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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　Bang!

　　A loud thud was heard as the employee's body flew past Chen Quan and hit the wall of a small, dark room located in the back of Merry Couples Jadeware.

　　"Chen Quan?" Li Yiming was surprised at seeing him when he burst open the wooden door.

　　"To whom do I have the honor of speaking?" Despite the sudden incident, the leader of the organization held his composure.

　　Merry Couples Jadeware was where everything started for the leader, and there were normally a few dozen thugs patrolling outside of the shop. If Li Yiming managed to make his way all the way to the back of the shop, then it must have meant that the underlings have all been defeated.

　　Ignoring the gang leader's question, Li Yiming focused his senses and realized that whatever was blocking his perception was slowly fading away.

　　Li Yiming could tell from a single glance that the gang leader was not a guardian, which made things rather simple. After a quick scan around the shop, he found nothing more than a few antiquities and imitations.

　　Li Yiming stopped right in front of a stand putting an antique sword to display. He pulled it out and examined its thick blade. It would have been a deadly weapon if not for the rusted specks.

　　"To whom do I owe the pleasure of…?" The gang leader lost his patience. He had never suffered such a humiliating treatment, but refrained himself from making a move due to Li Yiming's strange behavior.

　　Before he finished his sentence, Li Yiming suddenly planted the sword straight into his right thigh, nailing him to the wooden table.

　　"You! Agggh!" The man did not expect the sudden aggression, thinking that Li Yiming was simply an unsatisfied customer. Owing to his years spent doing shady work, he quickly calmed himself down to avoid exacerbating Li Yiming's mood. If Li Yiming was someone who had the right connections, he would simply apologize with a cup of tea. If not, then he would conveniently bring up the fact that the door Li Yiming had just destroyed was worth a fortune.

　　The man clenched his teeth and continued to endure the continuous waves of pain that came through his leg. He could not help but wonder how such a rusty sword was able to pierce through the solid wood table with ease.