Zhang Chen and Xu Erniu carried large bags as they walked back. These leftovers would be enough for them to have a few good days.
However, they were just kids, and hadn’t walked far from the Jiang Family’s gate when they saw seven or eight beggars watching them from afar.
"Oh no!" Xu Erniu whispered in Zhang Chen’s ear, her voice tinged with panic.
"What?" Zhang Chen asked.
"That’s the beggar leader nearby, he often snatches food from me! He must be eyeing our food!"
Before they could finish speaking, the two found themselves surrounded by seven or eight beggars.
"Kids, hand over everything you’ve got," the leading beggar commanded, his hair disheveled and body exuding a foul stench.
Upon hearing this, Xu Erniu’s face changed drastically, her eyes filled with horror: "So it’s Beggar Wang. Since you want these meals, consider it a humble offering from us."
As Xu Erniu spoke, she was ready to surrender, handing out the food, but Zhang Chen, standing by, was displeased. How could a cultivator like him be bullied by mere mortals?
Even if his abilities were suppressed by the Innate Yin Yang Qi, he still had the Golden Scissors, didn’t he?
"Erniu, if you give them the food, what will I eat?" Zhang Chen grabbed Xu Erniu’s shoulder.
"Are you out of your mind?" Xu Erniu was terrified by Zhang Chen’s words, frantically winking at him, but Zhang Chen ignored her, his cold eyes fixed on the beggar leader across from them:
"You guys want the food in my hands?"
"Well, well, we’re really in for some fun today. You seem new here, don’t you know the rules?" The beggar leader, tall and muscular, eyed Zhang Chen, his dirty face twisted in a menacing smile.
"Beggar leader, this kid’s a bit slow, recently got sick and fevered and lost his mind. Please don’t hold it against him. We’ll offer all the food to you!" Xu Erniu’s voice was filled with fear, her body trembling as she tried to hand over the food.
"Ha, I think he’s perfectly sane. Today, I’m going to break an arm of his to teach him the rules of the beggars in Yangzhou." The beggar leader stared coldly at Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen shook his head: "I don’t know your rules, nor do I care about them. Now, I’ll show you my rules."
As he spoke, Zhang Chen held Xu Erniu’s shoulder, then quickly covered her eyes. In the next moment, his Spiritual World’s Golden Scissors gently vibrated, a thread of Qi Mechanism rose, transforming into needle-thin black and white streams, emerging from Zhang Chen’s sleeve, followed by a series of harsh screams.
All the beggars’ left-hand little fingers fell to the ground.
The aura of the Golden Scissors was mysterious, swift, and stealthy, beyond the perception of the people in front of them. They only felt pain in their hands, and then their fingers fell, spraying blood everywhere.
Now the beggars looked at their fallen fingers on the ground, their eyes filled with horror as they stared at Zhang Chen. They realized they’d encountered a tough opponent. Without another word, they turned to run, but the next moment Zhang Chen’s icy voice rang out: "Anyone who dares to run will die!"
The beggars stood where they were, faces bitter, not daring to take another step, their eyes pitifully watching Zhang Chen, groaning in pain.
"If anyone dares to cry out again, they’ll die!" Zhang Chen coldly warned.
Upon hearing this, the beggars immediately fell silent, not daring to make a sound.
At this point, the beggar leader knelt down and begged for mercy: "We were blind to offend someone like you. We accept whatever punishment you see fit."
Zhang Chen looked at the beggars: "Hand over all your money and belongings."
The beggars looked at each other and then at Zhang Chen, their eyes filled with strangeness, thinking Zhang Chen wasn’t quite normal. Even if you want to rob, shouldn’t you target the wealthy? Robbing us beggars, are you out of your mind?
If we had money, would we still need to be beggars?
Then they carefully took out the copper plates from their clothes and handed them to Zhang Chen, which made him pause: "That’s all you’ve got?"
The copper plates seemed to be fewer than five hundred.
"Are you trying to fool ghosts? Or are you not afraid of death?" Zhang Chen’s gaze grew colder, his eyes cutting into them like knives.
Do they really think Zhang Chen is a novice in the Martial World? Do they think he doesn’t know the ways of the world?
Earlier, Xu Erniu called him a beggar leader, so it must be the Beggar Gang. In past novels, the Beggar Gang extorted, cheated, and ran all sorts of rackets, raking in money daily.
And here they are, with less than five hundred copper plates, do they take him for a fool?
The beggar leader was on the verge of tears, kneeling and pleading: "Master, if we had money, would we need to beg? Would we need to steal food from you?"
They were just a group of a dozen beggars bundling together!
"You’re a beggar leader, how can you be so poor? Is there someone powerful behind you?" Zhang Chen coldly inquired, wanting to know if there were any riches within the Beggar Gang he could pilfer for some startup capital.
He’s not afraid of offending anyone. Even if his Golden Scissors are weak, they can easily take down anyone below a Yin Spirit.
The beggar leader was about to cry: "Oh my ancestor, we’re just a group of beggars, what power do we have? If we had any power, we’d be eating inside the Jiang Family’s courtyard, not begging at the gate."