I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 598 - 434 True King Yama_2

Xia Liang’s hand, as if spanning an impossible distance, seized Master Zutuo’s heart in a firm grip. As they watched Xia Liang make a casual grasping motion, He Youling and his son felt as if their own hearts were being squeezed in that same hand. With just a little more pressure, they would be utterly destroyed, with no place left for their burial. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

On the other end of the line, Master Zutuo stared intently at the image of Xia Liang on his screen, only now realizing what a terrifying being he had provoked. Xia Liang’s words still echoed in his ears: "I want you dead by the third watch, and you definitely won’t survive until the fifth watch!"

Just then, Xia Liang closed his hand completely, as if crushing Zutuo’s heart to pieces.

On the other side of the video call, Master Zutuo’s legs kicked out. He lost his breath and collapsed, his phone clattering to the ground. His eyes were wide in a final, indignant stare, unable to rest in peace.

Sounds of panic erupted from the other end of the video, but Xia Liang had already hung up. He turned back and smiled at the two men beside him, who were frozen in terror.

"Shall we continue drinking?"

Meanwhile, the faces of He Wei and his companions turned deathly pale as they watched Master Zutuo suddenly collapse to the floor, lifeless. One of Master Zutuo’s disciples was the first to react. He rushed over, turned off the fallen phone, and checked on his master’s condition.

A few moments later, the disciple slowly turned back. Seeing his expression, He Wei hurriedly asked, "What’s wrong with Master Zutuo?"

He knew Master Zutuo possessed a feigned death technique that ordinary people couldn’t detect. He desperately hoped his master was only faking it, but the disciple’s ghastly white face already told him the truth. A slow shake of the head confirmed it.

The disciple’s body trembled with fear. Although the camera on Xia Liang’s end couldn’t see them, they had a clear view of everything on the screen. When Xia Liang had held up one hand and made a grasping motion, the three of them thought he was joking. Kill Master Zutuo through a screen without even setting up a ritual? Impossible. But in the next second, their smiles froze. Master Zutuo had suddenly clutched at his own chest, as if his heart were truly being seized.

They didn’t understand what was happening. He Wei even wondered if Master Zutuo was playing a joke.

How could there be a real, Living King Yama?

Just through a screen, a single phone call could stop a person’s heart. But Master Zutuo’s two disciples went pale instantly, their expressions matching their master’s. They knew he was not a man who joked. Just as they were about to rush forward to help, Xia Liang’s hand on the screen clenched into a fist, and Master Zutuo instantly stopped breathing. That’s what had led to the current scene.

After confirming Master Zutuo’s horrific death, He Wei’s knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground. His face was ashen as he mumbled to himself, "It’s over... it’s over... Even Master Zutuo couldn’t handle that man. He must know I was the one who hired him. I have to call Elder He! There might still be a chance. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll be expelled from the He Family."

"Stop." Seeing He Wei about to make a call, one of Master Zutuo’s disciples sharply interrupted him. A fierce light entered his eyes, and his terrifying expression seemed to lower the temperature in the room. In his hand, he held a strange talisman he had just pulled from Master Zutuo’s chest. This talisman had been hidden inside a straw man, and it was clearly Master Zutuo’s last resort. The man began to speak slowly, "The master said he had one last trump card. Since he couldn’t use it, I will. I’ll take care of this person for him. I must avenge my master. But first, you have to get me in front of him."

「Haojiang Linhai Villa. The next day.」

Xia Liang slowly woke up in a guest room at the He Family’s villa, the fragrance of breakfast already wafting up from downstairs. He rose and opened the curtains to a view of the nearby sea. A pleasant sea breeze drifted in. This villa was situated in the best location of the entire Linhai Villa District, only a few dozen meters from the ocean. Since it had been so late after dealing with Zutuo last night, Xia Liang had simply stayed over at the He Family’s residence.

Perhaps because he had expended some mental energy, Xia Liang had slept very soundly. He Youling and his son were in quite a state last night, he thought with some amusement. After I dealt with Zutuo right in front of them, their faces went just as pale as his. They were too scared to even speak to me, let alone ask why Zutuo was targeting He Youling in the first place. This is exactly the effect I wanted. I know they believe the stories about my deeds in Jinling, but to truly have them under my thumb, they needed to see with their own eyes that all the rumors are true. Only then would my position be completely unshakable in their minds.

Changing into a custom-tailored suit the He Family had provided, Xia Liang washed up and headed downstairs. He Youling and his son were in the middle of breakfast. Seeing Xia Liang descend, they immediately stood up and bowed slightly. They didn’t know Xia Liang’s usual habits, so they hadn’t disturbed him. After all, if he was the type to be cranky when woken up, the person who roused him would have been in for a world of trouble.

Beside He Xiaojun sat another woman. Having seen her on television before, Xia Liang recognized her as He Xiaojun’s wife. It seemed she had returned to Haojiang as well.

Xia Liang waved his hand, signaling for them not to be so formal. After they all took their seats, he sat down across from them.

After a night of rest, He Youling finally remembered that he had forgotten to ask Xia Liang the most crucial question. He opened his mouth to ask, "Master Xia, that Zutuo last night... why exactly did he target me? I don’t recall ever provoking him."

At He Youling’s question, He Xiaojun also looked at Xia Liang with great curiosity.

"You indeed have nothing to do with him," Xia Liang said. "But you know the person who hired him very well indeed."

As he spoke, Xia Liang casually made a few calculations with his fingers, divining He Youling’s fate for the next thirty days. Because he had killed Zutuo, He Youling’s destiny had shifted. Xia Liang wanted to see if, after he’d dealt with Zutuo, He Wei would come to Elder He and confess everything himself. He could help the He Family with their external affairs, but he couldn’t resolve the knots in their hearts.

The results, however, made Xia Liang pause for a moment. He Wei would not come to apologize or confess to Elder He in the next two days. Even stranger, at the banquet three days from now, He Wei would still show up with a Mage.

Looking over this information, Xia Liang found it quite interesting. It seemed he had missed something after finishing off Zutuo last night.

"Interesting," he murmured, continuing his divination to check the destiny of He Wei and the Mage he was bringing. That’s when he understood what happened.

So it’s Zutuo’s disciple, Xia Liang realized. That He Wei still hasn’t given up.

Knowing what was to come, Xia Liang just smiled and shook his head. He already had a plan. He Youling, however, grew puzzled by his sudden silence. After a moment, he pressed on.

"Master Xia, you said I know the person who hired this Mage, and know them very well. Who is it, exactly?"

"You’ll know when he’s kneeling before you to apologize."

’When he kneels before me, I’ll know?’ He Youling’s mind was reeling with confusion. Who on earth is this person?

Xia Liang didn’t answer right away. He smiled mysteriously, keeping them in suspense, before finally continuing, "By the way, Elder He, you’re holding a banquet in a few days, aren’t you? I was wondering if I might attend."