Who do you think you are How dare you call yourself a brother to my buddy Su

At this moment, Qin Feng, who had just been rescued, finally caught his breath.

He looked at Su Ji. In his eyes, aside from the relief of surviving a disaster, there was an unprecedented sense of shock.

This Brother Su was indeed hiding a heaven-shaking secret!

The spiritual energy that had surged into his body carried a coercion originating from the depths of his bloodline. It effortlessly suppressed his ninth-grade Golden Core and began to repair it.

Such methods had long exceeded the scope of his understanding.

Qin Feng struggled to climb up from the ground and prepared to kneel before Su Ji.

Brother Su, for your great kindness...

But Su Ji caught him and shook his head.

Alright, spare me the empty gestures.

He patted Qin Feng's shoulder and spoke softly into his ear, using a voice only the two of them could hear.

Remember, you still owe me eight hundred pounds of Black-veined Iron.

Qin Feng's body suddenly stiffened.

He wanted to retort: wasn't it two hundred pounds?

But on second thought.

He might as well consider the remaining six hundred pounds as the price to buy his own life.

It didn't seem too expensive, did it?

Meanwhile, Zhang Kui, who was standing to the side, finally recovered from his shock.

He looked at Su Ji, an unprecedented gleam flashing in his large, bell-like eyes.

This kid was indeed a mining prodigy!?

To think he actually possessed a method to suppress baleful aura?

If that was the case...

Then the depths of the mining area...

There might actually be a chance to explore it...

Once successful...

He might truly have a chance to escape his status as a mining slave!

He had struck gold!

He strode forward and grabbed Su Ji's wrist, his gruff voice pitching up slightly due to excitement.

Kid!

From today onward, you don't need to mine anymore!

Zhang Kui waved his hand.

When Old Man Zhao returns, he will probably have other tasks to assign you.

Su Ji nodded hastily, putting on a submissive appearance of following Big Brother's arrangements completely.

At this moment, Qin Feng, who had just been rescued, had also finally caught his breath.

Watching the scene of brotherly harmony between Su Ji and Zhang Kui, the slight gratitude that had just risen in his heart was instantly replaced by a much stronger thought.

An opportunity!

He struggled to stand up, forcing a weak yet sincere smile onto his face, and took a step toward Su Ji.

Brother Su...

He had barely opened his mouth and hadn't even managed to utter a third word.

Slap!

An incredibly crisp and loud slap echoed in front of the mine pit without any warning.

Qin Feng was spun half a circle on the spot by the tremendous force, and then fell heavily to the ground again in a sorry state.

His already pale cheek swelled up at a visible rate, branded with a clear five-finger mark.

The whole process was so incredibly fast that before Qin Feng could even process what had happened, a burning pain radiated from his face.

He covered his face, completely bewildered.

Zhang Kui slowly retracted his palm-leaf-sized hand, even wiping it on his clothes in disgust, as if he had just swatted something filthy.

He looked down condescendingly at Qin Feng on the ground, his bell-like eyes full of undisguised disgust.

Zhang Kui's voice was deep and gruff, carrying an unreasonable and overbearing tyranny.

What the hell do you think you are?

Do you think you are worthy of calling my little brother Su your brother?!

This bellowing question made Qin Feng's mind buzz, going completely blank.

Brother?

Since when did Su Hao become your brother?

The two of them were the real allies!

Have you finished your mining quota that you're resting?

Zhang Kui kicked Qin Feng. The force was neither light nor heavy, just enough to make him grimace in pain without causing any fundamental injuries.

All day long, all you fucking know is how to play petty tricks!

I'm warning you, cut out this nonsense!

If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as just a slap!

After Zhang Kui issued his vicious warning, he turned his gaze back to Su Ji.

The fierce and malicious hostility on his face vanished without a trace in an instant, replaced by an almost amiable smile.

This speed of changing faces made even Su Ji inwardly exclaim in admiration.

Professional.

Brother Su, just ignore him.

Zhang Kui walked over to Su Ji's side.

I've seen plenty of self-righteous trash like him who refuse to keep their feet on the ground.

He'll die in this mine pit sooner or later.

Su Ji's face revealed a perfectly timed look of dawning realization.

In his heart, however, he silently gave Qin Feng a thumbs up.

Good brother.

You didn't take this beating in vain.

Brother Su, you must be tired today. Go back and rest first.

When the bell rings for the end of the shift, at the old place, I'll heat up a pot of wine and we can continue eating meat.

Zhang Kui's face was piled with smiles, and a light named anticipation flickered in his eyes.

Brother Su, since you've just arrived here, don't you still have many doubts in your heart?

When the time comes, as your big brother, I will naturally help clear your confusion.

Hearing this, Su Ji's face immediately showed an expression of wild joy as he nodded repeatedly.

Great! Great! Thank you so much, Big Brother Zhang!

His appearance of shedding tears of gratitude, looking as if he wanted to bow deeply right then and there, made Zhang Kui feel even more comfortable.

Zhang Kui offered a few more words of encouragement before turning around in satisfaction and walking toward the depths of the mine pit.

He was going to urge those lazy miners to get back to work.

With Zhang Kui's departure, this area returned to silence once again.

The smile on Su Ji's face gradually faded away.

He didn't look at Qin Feng on the ground, who was still clutching his face with a dull gaze, unable to recover from the sudden turn of events.

He simply turned around and walked in the direction of the shacks.

His figure from behind appeared somewhat bleak and lonely amidst the cold wind of the wasteland.

This appearance, falling into Qin Feng's eyes, was interpreted in an entirely different way.

Brother Su, he is using this method to express his helplessness to me.

He has no choice but to temporarily feign compliance with that vulgar Zhang Kui.

Qin Feng looked at Su Ji's back, and a faint light reignited in his previously dim eyes.

He climbed up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and picked up the iron pickaxe from the floor.

He didn't look at Su Ji again. Instead, he turned around and silently walked toward the mining area belonging to the newcomers.

Brother Su, rest assured.

I, Qin Feng, will absolutely not let you down!

I will definitely get you those eight hundred pounds of Black-veined Iron!

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