CHAPTER 852: CHAPTER 572: LIU ZHENG BOARDS THE SEDAN, EIGHT-BEARER PALANQUIN

"I see."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Jiujie, quickly call Mom and have her prepare the medicinal soup."

Niu Baji spoke to Niu Jiuji.

"Okay, Brother Baji."

Niu Jiuji took out his phone.

"Is that medicinal soup effective?"

He asked.

"This is our family’s ancestral recipe, specifically developed for our family’s physique. It’s very effective, no problem at all."

Niu Baji said confidently.

"No wonder your ancestors could earn you guys such a secure livelihood."

Liu Zheng admired.

Ancestral treasure armor plus ancestral recipes plus the ancestral physique, when it comes to taking a beating, it’s all maxed out, like an innate holy shield body.

"Hehe, that’s right. Now I’ll take Brother Daji home."

Niu Baji reached out to take Niu Daji.

"No rush, since you all call me boss, I’ll lay it out straight first."

He stared into Niu Baji’s eyes, causing the latter’s scalp to tingle.

"If anything happens to Daji, I’ll send your whole clan down to accompany him. Especially that Niu Xiaoji, I’ll make him unable to live or die."

Liu Zheng spoke word by word.

He remembered clearly how, back when Niu Daji wanted to stay behind, Niu Xiaoji was overjoyed at the thought of inheriting his name.

"Yes... Boss, I understand, don’t worry, our family is very united. Brother Xiaoji just has a sharp tongue, no ill will."

Niu Baji said with difficulty.

"It better be. Take these."

Liu Zheng stuffed a handful of money into his arms.

"Buy whatever you need, only the best. If the money isn’t enough, call me anytime. If money can’t buy it, tell me, and I’ll go steal it."

He instructed.

"Yes, boss. Don’t worry, Brother Daji is our family’s pride, we’ll definitely heal him."

Niu Baji promised.

Since the House of Niu’s ancestors established this foundation, the generations haven’t lacked ambitious people wanting to expand and strengthen the family legacy.

However, maintaining is already hard, creating something new is even harder. Those Niu family members who dared to strive either crashed at the start or fell midway, not to mention expanding, it actually consumed a lot of the family’s foundation.

As a result, over time, the Niu family became increasingly conservative, sticking to their small corner on Bathhouse Street to get by.

Niu Daji was now their best hope of success, not only had he not asked for any family support, but he had also provided a lot of feedback in a short time, showing the Niu family the hope of surpassing the Yang family.

"Alright, go ahead."

Liu Zheng carefully placed Niu Daji into Niu Baji’s arms.

"Good lad, stand your post well, and you can also leave Bathhouse Street like Daji in the future."

After Niu Baji left, he patted Niu Jiuji’s shoulder, stuffing some cash into his pocket as well, then walked through the Bird House under the admiring gaze of the other.

Upon entering Bathhouse Street, he saw a grand palanquin with eight bearers, with the large inked words "Gaga Bathhouse" on the curtain.

"Mr. Liu, please get in, President Yuan sent us to pick you up."

The leading bearer said respectfully.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng boarded without suspicion.

If "Gaga Bathhouse" had been infiltrated to this extent, Yuan Baoer would have long been dead.

Of course, he also kept the delivery ticket in hand, ready to use at any time.

Luckily, nothing happened, as he saw the scenery outside the window change, soon arriving at the entrance of "Gaga Bathhouse."

"Why are you so late?"

Liu Zheng got off the palanquin, greeted by Yuan Baoer’s inquiry.

She sent the eight-bearer palanquin because she saw the delivery time approaching.

"Met an Erakos Sand Worm on the road."

Liu Zheng explained.

He glanced at his phone, only about ten minutes left for the delivery deadline, indeed too late to finish up at Hundred Ghosts and return to "Gaga Bathhouse" in time.

"An ambush?"

Yuan Baoer frowned.

"Probably not. It’s a rare protected species from the Great Desert; neither Great Jiang Mountain nor Hundred Ghosts has the ability to set such an ambush."

"Alright then, what now? Should I order another delivery?"

Yuan Baoer asked.

"Then I’d have to first return to the restaurant. Forget it, let’s just go as we are."

He shook his head.

This is when the benefit of having the "Legendary delivery man’s ration smoke" shows, otherwise he’d have to first return to the city now.

"Okay, I’ll arrange some hands at the outside to assist you then."

Yuan Baoer said.

"No need, I have plenty of escape methods."

Not to mention Liu Zheng had insiders at Hundred Ghosts, at worst he could charge into the elevator and use the "restaurant elevator’s floor key," which returned even faster than the delivery ticket.

"Alright. Secretary Yuan, come here."

Yuan Baoer called out, and a woman in a gray business suit, wearing silver high heels, walked to the entrance.

"Her name is Yuan Xiaoqin, my cousin’s daughter."

Yuan Baoer briefly introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

Secretary Yuan gave a slight bow.

"Hello, the Yuan family indeed has extraordinary charisma."

After exchanging pleasantries, Liu Zheng handed over the delivery to Secretary Yuan and headed to the Hundred Ghosts Bathhouse.

"Who’s there?"

As he followed the route Niu Daji once showed him, weaving through the streets and alleys, he suddenly felt a sense of being watched.

"Squeak squeak squeak~"

A bunch of Black Dumplings rolled out of the shadows, circling his hooves.

"Oh, it’s you guys."

The murderous aura on Liu Zheng’s face immediately turned to a smile.

He lowered his tendril to play with them a bit.

Though there was no evidence, Liu Zheng just felt that these were the Black Dumplings who begged from him last time.

"What? Already spent all the money I gave you last time? Spending so fast, I have no money to give you now."

He joked.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The Black Dumplings shook their heads in unison, and another group of Black Dumplings ran out from the shadows, carrying the hundred-yuan bill on their heads.

"Huh? Not spent yet? Is it because you’re afraid to use it or simply can’t spend it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The Black Dumplings changed their formation, using their bodies to build a house.

"Wow, are you guys saving up to buy a house?"

He understood.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The Black Dumplings nodded vigorously.

"Impressive, impressive. As they say, those without constant property have no firm purpose, without firm purpose, indulgence follows. With your tiny size having such big aspirations, it’s truly remarkable."

Liu Zheng said with a laugh.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The Black Dumplings, having collectively flunked prenatal education, naturally didn’t understand what he was saying, but it didn’t stop them from knowing Liu Zheng was praising them, gleefully dancing.

"Here, let me contribute to your house-buying endeavor."

He added ten more hundred-yuan bills onto the heads of the Black Dumplings.

"Alright, I have business to attend to, I’ll come find you to play next time I have some free time."

Liu Zheng patted the Black Dumplings and said.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

A group of Black Dumplings suddenly bumped against his tendril and then dispersed into puffs of ash.

He quickly raised his tendril and saw a mark on it.

"Type: Item"

"Quality: Excellent"

"Effect: When used in the corner or shadow of a building, can transform into a Black Dumpling. Grants some of their abilities, noted for being a weak and impoverished life form with the only gift to give being themselves. Duration is ten minutes and can be canceled at any time."

As he read the note, Liu Zheng sighed.

"Why go to such lengths?"

He watched as the Black Dumplings once again arranged themselves into the shape of the word "Goodbye" and then rolled back into the shadows.

Liu Zheng glanced at the mark on his tendril one more time, realizing that them giving him this was part of what kept him from leaving the Metropolis via an instance.

"Seriously, it’s so frustrating."

He muttered to himself with a smile, as he walked toward the nearby Hundred Ghosts.