Stop flattering me, system! I'm about to become a saint!

Chapter 68 Manipulating in the Palm of Your Hand

"Master Liu, whatever your intentions, I admit I was frightened. I'm willing to make peace with you; after all, who would turn down money?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be good if this matter could be resolved peacefully; he really didn't want to fight Yang Song to the death.

He got nothing but a mess!

only……

The most crucial question now is whether Yang Song is truly sincere about reconciliation.

Liu Zhen asked cautiously, "Officer Yang, you're not deliberately trying to trick me, are you?"

Yang Song pretended to be taken aback, then put on a stern face and said, "Master Liu, what kind of person do you take me for?"

My name, Yang Song, is known to everyone in Anping County. Everyone knows me; who doesn't know I'm a man of my word?

Liu Zhen fell silent.

Indeed, in everyone's eyes, Yang Song was a person of noble character, who hated evil, was compassionate, and adhered to the right path.

Such a person certainly wouldn't resort to any scheming.

but……

Yang Song was far too straightforward.

They just said they'd reconcile without even trying, it felt like they were just going through the motions.

"Master Liu."

Yang Song said, "That night, the Wang family father and daughter poisoned me, which made me completely sober."

One should not be overly kind, nor should one disregard oneself for the sake of others. So why wouldn't I accept your money?

After all, the higher one's cultivation level, the more silver one will need for future cultivation. In order not to delay my future cultivation, I am willing to reconcile with you.

He paused for a moment, then added, "The question now is, are you truly sincere about reconciling with me?"

Don't be two-faced, saying you want to reconcile with me while secretly plotting to harm me.

Liu Zhen hurriedly said, "Officer Yang, I swear to God, if I have uttered even the slightest lie, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"

Yang Song gave Liu Zhen a deep look and gave him a friendly smile: "Then let's make peace."

Overjoyed, Liu Zhenxi clasped his hands in thanks and said, "Officer Yang, thank you very much."

Yang Song waved his hand: "No need to be so polite."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Peng Baoju.

Liu Zhen immediately reprimanded, "Baoju, apologize to Constable Yang for your rudeness just now."

Peng Baoju gritted his teeth, feeling resentful but having no choice but to comply.

"Officer Yang, I was rude just now. I hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against me."

Yang Song laughed and said, "Oh dear, you were only yelling and shouting because of your master. How could I take it to heart?"

Peng Baoju: "..."

Ignoring Peng Baoju's grim expression, Yang Song shifted his gaze to Liu Zhen: "Master Liu, your disciple is wearing a blue robe; is he a member of the Green Robe Gang?"

Liu Zhen explained, "Baoju is the leader of the Green Robe Gang. He manages all the affairs of the gambling den, big and small, so I can rest easy."

"Oh……"

Yang Song nodded, then asked, "The Green Robe Gang must consist of disciples from various martial arts schools, right?"

"Officer Yang is indeed clever. I didn't say anything, and you've already guessed most of what's going on in the gang."

[Is this some kind of talk from Liu Zhen?]

Who doesn't know you're exceptionally intelligent? Who doesn't know you're resourceful? Who doesn't know you're a master of foresight?

His words are as foul as a fart, not worth listening to at all!

[Reward: Ten days of cultivation points]

As Yang Song listened to the system's curses, he sized up Peng Baoju.

After killing Liu Zhen and his son, he set about eradicating the Green Robe Gang.

Peng Baoju stood up for himself today, and he'll remember this grudge!

"Officer Yang."

Seeing that Yang Song's eyes were strange, Liu Zhen quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Baoju was rude to you because of me. Please don't hold it against him. After all, you'll need him in the future. Feel free to ask him to do any chores or hard work. He promises he won't complain."

Yang Song withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and said to Liu Zhen, "Master Liu, for your sake, I'll let this matter go."

Liu Zhen was immediately moved and said solemnly, "Officer Yang, thank you!"

Yang Song waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Poor Liu Zhen, he was on the verge of death but knew nothing about it. He even dreamed of relying on you, his benefactor, to rise to prominence in Anping County.

You don't want to wake him up immediately. He's spent his whole life scheming for fame and fortune; he's finally seen a glimmer of hope, how can you bear to extinguish it yourself?

[Reward: Ten days of cultivation points]

"Hey, after saying so much, what are we still doing standing in the yard?"

"Officer Yang, please come inside. Please sit down and have a cup of tea. I'll have my maid reserve a table for you at Dingqing Restaurant."

"it is good."

Yang Song readily agreed and went straight into the main room.

Inside the room was a long table with a grand chair on each side, and several chairs facing each other below it. The delicate scent of sandalwood filled the entire room.

Yang Song sat down in the guest seat, while Peng Baoju sat in the chair below the head of the table.

Liu Zhen instructed the maid to remove the tea from the table and brew fresh tea before sitting down in the main seat.

Yang Song, too lazy for pleasantries, went straight to the point: "Master Liu, when are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"

Liu Zhen was taken aback, not expecting Yang Song to be in such a hurry.

He coughed lightly and said calmly, "Officer Yang is indeed a man of few words. I will go and prepare the money right now."

With that, Liu Zhen got up and left the main room, went to the secret room in the study to find a stack of silver notes, and then returned.

"Officer Yang, this is the money I owe you."

Liu Zhen respectfully placed the silver notes on the table; each note had a face value of ten thousand taels.

Fifteen thousand taels of silver were simply placed in front of Yang Song.

Yang Song clicked his tongue: "I've asked for too little money. Master Liu is much richer than I imagined. So this is how you make money running a gambling den?"

Liu Zhen smiled wryly and said, "Officer Yang is joking. The gambling den does make money, but with 30% of the profits split among several martial arts schools, there's not much money actually in my hands."

This 150,000 taels of silver represents all my worldly possessions; I dare not utter a single falsehood about that.

Liu Zhen was indeed telling the truth. Ever since Pang Jianxiong came to Anping County, he had adopted a stance of neither offending nor currying favor with any of the various factions, and he had exchanged all the silver in his house for banknotes.

In this way, if any unexpected situation arises, he can simply take the banknotes and leave, ensuring he doesn't lose all the wealth he has painstakingly earned.

"You only have 150,000 taels of silver in your household?"

Yang Song clearly didn't believe it, and his expression showed suspicion.

"real."

Liu Zhen sighed, "I almost spent all my savings to buy this house. The annual maintenance is a huge expense, and daily cultivation also requires money, not to mention social obligations... I really only have this little bit of money left."

Yang Song nodded slightly and put the silver notes on the table in his pocket.

After Liu Zhen finished speaking, he said, "Master Liu, you've said so much, shouldn't you have Liu Changsheng come out and apologize to me?"

Liu Zhen slapped his forehead: "Of course, of course."

He hurriedly went out of the main room and called a maid to go to the backyard to invite Liu Changsheng.