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Chapter 221: The Mysterious Xiao Zheng!

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: The Mysterious Xiao Zheng!

The robed artist witnessing the scene, his eyes wide and an incredulous expression on his face.

"Killing Emperor... you... what are you doing? Kill him quick!"

The robed artist collapsed, screaming.

"Hmm?"

Killing Emperor suddenly looked up, his fierce gaze shooting out and landing on the robed artist, "How dare you offend the Evil God, and have the audacity to speak such big words here, you should be executed!"

Whoosh!

Killing Emperor transformed into a blur of a shadow, reached the robed artist in an instant, swung his death scythe lightning-fast, and with a flash of cold light, the sharp blade whooshed down!

Thump!

Just one slice was all it took to split him in two!

A gradually widening bloodstain appeared on his forehead!

The robed artist’s eyes widened in horror.

Killing Emperor indifferently retracted the scythe, and immediately a spurt of fresh blood shot out; the robed artist let out a miserable scream, staggered a few steps, his body neatly halved, his gaze dimming as he slowly slumped to the ground.

After swiftly killing a man like lightning, Killing Emperor returned to his original place and knelt down again.

Xiao Zheng smiled, "You’re quite shrewd."

Killing the robed artist was Killing Emperor’s way of showing his commitment, indicating his complete submission to Xiao Zheng.

"The might of the Evil God is known worldwide; even in Southeast Asia, I often heard stories and longed for it. Today, this man has blasphemed against the Evil God and deserved to be killed," Killing Emperor said respectfully.

"You’re decisive enough; no wonder you’ve achieved what you have now. I’m beginning to admire you,"

Xiao Zheng smiled and then asked, "Since that’s the case, tell me, who exactly hired you to come after Leng Ruobing this time?"

Without any hesitation, Killing Emperor answered truthfully, "The person who hired us is an old man named Ouyang Lei, who is said to be the old steward of the Ouyang Family."

"Oh?"

Xiao Zheng let out a light exclamation, his brows furrowing, "I was wondering who it was, so it’s the remnants of the Ouyang Family. I hadn’t expected they still had the power to hire assassins; I had underestimated them."

"So, do me a favor, whatever amount Ouyang Lei paid you, I’ll double it. You go back and take care of him for me; I can’t be bothered to do it myself,"

Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes and immediately said to Killing Emperor.

"How could I dare to take money from the Evil God? Rest assured, Evil God, as soon as I return, I will immediately execute Ouyang Lei without mercy!" Killing Emperor hurriedly replied.

Even with ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare accept the money!

After all, he was dealing with the Evil God!

Xiao Zheng smiled faintly, "We’re conducting business here. I never do business by bullying others with power. If I say I’ll give you money, you take it and don’t refuse."

Although Xiao Zheng’s face was smiling, his words carried an undeniable authority, as if a supreme emperor was issuing commands, his majesty unmatched.

"Yes."

Killing Emperor could only agree.

In his eyes, a faint glimmer of disappointment flashed. If Xiao Zheng had agreed not to take money, then between him and Xiao Zheng, there would have been a favor owed.

In the future, if Killing Emperor encountered any trouble and sought Xiao Zheng’s help, relying on that favor, Xiao Zheng would certainly help him.

But now, Xiao Zheng was direct about giving him money and clearly stated it was just business, severing his hopes of creating any connection.

"So this is the Evil God... in his eyes, I am but a true ant, not even capable of attempting to form a relationship."

Killing Emperor sighed internally.

Their worlds were utterly different!

"Alright, off you go, and take care of this corpse on your way out."

After giving the money, Xiao Zheng turned and walked downstairs.

...

At that moment, in the main hall of the art gallery, Leng Ruobing and others were searching for the vanished Xiao Zheng.

The ’mountain formation map’ that Xiao Zheng had painted earlier had caused a huge sensation in the art gallery; everyone wanted to see what the person who had painted it looked like.

Leng Ruobing too wanted to find Xiao Zheng and ask him clearly, how he had managed to paint it.

However, after looking everywhere, there was no sign of him; Xiao Zheng seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

"Look, Xiao Zheng is here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, pointing ahead.

"Found Xiao Zheng?"

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked in the direction the person was pointing and immediately saw a young man with a casually amused smile on his face, leisurely walking down from the staircase.

"Where is Xiao Zheng?!"

An old man shouted excitedly.

This was the art fanatic.

Upon seeing Xiao Zheng, the fanatic, although in his fifties, was so thrilled that he jumped up and, disregarding everyone else, excitedly ran towards Xiao Zheng.

"You... are you Xiao Zheng? The mountain formation map just now, did you paint that? My goodness, that brushwork, to this day, no one has been able to learn it, how did you do it?

Are you the author of the mountain formation map? No, impossible, a masterpiece like the mountain formation map couldn’t have been done by a young person. Could it be that the author of the mountain formation map is your teacher? Where is he?"

The fanatic rushed up to Xiao Zheng and fired off a string of questions like a machine gun, not even pausing to catch his breath.

Xiao Zheng was stunned and laughed, saying, "I say, old man, with so many questions, how do you expect me to answer?"

At this time, others had also gathered around.

They too asked him about how he had painted the piece.

These people were extremely excited; after all, the mountain formation map had been around for a long time but nobody at the art festival had been able to learn it until now!

"Heh heh, it was just a blind attempt. I saw the original painting at an auction before, found it pretty good looking, and just subconsciously imitated it a bit,"

answered Xiao Zheng nonchalantly, his lazy smile addressing the enthusiastic questions with ease.

"You really painted it blindly?"

Leng Ruobing couldn’t believe it, staring intently at Xiao Zheng with her beautiful big eyes.

"It’s really like that, yeah."

Xiao Zheng replied very seriously.

Seeing his demeanor, everyone became confused. Could it really just be a blind attempt? They were skeptical and wanted to ask more.

But at that moment, Xiao Zheng turned to Leng Ruobing with a smile and said, "I say, Madam President, watching for so long must be tiring, let’s hurry and leave."

As he spoke, he reached out to pull Leng Ruobing’s hand but she instinctively pulled back, leaving him feeling somewhat self-conscious...

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Xiao Zheng, with Leng Ruobing in tow, swiftly made their exit.

Everyone was stunned.

The older individuals also sighed with regret.

Especially the art fanatic, who tasted a deep sense of loss.

If he could meet the author of the mountain formation map in his lifetime, he would have no regrets in death!

And so, Xiao Zheng left...

"What do you think, is he really the author of the mountain formation map? Although he doesn’t seem like it, there is no one in this world today who could imitate that brushwork,

yet he did! There’s definitely something extraordinary, a secret!"

The fanatic old man discussed with a few of his old friends, all sharing a sense of regret.

"It’s alright, we now know his name is Xiao Zheng; we can find him later." someone suggested right then.