Chapter 122 – Underground Escape (3) (1/2)

Chapter 122 - Underground Escape (3)

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Ye Lang nodded his head and said: “Yep, it’s all the same, I don’t know where I’m supposed to go anyways!”

“Then come with us. Right now, we just happen to be going to the Vermillion Bird Empire’s Fire Dragon City.” The big sister replied.

If Ye Lanyu and company were here right now, they would definitely stop Ye Lang from going off with strangers and getting kidnapped.

However, they were all absent, so Ye Lang very simply nodded and said: “Okay, this way is best!”

Just like this, Ye Lang was “kidnapped” by this unfamiliar big sister…

When Ye Lang followed the big sister to an inn where several drunkards were drinking wine, they suddenly leaped over and looked at Ye Lang like he was a fat lamb being brought to the slaughter and used a weird voice to shout:

“Sister Mandy, is this the new boss?”

These circumstances would very much cause people to think of one thing, this was a ploy!

“You guys- you guys wouldn’t be bad people would you! If you want money you can have it, but nothing else is up for grabs!” Ye Lang directly spouted out what was within his heart.

“…“ The big sister, that is to say sister Mandy, fell silent, and then with a dark expression, she started yelling at the drunkards: “You bastards, don’t start drinking just because you have nothing to do, you have work to do! Take people’s money, help fix people’s problems! Also, remember, this is a little brother I just met. He’s traveling with us to the Fire Dragon city, not some boss!”

“Sorry to have shown you this, little brother, my subordinates are all these kinds of people, don’t misunderstand, they’re all mercenaries!” Sister Mandy hurriedly explained to Ye Lang. She had lost a lot of face.

“Ah, he’s not, judging by his clothes, he’s dressed like the prince of a noble family. How is he not a new boss you found while looking for extra income… *cough cough* right, we will go protect the boss…” Those people noticed that sister Mandy’s eyes were starting to burn with anger and immediately greased up their feet and ran away.

“Oh so you were all mercenaries, this is the best, I have people to protect me. When everything ends, I will definitely reward you.” Ye Lang understood now. So this big sister is in the mercenary business and right now she just happens to be going to the Fire Dragon city on business.

“Don’t listen to their blind talk, you’re just coming along for the ride, you don’t need to pay!” Sister Mandy hurriedly explained. She didn’t want Ye Lang to misunderstand her intentions as impure.

Towards words like these, Ye Lang’s reply, I’m sure many people can guess, were:

“No, if I can spend money, I definitely will. I am a prodigal son; Don’t worry about saving me money.” Ye Lang, as expected, didn’t let down everyone and continued to follow his goal of being prodigal.

“…” Sister Mandy had seen many prodigal sons before, but this was her first time seeing one so confident.

“It’s decided! Boss, give me the best room in the house… What? Somebody’s already living in it? Tell him to give it to me, sir, I have lots of money!” Ye Lang appeared to be trying to spend all the money in his pocket until he only had pocket lint left.

He already had no relation to the current Ye family, as long as he spent all the money on his person, he would reach rock bottom. That way he could fulfill his greatest wish: Waste away an entire family fortune, walk away with hands empty!

“…” Sister Mandy suddenly asked herself why she had found this youngster so likable. At this time, he was clearly doing very despicable things.

Under Ye Lang’s prodigal assault, the tenant of the number one room gave in and did so happily because he had benefitted more than he could have imagined.

“Boss, bring a bowl of shark fin soup to rinse my mouth with…” This was something Ye Lang would say at the 3 meals of the day, and every time he would really use shark fin soup to rinse his mouth and then place it to the side and not eat it.

“Sister Mandy, where did you find this kind of rich young master, does he have a grudge against money?” Looking at these events, the mercenaries started feeling apprehensive.

“Has a grudge? That’s not it, it should be said he doesn’t care about money at all. He’s treating it like toilet paper!” Another mercenary expressed it in vulgar terms.