Chapter 37 Turn of Events <TOC> Chapter 39 The King of Hell Calls You to Die at Three in the Morning
Translator: SumTLMan
Li Mu taps his thigh with his finger, waiting for Karli to return.
As a Xia, he naturally would be subjected to ostracism and would be even less likely to gain trust. The only one he could rely on was the Chief, who was also a Xia.
The Chief may not know that Rajaral has already submitted a recommendation letter, he must demonstrate his own abilities during this trial in order to earn her favor.
As a former serf who has worked for nearly ten years, the thing he hated the most was the so-called boss’s test. Whether it was the high-handed expression of superiors or the inexplicable operation of making simple problems complex and difficult, it made him deeply hateful.
After a while, until Li Mei had finished drinking the red tea in the teapot, Karli finally returned to the guest room.
He sat cross-legged on the ground.
“Mr. Li Mu.”
Karli wanted to pour himself a cup of red tea, but found the teapot was empty, he shook the bell to summon the servant to refill the tea.
Li Mu sat quietly on the carpet, staring at him, waiting for him to announce the result.
“I’m sorry, Master Kallari still decided to accept Tempur’s recommendation letter. You can wait another two years, the door of the Kallari Sect will always be open for you.”
“Didn’t you just close your doors to me now?”
Li Mu stood up:
“Now that the Kallari Sect has made its choice, it’s my turn to make my choice.”
Karli’s heart suddenly jumped, the front of this security officer, who was at most only the fifth level of strength, for some reason gave him a very dangerous feeling.
This hair-raising feeling even made him think of his escape from the clutches of death after facing the family.
Li Mu turned and left the guest room.
“Choose to give up?”
Shen Luoyan placed his hand behind his back and approached Li Mu, who was standing in front of him, asking.
“No, but I will choose to achieve my goal by other means.”
Li Mu stopped in his tracks as a Xingdu resident blocked their path.
“Is it you who wants to come and compete with me for the qualification of the Kallari Sect?”
The resident held his shoulders, scrutinizing Li Mu with audacious eyes, “With just someone as worthless as you, are you even worthy of a recommendation letter? Do you also want to compete with me for the position?”
“I can kill someone like you with just one punch.”
“You Xia people are always a low-ranked ethnicity and only fit to be slaves for us Xingdu people. If it wasn’t for the Chief, I would have you killed the next day on the street.”
“If you can have that woman behind you deliver herself to me, I might consider sparing your life, but you’ll have to lie down and serve me as a dog.”
He was about to push Li Mu’s face with his hand.
Li Mu directly grabbed his wrist, his facial muscles tensed.
“Believe it or not, you will die tonight.”
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In a multi-layered apartment in the Western City, a golden lion-shaped incense burner was slowly emitting a faint fragrance from its mouth, permeating the air inside and making one drowsy.
Rajaral, shirtless, was lying on a sofa cushioned with swamp tiger skin, surrounded by a crowd of coquettish young girls.
He held the jaw of a Xia young girl and examined her closely.
“Tempur, do you see how much she resembles Shen Luoyan?”
Tempur knelt down on the ground and quickly took a look at the woman.
“Her looks! Very similar?”
“She does look similar, but I feel the nose and eyes don’t look alike at all?”
Rajaral opened his mouth, revealing white teeth, and stuck out his tongue to lick the face of the Xia girl.
Tempur’s ear was filled with the cooing voice of the young girl, full of vitality like a yellow oriole, as other girls competed for attention.
His back broke out in goosebumps, these women thought they could soar to great heights by climbing onto the governor’s son, but they did not know that they had already stepped into hell.
“How did you handle the matter I entrusted you with?”
Rajaral’s voice echoed from above.
Tempur jolted, immediately answering.
“That Xia man was a wimp, I just scared him, he only said a few harsh words and then ran away like a coward.”
“Rajaral, what Xia man dares to offend you, I will have my dad sink him into the Mohanendi River.”
The Xia girl immediately showed off her father’s influence. Her father operated a small power station that supplied electricity to the Xia settlement in Avonigarda City, and because he was being monitored by the Xingdu people, he sent his daughter to Rajaral.
“No need, baby.”
Rajaral greedily stroked the girl’s porcelain-like skin.
“Continue to put pressure on him, I want to make it impossible for him to do business in the Avonigarda Province. He still has an Eastern Xia woman with him, use whatever means, tie her up, torture her, then kill her and send him a few photos.”
Rajaral took out a cigar, cutting off the ends with the cigar cutter.
The Xia girl beside him immediately took out a match and lit it for him.
“You’re so wicked.”
In her eyes, all Eastern Xia people are barbarians, dead is dead.
Rajaral took a deep drag on the cigar and exhaled blue smoke.
Tempur wiped the sweat that had formed on his forehead.
“The governor over there…”
“What are you afraid of? Although the old monster Shen Hongshi is terrifying, he also has his own troubles. His granddaughter can cause some trouble in the Avonigarda Province. And I don’t believe she would turn her back on me just for a mere East Xia person.”
Rajaral impatiently said.
“Yes, yes, young master, I’ll go back and organize the manpower.”
Tempur replied urgently.
“You can leave.”
Rajaral waved his hand.
Tempur didn’t even dare to lift his butt and shuffled out of the apartment, closing the door. He leaned against the wall, slightly panting. The inhuman aura from Rajaral was getting stronger and stronger, and every meeting made him nervous.
His hearing was excellent, and even through the soundproof door, he could still faintly hear the giggles inside. But soon the laughter turned into piercing screams and the sound of chewing bones.
Hasty footsteps came, someone in fear fled to the door, frantically twisting the door handle and knocking on the soundproof door.
“Save me! Save me! Please! Someone save me!”
The sharp cries for help pierced Tempur’s eardrums like red-hot needles, no longer with the earlier melodious tone of a yellow oriole, but rather like the wailing of a female ghost.
“Bang!”
A loud noise was accompanied by the sound of bones cracking and blood spraying. The sturdy soundproof door shook.
Then came the hair-raising chewing sounds.
“You’re not gone yet, Tempur!”
Rajaral’s voice, somewhat vague, rose as if he was speaking with something in his mouth.
Tempur shuddered and felt as if he was doused with ice water. Sweat soaked through his clothes.
“I… I’m waiting for the elevator.”
“Be careful on the road.”
Rajaral finally swallowed what was in his mouth and spoke with a somewhat sinister voice.
Chapter 37 Turn of Events <TOC> Chapter 39 The King of Hell Calls You to Die at Three in the Morning