Red Heart Patrols the Sky

"Hmm?" Yuan Yong furrowed his brow: "Am I supposed to clean up your mess?"

Chai Asi already understood.

This Scar Grandpa clearly wants to take advantage of the change in the payment location to make some extra money for himself. Whether handed over at the Old Ape Tavern or the casino, it all belongs to the Fruit and Flower Club.

Only when he personally comes to collect is it for his own pocket.

But understanding is one thing, and Chai Asi can only agree.

Like the folk song goes: crawling and rolling in the mud and dirt with a smiling face, a worldly little monster. Laughing helplessly without support, an innocent pitiful creature...

He fumbled in his pocket for a long time, counted out eight Five Coin King Money, and respectfully held them in his palm: "This is the monthly customary fee, please kindly accept it."

The highest valued currency circulating among the Demon clan is the Five Coin Heavenly Money. Next is the Five Coin Emperor Money, and finally the Five Coin King Money.

One Five Coin Heavenly Money equals one hundred Five Coin Emperor Money.

One Five Coin Emperor Money equals one hundred Five Coin King Money.

Beneath the Five Coin King Money there is "Copper Shell Money," commonly called "big coin," which generally serves as a supplement and can’t buy anything useful. Between one hundred and twenty to one hundred and fifty can be exchanged for one Five Coin King Money.

Strictly speaking, the Fruit and Flower Club’s customary fee collection isn’t considered high. It’s more lenient than the clubs supported by the Yu Family and Dog Family.

But living in Mo Yun City, various taxes are inherently high, and there’s extortion from gangs, plus extra blackmail from folks like Yuan Yong... For a little monster like Chai Asi, life is indeed not easy.

Seeing real money, Yuan Yong finally had a slightly amused look on his face, grabbing it into his hand: "A moment ago my hand slipped and hit you, don’t hold it against me, you know me, as a demon I don’t really have bad intentions, just bad temper."

"I understand, I understand," Chai Asi nodded repeatedly: "Your demon reputation is well acclaimed. Besides, I have thick skin, it doesn’t hurt a bit!"

Yuan Yong laughed twice, patted his shoulder, and glanced around the yard, casually asking: "Recently no monsters bullying you, right?"

Over the years, Chai Asi has long been accustomed, without any humiliation, chuckling: "Of course not, who’s that blind? I’m covered by Scar Grandpa!"

"Good." Yuan Yong laughed as he looked inside again, and suddenly said: "Why are you always blocking me? Something secret at home?"

"No, no." Chai Asi knew trouble was coming, trying to explain: "You know I’ve got nothing here, even a thief would cry..."

But Yuan Yong had already pushed him aside: "Not hiding some treasure, are you? Haha."

He strode inside: "I’ve heard you’re staying home lately, practicing sword again... What’s up, some lucky encounter in the mountains?"

Chai Asi followed closely behind, unable to hide his anxiety: "I’m just practicing aimlessly..."

Yuan Yong suddenly halted and shouted outside: "Those outside! Close the door!"

The two subordinates he brought, with a cruel smile, pulled the courtyard door shut.

He then looked down at Chai Asi, enjoying Chai Asi’s nervousness: "Little Asi, Scar Grandpa has always appreciated you, but if you come upon some good thing and don’t think of Scar Grandpa, it makes it hard for Scar Grandpa to be happy for you."

This little herb-gathering demon is still too inexperienced before an old Jianghu hand like him, unable to hide some thoughts.

Usually stingy over one Five Coin King Money, crying out for help, yet today hands over eight all too easily? Clearly, he’s gained some flesh recently!

Especially now with this panicked look, it reveals everything.

Failing to strike with a heavy hand would be unworthy of the name "Scar Grandpa."

Chai Asi was frightened and chaotic, his life of childhood only taught him patience. He knew how to curl up and protect his vital spots when beaten. He knew how to live alone and move forward step by step, but didn’t know how to resist.

The grandfather who endured all his life and didn’t endure once got killed in a car accident.

His heart kept sinking, eyes filled with sorrow: "Scar Grandpa, you know I’m always honest..."

The Ancient Divine Mirror is his key to changing fate, he absolutely cannot lose it, cannot let it be taken. But what can he do?

Yuan Yong simply pushed him aside.

"Scar Grandpa, Scar Grandpa!" Chai Asi rushed to block again.

Yuan Yong directly kicked him in the chest, kicking him back to the courtyard center, eyes fierce: "Dare to block me again, I’ll kill you!"

Chai Asi sat in a dejected pose on the ground, looking fearfully at that back figure—

Since Grandpa died, this rundown house has been ransacked by countless demons, now only a bare bedboard remains, everything else he once knew has been taken away...

He should have long been used to watching such back figures with such posture.

But... so unwilling.

All these years, living mundanely and powerlessly for so long, he finally found a chance to change fate, and does he have to hand it over like this?

At this moment, his hand touched a hard object, and the familiar feeling told him—

It was his sword, casually thrown on the ground by Yuan Yong.

He instinctively grasped this piece of broken iron.

Little Monster Chai Asi, gripped his sword.

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ps:"Heavenly Will is always high and hard to ask, let alone human feelings are old and easy to be sorrowful and hard to tell!" —Southern Song·Zhang Yuangan "He Xinlang·Farewell Hu Bangheng Daizhi"

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