Chapter 493 A Debt

As the sky began to darken, Fang Li had already passed through the slums and returned to the Stolen Goods Warehouse.

Raising his head and looking at the simple house in front of him, Fang Li first glanced at the wall next to the gate.

That wall is intact.

However, before Natsuki Subaru's Returns by Death (Shinimodori) was activated, that wall was shattered.

The hunters hiding in the slums.

Now, with time completely reversed, the wall became intact again.

If not for Fang Li's memories being unaffected by the time reversal, he probably wouldn't even think that it had been broken before, right?

So, Fang Li quickened his pace and walked towards the house. Standing in front of the gate, he extended his hand and knocked a few times.

"..."

Silence was al he got from inside the door.

Fang Li wasn't impatient; he just stood still, quietly waiting.

After a while, a low voice came from inside the door.

"Dealing with the big mouse?"

An unfathomable question.

But, for this unfathomable question, Fang Li answered without the slightest hesitation.

"With poison."

As Fang Li's voice fell, another voice came from inside the door.

"Dealing with Hakugei?"

Hearing this, Fang Li replied directly.

"With fishhooks."

Immediately, a third sentence came from inside the door.

"Dealing with our esteemed dragons?"

Hearing these words, Fang Li smirked and suddenly said,

"Tell me where it is, I'll go kill it."

With that said, an indescribable sense of silence pervaded the room behind the door.

Shortly afterward, the door was opened.

The person poking their head out from inside the door was over two meters tall.

It was the elderly Giant Race man who had stood up for Felt in the previous loop.

The old man looked down at Fang Li, and after sizing him up for a moment, he clicked his tongue and spoke.

"I thought it was some ignorant kid, turns out it's a rookie, huh? Don't you know the secret signal's protocol? I opened the door only because you got the previous secret signals right. If you want trouble, you better ask about the club in my hand first."

With that, the old man raised his hand, holding a thick club.

No, it wasn't just a club; it was a spiked club.

If this thing smashed down on Fang Li's head, combined with the power of the wielder, even if Fang Li's head didn't burst open like a watermelon, he would at least feel dizzy and swollen.

Unfortunately, Fang Li didn't even glance at the spiked club but simply dropped a line.

"I'm not here for you, but for someone else."

With these words, Fang Li passed by the old Giant Race man and entered the Stolen Goods Warehouse.

Behind the gate was a place similar to a bar.

However, this bar was entirely made of wood and filled with dust everywhere.

On the walls around the bar, various items were piled up in every corner, each with a small wooden sign indicating its price.

Obviously, all these items were stolen goods.

Fang Li didn't even spare a glance at the surrounding stolen goods but instead cast his gaze toward the direction of the bar counter.

There, a petite girl was looking at him with vigilance written all over her face.

*Kacha...*

As the door closed with a faint sound, all the light from outside was blocked, making the space dim.

Immediately, the elderly Giant Race man grasped the spiked club, blocking Fang Li's retreat, staring viciously at Fang Li's back as if he could pounce on him at any moment.

Ahead, Felt also drew the curved knife from her waist, aiming it at Fang Li.

Then, she straightforwardly asked, "You wanted to find me? What's your purpose?"

"Purpose?" Fang Li didn't answer but began to browse around the shop as if inspecting the stolen goods. He casually touched the items while speaking.

"What if I said you owe me a debt? How would you handle it?"

"I owe you a debt?" Felt frowned immediately, her vigilance intensifying in her eyes.

Felt certainly wouldn't naively think that the other person was referring to money she owed.

Moreover, Felt had never borrowed money from someone like this.

As a child who grew up in the slums, it was unlikely that anyone would lend money to Felt, right?

So, what did the other person mean?

It was simple.

Since it wasn't about debt collection, it must be about revenge.

In response, Felt provocatively said, "What the hell, could it be that you're the unlucky guy who got something stolen from me without knowing when?"

Although she didn't know who the other person was, judging from his calm demeanor, he was not a simple character.

If it were an ordinary person, how could they remain calm with an old Giant Race man holding a spiked club nearby, glaring at them?

Therefore, Felt thought she needed to find a way to expose the other person's weaknesses.

And provocation was a good approach.

Unfortunately, Felt didn't know that she was facing someone who could hardly be provoked successfully.

Because even in the face of death, this person could remain indifferent and wouldn't easily be swayed emotionally.

As a result, the next moment, conversely, Felt was influenced.

"A child who grew up in the slums, unexpectedly protected by the world, bestowed with the Divine Protection of Wind, possessing extraordinary abilities, isn't this an extraordinary occurrence no matter how you look at it?" Fang Li disregarded Felt's provocation and said calmly.

"Could it be that you don't care about your own origins?"

When this statement rang out in the Stolen Goods Warehouse, Felt widened her eyes and couldn't help but waver.

"Don't talk nonsense, kid!"

As for the old Giant Race man, he angrily made a move, raising the spiked club high and swinging it fiercely in Fang Li's direction amid the howling wind.

The powerful strike created a whirlwind around the spiked club, exceptionally intense.

Facing this powerful blow, Fang Li just turned his gaze upwards.

"Boom!"

A stifling sound reverberated.

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