Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1037 - 263: Step Back, The Sea and Sky Broaden_2

Chapter 1037: Chapter 263: Step Back, The Sea and Sky Broaden_2

That was close! Liu Zhenhan wiped the sweat from his forehead, grateful that he had fallen asleep propped against the bed frame. If he had been lying down, he probably would have been seen through by Golinny when she came by to visit.

Quietly opening the door and tiptoeing out of the room, Liu Zhenhan knew it was time to make his escape.

Most people were still not up at this hour, but there were already movements in the kitchen. Liu Zhenhan went over, greeted the chefs who were washing up inside, and asked them to tell the other shamans that he had to rush back to the Southwest Province.

Before leaving the Southwest Guild Hall, Liu Zhenhan turned to look back at the room on the third floor, that room which left him with unforgettable memories for life.

For some reason, Liu Zhenhan suddenly really hoped that Cui Beixi would come out to see him once more.

But this wish was destined to be impossible.

Stepping out of the Southwest Guild Hall’s gate and sneaking into a secluded cluster of rosebushes, Liu Zhenhan pulled off the torque necklace around his neck, which was inlaid with two "jin diao tuo dou," and reverted back to his original form. A green light radiated from his entire body, fading into the "jin diao tuo dou," and Liu Zhenhan once again became himself—a disabled Beamon with a missing arm and a punk hairstyle.

When the long-lost sense of power returned to his body, Liu Zhenhan plopped down onto the thorny rosebushes, seemingly completely drained.

Last night’s mission had deviated entirely from the trajectory he had set, and there was neither time nor excuse to clarify whether Mourinho and his group of Medusa had any ties to the Sea Clan. Issuing commands with severity to the two senior leaders of Caiyu City was not Liu Zhenhan’s original intention either, and everything that happened with Cui Beixi was totally out of his control.

The more he thought about it, the more Liu Zhenhan felt a headache coming on. He forbade himself from thinking any further, finished the last bite of his sandwich, patted his robe, stood up, and took out a purse from his pocket. He turned out a pile of coins and casually tossed a silver coin to the owners of the small stall.

The Cat-people couple put their hands behind their backs, solidly examining the "swindler" in front of them. Among the coins that poured out from the bag, many were glittering gold coins, dazzling their eyes.

The couple examined the silver coin over and over for a long time, bit it hard in their mouths, blew on it, and held it to their ear to listen to the clear sound of the silver coin. They checked it several times.

The Cat-people owner was so cautious because this was not a Bimon Kingdom silver coin, but a Holy San Francisco Empire Silver Louis; this Saint Silver Louis, which has a raised engraving of a crown on the front and tulips and tassels on the back compared to Bimon Kingdom’s silver coins, weighed ten ounces each, but was worth twice as much. The elegant craftsmanship and the Holy San Francisco Empire’s grain output made the standard currency of Holy San Francisco strong on the entire continent. If they accepted a counterfeit, the merchants would lose their capital.

"Looks like this swindler had a good haul," the stall owners mumbled to themselves after confirming it was a real Silver Louis. They wiped their greasy hands, preparing to give change, but were surprised to see the "swindler" had already helped himself to more than a dozen lotus leaf-wrapped breakfasts and was walking away.

As the sky gradually brightened, when Liu Zhenhan waddled up to the inn’s entrance, the Feilengcui Warriors were already in the midst of their daily morning exercises. The sound of robust fists hitting iron targets resounded like the clash of iron cavalry, and large stone rollers were lifted repeatedly. Seeing the boss return, all the warriors stopped and crowded around.

"Last night two Medusa Witch Doctors came, and they haven’t left yet; they’re upstairs helping Yitiao and little Parrot with the poison," Fat Luo said cheerfully, holding two gleaming long knives by his bare upper arms.

"Boss, what are you holding in your arms?" Bellamy had a sharp nose and smelled the aroma of meat right away, intently focusing on the Overlord’s breakfast wrapped in lotus leaves.

"If you want to eat, come and get some later," the Overlord said without stopping, entering the inn’s gate and tossing the words over from a distance.

The inn was bustling with noise. The Elf Mage Tang Ning was channeling Wind System mana, and a wall of light sprang up. The Beamon of the Vassal Clans from the Feilengcui trading company were orderly entering the Mithril Teleportation Array under the direction of the Elder Andulan, retreating back to Feilengcui. The Elder didn’t waste words with Liu Zhenhan, he just smiled appreciatively, pointed upstairs, and Liu Zhenhan nodded in response.

After flipping out his Mithril arm from the bar counter and fitting the mechanism’s spring, Liu Zhenhan opened the scallop jewelry box and took out the Death Lord Ring, the crystal engagement ring, the Seven-degree Golden Spatial Ring, and the Dazzling Heart Ring, wearing them on his fingers one by one. He placed the torque necklace inlaid with a "tuo dou" inside the scallop box. Two Butterfly Maids flew over, one helped him unbutton and take off his chief priest’s robe, and the other helped him dress in the porcupine leather Shaman’s ceremonial robe.

"Take these grapes and sandwiches later and put them all on plates; let’s all share and have a bite," Liu Zhenhan tied his own belt and instructed the two Butterfly Maids, referring to the breakfast he brought back.