The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: The Lion Opens its Mouth Wide

Translator: 549690339

Upon hearing Qing Jianzi’s words, Wang Tianmu’s heart skipped a beat, inwardly cursing.

Qing Jianzi’s meaning was very clear. He knew about Wang Tianmu’s plan to kill Fang Lin. If even Qing Jianzi was aware of this, then more people in the Purple Mist Sect must know about it too.

Thinking about this, Wang Tianmu’s forehead immediately broke out in cold sweat. He had the distinct feeling he was in a predicament he couldn’t extricate himself from, that could engulf him at any moment.

“Qing Jianzi, what do you mean by this?” Wang Tianmu pretended to be ignorant and asked.

Qing Jianzi sneered: “Elder Wang, aren’t you here for Fang? Let’s not talk in riddles. Miss Han Xiaoxing is also here, only temporarily away to chase after a minion of the Li family. You can explain to her when she returns.”

“What? Miss Han Xiaoxing is here too?” Wang Tianmu was shocked and his face turned pale.

When he wanted to ambush Fang Lin just now, Han Xiaoxing had already gone after Li Songwen, So he only saw Qing Jianzi, he had no idea that Han Xiaoxing was also here.

Knowing now, Wang Tianmu realised he was done for. With Han Xiaoxing also here, there was no chance of concealing his absence from the Martial Sect.

Wang Tianmu looked at Fang Lin, full of regret. He wished he hadn’t caused trouble by coming down the mountain. Wasn’t this just seeking trouble?

Now Fang Lin was safe and sound; he couldn’t do anything to him, and it was highly likely he would be severely punished for his actions.

Wang Tianmu was very clear that the Purple Mist Sect did have some unsavory matters, but if people didn’t know about your involvement, it didn’t matter.

But the worst case was if it all came to light.

If the Martial Sect found out, the head of the Martial Sect might turn a blind

But if Han Xiaoxing found out, that would be a whole different story. It would be a full-blown scandal with hardly any room for maneuvering.

Fang Lin was standing aside, a trace of a smile on his face.

Only now did he understand: Qing Jianzi and Han Xiaoxing came here not just to contend with the Li family minions, but also for Wang Tianmu.

However, Fang Lin was also secretly relieved. If Qing Jianzi hadn’t been there, he might indeed have been successfully ambushed by Wang Tianmu.

At the moment, Wang Tianmu was in a very awkward predicament, and Fang Lin understood it clearly. He was curious about how Wang Tianmu planned to get out of this situation.

Wang Tianmu hesitated for a moment, but quickly regained his composure, turning his gaze towards Fang Lin.

He knew clearly that currently, Fang Lin was his only way out.

As long as Fang Lin didn’t pursue this matter, even if he was to be punished, it wouldn’t be too severe.

Although he bore a thousand grudges against Fang Lin, for his future, Wang Tianmu had to repress all his hate. He appeared wounded and pleading, bowing to Fang Lin with folded hands.

This scene caused Qing Jianzi to frown slightly, but he said nothing.

Fang Lin was caught off guard, then he wore a smirk. It seemed that Wang Tianmu wasn’t stupid, he was quite clever.

“Oh, Elder Wang, what are you doing? This is really too much!” Fang Lin feigned surprise.

Qing Jianzi’s mouth twitched. Could the boy’s acting be any more superficial?

Wang Tianmu was also made helpless by Fang Lin’s exaggerated expression, and said, “Fang Lin, I was wrong, and as long as you don’t pursue this, I am ready to compensate you.”

Seeing Wang Tianmu cut to the chase, Fang Lin didn’t feel like pretending anymore, and coldly replied, “You want to kill me and yet you want me not to pursue it? Where on earth does such a thing happen?”

Qing Jianzi crossed his arms, watching Wang Tianmu as if watching a joke.

Wang Tianmu remained composed and lowered his head, “Indeed, I was here to kill you, but failed. As long as you are willing to spare me, I swear I would never make troubles for you again, and I’ll even have Xuanlong kneel to you to apologize. ”

Fang Lin almost laughed out loud. Wang Tianmu was really something, he actually wanted his own son to kneel to him and apologize.

It was indeed quite unfortunate for Wang Tianmu, almost having to make his son Wang Xuanlong kneel to Fang Lin to say sorry.

After all, Wang Xuanlong had already been beaten up by Fang Lin, so kneeling to apologise was just a matter of losing face.

As long as he could beg Fang Lin for forgiveness, Wang Tianmu would not mind if his son lost face.

Fang Lin shook his head. “It’s not so easy. I may not pursue it, but it depends on how sincere you are.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianmu was overjoyed. He was not afraid of Fang Lin’s harsh conditions, he was just afraid that Fang Lin would ask for nothing and insist on getting him into trouble.

So, he took off a Nine Palace Bag from his waist and threw it to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin was not polite. He picked it up and checked it, but his face remained impassive.

“Is there anything else?” Fang Lin asked indifferently.

Wang Tianmu’s face stiffened, his hands trembling slightly, he took off another Nine Palace Bag and threw it out.

After checking it, Fang Lin didn’t say anything but just looked at Wang Tianmu with a seemingly amused expression.

Qing Jianzi rolled his eyes at Fang Lin. It was indeed typical of him, but it was no wonder, since his life was almost taken so naturally he would set a high price for compensation.

Poor Wang Tianmu, giving away two Nine Palace Bags had already made him heartbroken. But looking at Fang Lin’s expression, it seemed that he was not satisfied at all.

“Ahem, Elder Wang, isn’t it clear to you whether money or your life and status is more important? Surely you don’t need me to calculate this for you?” Fang Lin said while touching his chin, grinning.

Wang Tianmu was silent, he had to admit that Fang Lin made a good point, nothing is more valuable than life, and as long as he retained his position as the elder of the Martial Sect, he could gradually accumulate his lost possessions in the future.

But Wang Tianmu felt heartbroken. His resources, accumulated over most of his lifetime, including a significant part that was meant for his son, now seemed to be cheaply won by Fang Lin.

He gritted his teeth, Wang Tianmu took off two more Nine Palace Bags from his waist and, with trembling hands, gave them to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin, having received two more Nine Palace Bags, finally looked satisfied and casually patted Wang Tianmu’s shoulder.

“Elder Wang is indeed reasonable. In that case, I won’t mention this incident for now.” Fang Lin said with a grin.

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianmu suddenly raised his head and glared at Fang Lin, almost spraying blood from anger.

The meaning of Fang Lin’s words was very clear. Not mentioning it for now didn’t mean never mentioning it. If Wang Tianmu ever crossed him, Fang Lin would bring up this matter, and with Qing Jianzi’s testimony, Wang Tianmu would be finished.

“But you can rest assured, Elder Wang. As long as your family doesn’t trouble me in the future and behaves properly, I certainly won’t bring this up.” Fang Lin finished, then turned to Qing Jianzi.

Qing Jianzi gave a nonchalant twitch of the mouth, “Since you’ve chosen not to pursue it, I won’t say anything, but as for Miss Han Xiaoxing, you will have to explain to her yourself..”