บท 93: Immeasurable

"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Lu, but aren't you afraid of us running away with your money?" Monk Buyi asked.

"You can try, but I can tell you, owing me money won't be fun," Lu Xuan answered nonchalantly.

Nobody in the world could owe him money and just get away with it. If the Southern Shaolin Temple actually dared to take his wooden fish and not pay him, he alone would be more than strong enough to raze the entire temple.

He could demand ten to a hundred times what he asked for initially.

"We wouldn't dare!" Monk Buyi clarified right away. That was not a joking matter. He saw just how terrifying that behemoth of a young man was capable of, after all.

Lu Xuan could have done away with Martial Arts Legends like him as easily as he could squish ants. Martial Arts Legends were hardly any stronger than mere children when dealing with National Guardians.