Chapter 0294 – Father and Son Talk – Absolute Returns

by GreatBrother(위대한 다오 형제)

"He said he wanted me to vouch for his son."

The Fist Demon sniffed and immediately looked at De Out with a look of idiocy .

"No! No it isn’t! You have mistaken me for someone else! I don’t know anything! Please, spare me!"

De Out Finally collapsed, he fell to his knees and kept kowtowing and begging for forgiveness. Today, not only did he meet the legendary Eight Devil Sovereigns, he also saw the Heavenly Devil himself, this was simply more bizarre than a dream.

Right at this moment, Jian Wuchen suddenly opened his mouth and asked:

"Why don’t you buy my doll?"

The Sect Leader Doll was not available in the first place, so what Sword Wudu was asking was, why not buy the Heavenly Demon Soul Doll? This is simply the biggest storm of the day for De Out. The hearts of Zhao Chunpei and the diners downstairs were once again in their throats.

At that moment, Fist Demon also interjected:

"Where’s my doll?"

De Out looked down at the Blood Sky Blade Demon and Demon Buddha Dolls pinned to his waist. The huge knife and the golden glow were just too conspicuous.

"So, I should have bought the Heavenly Demon Soul and the Fist Demon’s doll!"

Just because you chose the wrong doll, you’re going to give up your life here? Old man Goatee, I won’t let you go even as a ghost!

Tokudai didn’t know how to answer anymore, and could only say with a crying face:

"The dolls of the two adults …… are too fierce for me to buy ……"

It had to be said that De Out’s desire to survive was still very strong, and he chose the most honest answer. Jian Wu Chen couldn’t help but laugh, and even the Fist Demon laughed along with him. It seemed that it was De Out’s credit to make the Heavenly Demon laugh so heartily today.

Jian Wuchen pulled out a silver ticket from his pocket, and with a flick of his fingers, the silver ticket landed lightly in De Zu’s hand.

De Out Fixed his eyes on it and stared in disbelief. That was actually a silver ticket with a face value of a thousand taels! A sound of sucking in cool air also came from downstairs.

"Take this money and go buy my dolls, and his."

De out Tears of excitement, the diners downstairs also cast envious glances.

"What? You don’t want to?"

"No, no, no! I’m willing! Of course I do!"

After a whole day of shock and misunderstanding, Tokudai finally realized the other party’s intention at the last moment.

"I’ll quit my job and go home, honor my parents, and never do anything as unethical as debt collection again!"

After saying that, De Out Then he turned into a stream of light and flew out of the tavern. Of course, he didn’t fly up with dust, but was sent out by Jian Wuchen with dust qi.

There was a gasp of surprise downstairs, and everyone was envious of Der Out’s good fortune.

Zhao Chunpei said smilingly:

"This customer, you see this guarantee ……"

"No need, let him be the luckiest man in the world."

"Many thanks, Sect Leader! Thank you, Sect Leader!" De De Out Excitedly, he knelt down and kowtowed, then left the tavern with a thousand thanks.

I think that in those years, the old man had also done things in the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, and the first time I went out on a mission …… de out While walking, I recalled everything that happened today, and my heart was full of emotions.

Zhao Chunpei looked up to the second floor, his eyes filled with admiration. Although De Out had offended more than a few times today, the Lord Sect Leader was magnanimous, not only did he not blame him, but he also gave him a chance to start over. Zhao Chunpei felt admiration for Jian Wuchen from the bottom of his heart.

Above all, the way the Heavenly Devil laughed openly today was so delightful.

Zhao Chunpei walked behind the counter and wrote today’s date on the wall next to it:

The day the Bishop opened his heart.

After so many years of doing business, today was definitely the most memorable and happy day for him.

On the second floor, the two men who were the most paramount in the Heavenly Demon God Sect were still continuing their conversation. The person that Sword Wudu trusted the most was Fist Demon, so the two of them spoke rather casually to each other.

"You seem to be in a good mood."

"It’s not anyone else’s turn to make me vouch for anything in my life, is it?"

"Ever since that child Wuji arrived, the things you’ve been through are still dusting are getting more and more unbelievable. For example, suddenly having a baby daughter."

Fist Demon had come this time to tell Jian Wuchen about this matter.

"I’ve decided to adopt Eve, and she’ll be my daughter from now on."

Although Jian Wu Chen was well-informed, he was still a bit surprised to hear this news.

He picked up the flask and filled a glass of wine for the fist demon.

"Congratulations."

Fist Demon took the glass and drank it down.

"Thank you, Master, for accepting a disciple and having another daughter, it seems that I, Dust, am blessed in my old age."

"Daughters are better than sons, son that shit, raise them up ……"

Speaking here, Jian Wuchen suddenly stopped, his gaze looking out the window, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

However, the guy who wanted him to vouch for his son today reminded him of his own son.

Jian Wuji Still locked himself in his room, concentrating on cultivating Time stops .

All of his cultivation now took place in a time-stopped state. In this way, he had much more time to cultivate than before. And as his cultivation time increased, the duration of the time stop also grew longer and longer, forming a virtuous cycle.

Just then, Zhu Yang, the steward of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce who had lent him silver before, came to his door.

"I’ve seen a lot of oddballs in my years in this business, but it’s the first time I’ve seen your father’s name written as the head of a demonic sect."

When he left the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, he wrote the result of his first and last investigation mission as "the debtor stole the name of the Demon Sect Master". After all, who would believe that the son of a Heavenly Demon would use the name of the Demon Sect Master to borrow money? post to borrow money?

"You’ve never met my father, so how do you know I wrote a fake name?"

"Of course we’ve met your father."

"You guys met my dad?"

"Just a drink in a tavern, why?"

Sword Wuji couldn’t help but smile as he smiled at those words. His smile was the same as the smile that Jian Wuchen had earlier at the Wind Flow Residence.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, just remembered something funny."

Jian Wuji Thinking of his father who was drinking alone at the Wind and Flow Residence, a warmth could not help but well up in his heart. It was as if he saw his father’s magnificent back and the heavy burden he carried on his shoulders. At this moment, he incomparably missed his father.

"I think you’re not going to stop until you reach the Yellow River, you have to be caught in the Devil’s Cult, flayed and thrown into a salt shaker for pickling before you’ll give up, don’t you?"

"Do you have the guts to take me to the Demon Cult?"

When Zhu Yang heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that you are dust of not putting our Tongtian Chamber of Commerce in your eyes."

Zhu Yang had already begun to calculate how to concoct Jian Wuji in his mind, but he didn’t show it. He wanted to make Jian Wuji slowly despair in fear and eventually die in pain.

"I’m just following your rules, you’re the ones who told me to write my father’s name and address."

Sword Wuji still looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, which made Zhu Yang even more annoyed.

"Young man, don’t be too angry."

Zhu Yang decided not to talk to Sword Wuji anymore Crap, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said coldly:

"See for yourself."

It was an IOU that clearly stated that if the borrower provided false information, he would have to repay ten times the amount borrowed.

"The writing is too small, and what’s it say, why can’t I read it?"

"It’s clearly written on the IOU that if you provide a false name and address, you will have to pay back ten times what you borrowed."

"I clearly wrote Dusty’s information, it’s just that you don’t believe it yourself."

Zhu Yang said patiently:

"Tell you what, I’m going to give you one more chance, as long as you tell me your father’s dusty name and address right now, I can forget about it."

Sword Wuji Of course, he would not believe Zhu Yang’s bullshit, he looked at Zhu Yang with a smile on his face and said:

“What are you going to do if I call one of Dusty Positive’s Demon Cultists?”

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