Rise of The Demon General-Chapter 425. The Worthless

Xei Wujia was a big and burly man who walked in with a swagger. Clinging to his hand was a half-naked woman. In his other hand, he held ropes tied to the hands of several people in tattered clothes. He sat beside the table opposite Amon and Huang San.

"You have the nerve to make me wait this long," Huang San said.

"Haha, please don’t be angry, Your Highness," Xei Wujia replied. "You came at a bad time. I know you have sent notice beforehand, but you can’t expect us to just drop everything, can you?"

"You could have sent a message to inform me that your side is unavailable."

"That will be rude, won’t it? We can’t deny a visit from a royalty of an allied nation."

"Ruder than making us wait?" Huang San asked.

"If it is any consolation, the urgent business that kept me from meeting you was also from your country."

"What do you mean?"

"I was in a meeting with another representative from Echos," Xei Wujia informed.

"Who might that representative be?" Amon asked.

Xei Wujia paused and turned to Amon. He said, "I dig your eyes, man. Who are you? And why did you interrupt my conversation with your liege lord?"

"He is Colonel Amon," Huang San said. "He is my trusted advisor and friend."

"A colonel? You seem rather young, don’t you? And you are only at the Transformation Stage," Xei Wujia said.

"It is still a fact," Amon didn’t bother explaining. "Who from Echos did you meet?"

Xei Wujia grinned. "A delegate from the Crown Prince, His Highness Prince Huang Zi."

Amon and Huang San looked at one another upon the revelation.

"Now, don’t take this the wrong way. I heard from this delegate about this competition for a trial, but I honestly don’t give a shit about the power struggle in your country," Xei Wujia said. "I don’t care if it is Prince Huang Zi or Your Highness Prince Huang San who becomes the next king. What I care about is Xei Clan’s profit. I don’t know how we can help you in the trial, but there is only one reason people come to our place. You want our Zillium, don’t you?"

"That’s correct," Huang San answered.

Xei Wujia chuckled. "I don’t know if you are familiar with the history, but we have an agreement with not just Echos but also Kazhan and Gyleth Marx. If I give you more than the agreed quantity between the three countries, I will offend the other two. Can’t have that, can we?"

"This is not an official request for Echos. This is for private use," Huang San said.

"Those are just words. The other side might not interpret it that way. We will still get into trouble."

"You should have undocumented stock," Amon said. "For reserve or maybe... for extra profit. You can sell us the Zillium from that stock. We can do this under the table. No one will know, and we are willing to pay you twice the normal price."

"Uh... Under the table, I like that sound," The sensual woman clinging to Xei Wujia uttered. Her half-revealed breasts pressed hard on his arm.

"I also do. Hehe. How about you get under the table?" Xei Wujia told the woman.

The woman giggled as she slowly lowered herself.

"Oh...! That feels good! Now, watch the teeth," Xei Wujia uttered. His face showed an expression of ecstasy.

Huang San clenched his fist. This young master was clearly making fun of them.

"I guess you never meant to do business with us. If that is the case, we will excuse ourselves," Amon said.

"Wait! Wait!" Xei Wujia called. "I like you, my friend. Why do I get the feeling that it is you who makes the decision instead of the prince? Anyway, I truly like your eyes. How did you make it all black like that? You must teach me. I want to look badass like that, too. It truly gives off the villain vibe."

Amon stood and said to Huang San, "Let’s leave, Your Highness."

"Hold!" Xei Wujia stood. A popping sound was heard. His erect penis was there for everyone to see.

"Hehe," He chuckled and covered himself. The sensual woman came out of the table. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Don’t be mad. I’m just joking," He laughed. "You are right about the undocumented stock. If we both keep quiet, there should be no problem for us doing business. However, I still need a reason. I’m sorry to say, but my admiration for His Highness is not enough for that."

He turned to Huang San and said, "No offense, Your Highness."

He turned back to Amon before Huang San could respond. "You, however, I like you! Damnit! I can’t get over your eyes. Tell me how you make them black, and we can start negotiating."

