injured the coachman. Not punishing them is one thing, but now we're giving them money? That's too lenient."

Before Li Xiaolan could respond, Shen Qingci smiled and asked: "How do you want to punish them?"

"We've traveled thousands of li to meet Feng'er here. If Feng'er knew these people tried to humiliate us, what do you think would happen?"

At these words, Xiao Xiangxiang quickly pulled her head back and whispered: "Young Master… will… kill them."

"Not just them!"

"Given Young Master's nature, if his family is bullied, he'll uproot everyone behind these bastards too."

Shen Qingci shrugged: "So, our coming here to reunite is a good thing—a surprise for Feng'er. Why make it look so ugly? If a few hired thugs ruin our mood, it's not worth it."

"As the saying goes: the King of Hell is easy to deal with, but the Little Ghosts are hard to shake off. If a small amount of silver can solve it, there's no need to be stubborn."

"You two are not only Xiaolan's maids, but also the Lord of the Northern Border's Tieshen Yuhuan—and future Concubines of the Qin Family. Understand your status."

"Does a phoenix soaring through the heavens descend to argue with street dogs baring their teeth? Just ignore them."

Hearing the elder miss mention "Concubine," Xiao Xiangxiang and Shu Feng exchanged glances, both blushing instantly and nodding slightly in understanding.

Shu Feng pulled out five taels of silver and threw it directly.

"Take it. Get lost."

Wang Gang stared at the Silver Ingot rolling a few circles before stopping firmly at his feet, his eyes widening in awe—what a lavish gesture!

He quickly snatched it up and shoved it into his chest.

Zhang Dahu, seeing this, grew unhappy and was about to protest—then noticed Wang Gang frantically signaling him, realizing the game wasn't over yet.

Zhang Dahu immediately realized: these so-called nobles must be terrified that Wang Gang would drag them to the Yamen, so they paid to settle things quietly.

Crime Minister's Family Members feared most of all being discovered by the Official Residence.

If so, they could use this excuse to keep extorting!

Thinking this, Zhang Dahu screamed even more hysterically: "Oh no, my leg—it's killing me!"

"If I'm crippled, you'll have to support me for life! Oh, I've got elderly parents and young children—if I'm paralyzed, who'll care for them?"

Wang Gang pressed his advantage, roaring: "Five taels of silver to settle this? Don't be ridiculous!"

"My comrade is young and strong—he'll earn at least fifty taels of silver in his lifetime!"

"Besides, we stood here helping you out—don't you owe us some labor fee? Without one hundred taels of silver, this isn't over. If you're not satisfied, let's take it to the Yamen!"

Seeing these hired thugs push further, Li Xiaolan showed not the slightest surprise.

After all, they'd already labeled them as fugitive Crime Minister's Family Members—unafraid and emboldened.

Li Xiaolan's lips moved slightly, her voice calm: "Then go ahead. File your complaint at the Yamen."

The coachman limped up from the ground, preparing to drive off—but Wang Gang grabbed him.

At that moment, a small foot suddenly kicked forward, striking Wang Gang's nose with perfect accuracy.

Wang Gang felt a whirring sound in his skull, toppled backward, his mind blank—when he came to, his clothes were already soaked in blood.

The hired thugs froze, staring at Shu Feng with utter dread.

"This… this woman is a Practitioner."

Accustomed to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, they instantly wilted at facing a true hardliner—daring not to move.

Wang Gang didn't rise. Instead, he shut his eyes and lay still, pretending to be dead.

Seeing this, Zhang Dahu's heart leapt with joy!

It was natural for Crime Minister's Family Members to have bodyguards. If they didn't act, fine—but now that they had, it was perfect!

With concrete injuries now, one hundred taels of silver won't be enough!

Zhang Dahu growled: "You're too arrogant! First you hit me, then you knocked my comrade down—unconscious, possibly dead! Call the Yamen! Call the Yamen now!"

The hired thugs snapped to attention, realizing the stakes had skyrocketed—the profit margin surged instantly. They grew excited and joined in shouting for the Yamen.

Watching their over-the-top performance, Li Xiaolan let out a light hum, saying nothing.

Shen Qingci smiled and shook her head, waving to Shu Feng—signal her to follow standard procedure.

Along this journey spanning thousands of li, they'd encountered roadbandits extorting money before. Those with luck stopped when paid a few taels and fled. Those without luck? Simply died.

Shu Feng stood atop the carriage, looking down at the yelling thugs with contempt: "Your ladies have already given you a chance. You chose not to take it. Since you're so eager to die, we'll oblige."

"You want to report to the Yamen? Go ahead! We won't go anywhere—we'll wait right here. I'd like to see if the Yamen Runners of Changshui County dare detain my lady!"

Hearing Shu Feng speak so boldly, Zhang Dahu's face twisted with fury: "Fine! Let's see who's afraid when the Yamen Runners arrive!"

Zhang Dahu had no fear—he knew Chen Tian would turn a blind eye and side with him.

After all, the owner of the Yong'an Treasure Bureau had extremely strong connections in Changshui County. Aside from the few big figures in Zhang Dahu's mind, no one dared offend the owner.

One of the hired thugs ran off without looking back toward the County Yamen.

Zhang Dahu sneered: "Report to the Yamen? Ha! Do you even know where you are? No matter how noble your past, once you're in Changshui County, you keep your tail tucked."

"Judging by your attire, you're clearly used to being spoiled missy-types—can't adjust to reality, come here throwing tantrums. No one will indulge you!"

Shen Qingci couldn't help retorting: "Only one person needs to indulge us."

Zhang Dahu blinked in surprise: "Oh? So the miss can speak? I thought you were some otherworldly spirit."