Chapter 898 - 675 Value for Money_3

At that moment, a burly man with a flushed face staggered over.

"Little girl? Are you that Ruosha?"

His voice was rough and filled with the smell of alcohol; his eyes were also bloodshot, a clear sign he had drunk too much.

"Where’s this fool coming from, with no manners at all?"

Ai Lin rolled her eyes. Though she had the appearance of a little girl, Ruosha possessed the soul of a big sister. As a Tiger Whale Warrior, the one thing she hated most was being called ’little’.

"Hahaha! Manners? You’d better go home to mommy and daddy! This is the military! What’s the use of manners here? Hand over your golems to me quickly, the Emperor isn’t smart enough, but we aren’t that foolish! Look at those puny arms of yours, combined they wouldn’t even make a mouthful for me, and you think you can fight? Get out of here now!"

The burly man raised his voice and burst into laughter.

Pinching her nose, Ruosha turned to her attendant Fang Zuo: "Little brother, will it bother you if I make this place bloody?"

Fang Zuo looked troubled: "It’s best we resolve this peacefully; we’re all on the same side."

"The best?"

Ruosha giggled.

With a flick of her wrist, an anchor several times bigger than herself slammed into the ground: "Come on, idiot. Lift this from the ground, and today I’ll let you leave alive."

The anchor crashed into the cobblestone floor, and the whole ground trembled. From the moment the man appeared, everyone had been paying attention to the unfolding event, speculating on how the Emperor would save the day.

No one expected that Ruosha would take matters into her own hands before the Emperor made a move.

Legend had it Ruosha was powerful, but just how powerful she was, no one knew. After all, such claims came from Fang Zuo, and being the Crown Prince, few believed his words—such matters involved Imperial face.

And now, unexpectedly, such a brash young man had appeared.

"Hehe, don’t call him a brash youngster; this guy can hold his liquor. Those little fruit wines in the Imperial Palace couldn’t hope to intoxicate him!" someone said.

"You mean he’s doing this on purpose?"

"Definitely. It must be the idea of some elder backing him. The guy isn’t weak; he’s probably trying to gauge Ruosha’s strength, likely coveting a spot in the Nightmare Knight Order."

"Then aren’t we too late? Let’s join in!"

"Hold on, look at Ruosha. Despite her young appearance, could you lift that huge anchor at her age?"

"I... I doubt I could lift it even now."

"There you go, don’t rush. This story isn’t going to end that simply."

The anchor hit the ground, and the big man was momentarily stunned by the impact, which truly made him realize the weight of the object.

"Lift this? Are you here to play house? We don’t do this in battle!" said the burly man disdainfully.

"Enough talk, either you admit you’re just a cowardly idiot with no guts and I’ll let you scram, or you pick it up honestly," Ruosha inherited Long Yi’s terrible temper and that mocking look in her eyes.

The big man’s eyes twitched as he glared at the anchor. With a disdainful snort, he said: "Such a small toy, quite an imposing look though! It’s good enough to scare kids!"

As he spoke, the big man grabbed the anchor with one hand and heaved. The already somewhat shattered cobblestones beneath his feet broke even more.

However, the giant anchor didn’t budge. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it, and give it a monthly pass. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)