My Co-renting Lady Boss

Mu Ta smiled as he looked at Tang Ming, but everyone present called him an old fox.

Although the price of the mansion is not much different from the cultivation technique jade scroll, the mansion is jointly owned by Tianpo City and the Tianpo Tower.

Mu Ta directly gave it to Tang Ming, and Han Ya had no way to oppose it, he could only swallow his grievances secretly.

And at this moment, Tian Huansheng was quite troubled.

What Mu Ta and Han Ya gave didn’t hurt them, they just felt a little discomfort in their hands. But if he were to give something, it would really hurt.

After all, a mansion and a cultivation technique jade scroll were placed there.

Tian Huansheng was one of the three giants of Tianpo City along with Mu Ta and Han Ya. If his gift was too meager, wouldn’t it be laughed at?

But he was different from Han Ya and Mu Ta, he was the Commander of the stationed troops, without much excess. He pondered over it again and bit the bullet, taking out a curved blade from the storage ring and handing it to Tang Ming.

"This blade was obtained when I was a General. It’s a good weapon, one that Tang Ming, the Hall Master, may not need, but can bestow upon the Captain of the Demon Hunting Team."

Tian Huansheng placed the curved blade beside the dining table, Tang Ming could see that Mu Ta and Han Ya were very surprised, which indicated that this blade seemed quite valuable.

"Hahaha, I really like Commander Tian’s gift. The stationed troops in Tianpo City are here to protect Tianpo City, and my medical hall is for treating the injuries of everyone in Tianpo City. You could say both serve Tianpo City. In the future, I think when the troops get injured, they can come to the medical hall for treatment at half price."

Tang Ming put away the curved blade Tian Huansheng handed him and said with a smile.

Tian Huansheng’s emotions, initially pent up, were instantaneously alleviated, and he nodded: "Hall Master Tang, you are one of a kind. As for the affair with Meng Liang, I inherently support you, my junior brother is truly worthless, let’s treat each other better. I’ll drink to that."

Tian Huansheng drank his glass of wine in one gulp, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively.

Tang Ming thought, this banquet was well worth it, at the very least, he now had his own faction in Tianpo City.

After seeing off the three giants of Tianpo City, Tang Ming asked Zhou Mo to inform Sun Xiu to station the Silver Fox Mercenary Group in the mansion Zeng Qing previously resided in.

But that mansion was very large; Tang Ming planned to build several three-story shops at the front.

After Zhou Mo and Sun Mei helped clean up the mess from lunch, they left Tang Ming’s courtyard. As Tang Ming prepared to rest before visiting the Qiankun Nine Palace Tripod, he suddenly felt an ill wind behind him that did not disperse, and a sharp curved blade swung toward his neck.

"Die, Tang Ming."

The raspy voice was extremely sinister.

Tang Ming bent down and leapt out of the dining room, turning back to see a man wearing a black skull mask standing there.

The man was dressed in a black robe, wearing a black mask painted with a silver-white skull.

In his hand, he held a curved blade, from which cold light glinted, and arcs of electricity occasionally flickered at the tip.

"Friend, I don’t believe we have any grievances. Unless... you’re sent by the Chu Family."

Tang Ming squinted slightly at this black-clad figure.

Speaking of now, the ones who hated him most should be the people of the Chu family. He just hadn’t expected the Chu family to send someone so quickly to kill him.

"The Chu Family, hahaha, when you’re dead, ask King Yan down below."

The man in black didn’t take Tang Ming’s words but instead swung again at Tang Ming.

Tang Ming extended his hand, and a blue short blade appeared in it. Although in the use of Immortal Techniques Tang Ming wasn’t as adept as the man in black, in terms of moves and movement techniques, even if several more men in black came, they wouldn’t surpass him.

Clang clang clang.

The two knives clashed; Tang Ming retreated continuously but still resisted the man in black’s attacks. The man’s face became grim.

As an assassin of the Black Skull, to kill a target needed by an organization, the focus was speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

The Black Skull did their work asking only for results, not the process. As long as the target was killed, the mission was successful.

If the target was still alive, the assassins would face punishment.

Thinking of those in the Punishment Hall, the assassin’s speed increased once again.

"Damn it, this can’t go on."

Tang Ming’s pupils narrowed, and the bone claw in his hand instantly shot out, grabbing directly onto the distant gate.

With a bang, the gate was opened by the flying claw. An elder holding a cat standing at the gate was immediately startled.

This cat-holding elder is none other than the Clan Leader of the Blue Flame Clan in the Tianpo Mountains, Lan Yancha.

Lan Yancha truly did not expect someone would try to assassinate Tang Ming in his courtyard. Hence he didn’t use his Immortal Sense.

He decided to come find Tang Ming after receiving the elixir sent by Mu Ta.

When Tang Ming detoxified his granddaughter, he knew Tang Ming had inherited the legacy from the ancient tomb in the Tianpo Mountains.

Lan Yancha silently lamented the remarkable nature of fate; when he met that person back in the day, it was that very person who helped detoxify his wife and then gifted him elixir.

With a sense of nostalgia for his old friend, Lan Yancha reached for the courtyard gate, but before his hand could touch the door, it opened.

Immortal energy was released into the courtyard the moment the gate opened. Lan Yancha’s pupils contracted; "Black Skull."

"Lan Yan Old Cat."

The Black Skull’s assassin was startled by Lan Yancha’s presence, though he knew Tang Ming and Lan Yancha must have some connection, after all, it was Lan Yancha who kept Tang Ming in Tianpo City.

But so late at night, after the three giants of Tianpo City had left Tang Ming’s house, he thought Lan Yancha wouldn’t come over, so he chose to strike.

Yet there are always things that catch him completely off guard. Tang Ming’s strength and Lan Yancha’s arrival were unexpected, so his assassination was destined to fail today.

Black mist rose in the courtyard, and the assassin of the Black Skull soared into the air attempting to leave, while a cold smirk curled at Lan Yancha’s lips.

Bang.

Lan Yancha lowered his hand, his gaze fixed on the distant rooftop.

The Black Skull’s assassin died in the courtyard, but it wasn’t at his hand.

"Who’s there? Come out."

The Immortal energy gathered in Lan Yancha’s palm didn’t dissipate, instead aimed at the living room rooftop.

Laughter sounded from the roof, a youth in white holding a paper fan descended into the courtyard.

Seeing the youth, Lan Yancha raised an eyebrow: "You’re not a resident of Tianpo City?"

"Why say such a thing, Senior Lan Yan? Unless you know everyone in Tianpo City so clearly, if that were the case, the three giants who sat here earlier would be sweating bullets."

The youth swayed his fan, eyes falling on the assassin from the Black Skull, face filled with disdain.