"Can’t help you there. I was born with these eyes," Amon lied.

"A special constitution, eh...? Well, never mind. How about this? I always admire villains. Let’s just say, I have a hard-on for them. If I’m not bound by this clan, I probably would have been living my dream of being a bandit out there, doing all kinds of villain thingy. Still, my dashing good look is too unvillainy. You, however, look just like the villains from the stories. So, tell me. Are you a villain?"

"It depends," Amon answered.

"On what?" Xei Wujia asked.

"On whom I am dealing with. I can be a saint to my allies and a villain to my enemies. Good and bad are relative. There is no true good or bad."

"Spoken like a true villain!" Xei Wujia laughed. "Only a villain will make that kind of an excuse. Hahaha!"

He yanked one of the ropes tying the people with tattered clothing. The man stumbled and fell to the ground.

"What a pathetic ant," Xei Wujia uttered with disdain. He yanked the man again. The man yelped from the pain of having his hands pulled.

Xei Wujia grabbed the man on the head when he arrived. He said, "I learned a lot after traveling to Kazhan. You see, they have this tradition that everyone who is not a cultivator is worthless. Hence, many such people are sold as slaves there. I agree with them. All non-cultivators are ants. These are some ants I bought from Kazhan."

The sensual woman came and pressed her body to Xei Wujia again. She uttered coquettishly, "Everyone except me, right?"

"Of course. You might not be a cultivator, but you are still precious, my dear," Xei Wujia said playfully.

Still grabbing the man on the neck, Xei Wujia thrust him at Amon. "Mister villain, how about you show me some of the villain acts on this dud?"

The man was whimpering in pain. Tears flowed from his eyes as he pleaded for mercy.

Amon grunted and said, "Hmph, that is beneath me."

Xei Wujia scoffed. "Perhaps I was wrong about you. Perhaps you are not the villain I thought you to be."

He pulled the man back and snapped his neck. The man dropped lifeless to the ground. The other bound slaves wailed in horror at the sight. They knew it was a matter of time before it was their turn.

"If you are not a villain, then I’m not interested in doing business," Xei Wujia uttered. "You know where the door is."

Amon stepped toward him. "Be careful what you wish for. Do you truly want me to slay these people you called worthless?"

"It will be more satisfying if you do more than that," Xei Wujia grinned. He didn’t fear Amon even when Amon stood dangerously close. That was because Amon was only a Transformation Stage cultivator. He himself was at the Intermediate Mystic Stage.

Without warning, a flash of light shot out of Amon. The flash went to the group of slaves before returning to Amon. It was so fast that nobody could react.

When it was over, the sounds of heads dropping to the ground were heard. The heads were from the bound slaves and the woman next to Xei Wujia.

Blood spurted from the neck of the woman whose head was gone. Since Xei Wujia was too close, he was showered with her blood.

"Su Kyiii...!!!" He screamed.

He couldn’t protect her because he had underestimated Amon. He didn’t know Amon was already a Mystic Stage cultivator. Plus, Amon’s flying sword art was extremely fast.

"You, bastard...!!!" Xei Wujia yelled.

Amon grinned. "Hehe. Didn’t you say all non-cultivators are worthless? I simply did what you asked."

"I will kill you!" Xei Wujia was about to lunge at Amon.

Li Mang intervened. He held Xei Wujia’s arm. "Young master, don’t...," he uttered.

Xu Bao also came forward and put himself before Huang San.

Amon stood his ground. He was waiting for Xei Wujia to make his move.

Xei Wujia’s bloodied face displayed an angry expression, but he seemed to be in control after Li Mang reminded him. He looked away and said, "Leave this place! You are no longer welcome."

"Didn’t you say you would negotiate with us if I showed you a villain’s deed?" Amon asked while grinning.

"Fuck you...!!" Xei Wujia responded.

Li Mang stood in between them. He told Amon, "Sorry, but please leave."

"Heh," Amon sneered and left.