Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 362 - : The Ancestor Plays Hot Potato

"Slap! Slap! Slap—"

In the depths of the woods, a series of loud slaps rang out.

Xia Xin and Fu’er hadn’t even had time to react when they saw Jiangli bring down both hands, left and right, turning the man’s head into a spinning drum oscillating non-stop, and rendered him dizzy.

However, as soon as Jiangli slapped him with the left hand, she immediately grabbed him with the right.

When she slapped with the right hand, she used the left to catch him.

The swapping of her hands was so quick and smooth that he had no chance to struggle or escape.

He just stood there, like a mannequin, continually being slapped dozens of times until his entire face truly resembled that of a pig’s head, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and under his nose.

"Still don’t want to answer my question?"

After a sequence of slaps, Jiangli finally stopped and took a breath before asking.

The man was completely dazed, with stars flickering before his eyes. His head wobbled a few times before he collapsed to the ground, nearly passing out.

Jiangli didn’t give him much time to recover, waving her little fist and asking with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Would you like to try my fist again? It’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed beating someone up this much. If you’re willing, I’d be delighted."

"No, please—no,"

Hearing this, the man shivered with horror, his swollen eyes desperately trying to open, but only a sliver remained visible.

Yet through that tiny gap, his fear was blatantly evident.

He began to back away while crying out, "No, it wasn’t me, I, I was just taking money to do a job..."

His face was so swollen it resembled a pig’s head, and his mouth was the same, leaking air when he spoke and making it somewhat indistinct.

Xia Xin and Fu’er barely managed to make out his words.

"Was it Tao Yicheng who ordered you?" Jiangli asked directly.

As soon as she mentioned Tao Yicheng’s name, the man quickly realized that Tao had been exposed.

Knowing there was nothing he could hide, he shifted his gaze and said, "Yes, yes... it was him. He told me he had a grudge with Yao Xuanhang over a wife-stealing feud and wanted my help. I was just temporarily blinded by money and did the wrong thing, but... but I really didn’t mean to harm anyone..."

"What wife-stealing feud?" Jiangli squatted down, staring at his swollen face and pressed, "Is this about Su Shiyi?"

"You..." The man was stunned for a second before he almost burst into tears, "How... how do you all know everything..."

Why else would she ask him?

Jiangli said impatiently, "Answer whatever I ask you."

The man clearly saw that he was no match for Jiangli. Not wanting to provoke her further, he whimpered, "I... I’m not sure, I just heard Tao Yicheng say that he liked Su Shiyi, but Yao Xuanhang was competing with him for the woman, so he wanted to kill Yao Xuanhang. He promised me a million if it went through, and... I just wanted to make some money..."

Jiangli looked at his disfigured features and recalling the man’s previous facial expression said, "Since you’ve committed one of the five major failures and lacks, namely money, you should know that even if you’ve got the fate to earn it, you don’t have the fate to spend it. What’s more, they are amateurs, not understanding the rules of Xuanmen. Don’t you know them? For those in Xuanmen to harm others with evil cultivation is to practice evil cultivation, why seek so many unpleasant excuses?"

The man was left speechless by the rebuke.

Jiangli didn’t give him a chance to continue arguing and pressed on, "Also, who gave you these paper soldiers? Is there someone else behind you?"

Jiangli picked up a paper soldier that had fallen on the ground and shook it in front of the man.

At these words, the man’s facial muscles twitched, whether from pain or something else, he covered his cheeks, his eyes shifted evasively, "This, this I made myself..."

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