Chapter 2 - Possessed (1/2)

Most of the people who came to the martial hall belonged to the lower social cla.s.ses, and the words that come out of their mouth are the more vulgar kinds that aren’t pleasant to the ear.

Lin Xuanzhi opened his eyes that were smeared with blood, he lied facing the ground and his whole body looked like it was falling apart. His hip bone was no longer bent in a smooth arc like before, it looks like it had already been broken.

But Lin Xuanzhi still struggled to turn his head to face the young boy.

“I have money I have money, 1000 gold, to redeem my Gege!” the young boy shouted and hurriedly stuffed a gold piece of banknote into the hands of the martial hall’s supervisor.

The supervisor frowned, then squinted at the gold banknote in his hand.

Yan Tianhen was terrified that this guy wouldn’t accept it, so he added on apprehensively, “You said before that you’ll let my Gege leave with 1000 gold, you can’t go back on your words!”

“Kid, what are you so anxious for? Did I say I wouldn’t accept it? Go go go stand at a side, don’t stand here and take up my air.”

The supervisor impatiently waved away the Yan Tianhen who had delivered money to him, then looked down at the money mark printed on the gold banknote. The edges of his lips curved up into a hint of a sly smile, then he rolled up the gold banknote and stuffed it into his storage bag.

This kid really does have his way to get money, but, it’s probably the last bit of money Lin Xuanzhi has left in his savings.

The supervisor then made a beckoning gesture with his hand and said a few words to the attendant beside him.

Soon after, someone went onstage to announce, “I declare the winner of this match to be – Wu Qingzong!

After the announcement, the short and skinny young boy immediately rushed onto the stage.

But his movements were obviously a bit slow, his left leg was unable to exert a lot of pressure.

Yan Tianhen had a face full of worry as he kneeled beside Lin Xuanzhi. He looked at his older brother whose white robe was soaked in blood and was at a loss as to what to do.

Yan Tianhen had seen Lin Xuanzhi’s injured state before, but he had never seen a Lin Xuanzhi that had been wounded to this extent.