"My friend, you have quite the gift."
The Chi Kong Young Master looked at Ling Chen with a solemn gaze. He knew perfectly well that extorting money was only one of Ling Chen's objectives. What the man truly intended was to establish his dominance, warning the various powers in Blackwater City not to target him. Otherwise, they would end up like Black Snake. Today's actions at the inn were a masterstroke, killing two birds with one stone.
"Not at all, not at all. These minor tricks of mine are just enough to swindle a bit of petty cash," Ling Chen said, shaking his head with a smile.
The Chi Kong Young Master waved his hand. "What you've swindled is hardly petty cash. Eight million taels of gold—that's no small sum! Even I, as the Young Master of the Black Market, would likely struggle to produce that much on short notice. It's nearly the entire fortune of a mid-tier Sect in the Martial World."
