Walnut used me to boost her sales performance.

"Hmph! If it were full of flaws, why would you need to show up?"

If she truly thought his plan was flawed, she wouldn't have shown up; it was merely an excuse.

The woman scoffed, "Who told you to be so stupid? You couldn't even spot Morax right next to you, and in the end, you got defeated by a nobody. I had no choice but to step in and clean up your mess..."

D'Artagnan was almost laughing in anger. A nobody?

This woman really dares to speak her mind!

The disciple Morax has taken a liking to—is he some nobody?

"Alright, I don't have time to waste with you anymore. The matter is settled, and I'm already on the ship back to Winter. Good luck to you!" With that, the woman disappeared from the space.

D'Artagnan's expression turned cold. Instead of rushing out, he seriously considered his current situation.

There is no doubt that the lady left him behind, and he is now a prisoner.

As a whetstone for Liyue in Zhongli's plan, Zhongli had no intention of doing anything to him, but Zhongli's lack of intention to do anything to him did not mean that Jiang Bai had no intention of doing anything to him.

Jiang Bai is a very unconventional guy who doesn't follow the usual path. Keeping him around must be for some other purpose.

Whether it's handing him over to the Seven Stars or using his position as an executive officer to do other things, it's not a good thing.

He needs to find a way to get out of there as soon as possible.

If only we could get the news that he was in the Hall of Rebirth out of the way. We don’t expect the soldiers to be able to rescue him, just send him some good medicine. Once his injuries have healed a bit, he won’t be able to stay here anymore.

It's a pity that the lady is already on the ship returning to winter, otherwise this would also be a channel of communication.

After exiting the mental space, Dadalia searched his body for a while but found nothing.

Apart from the mask he usually used as an ornament, everything else he carried was taken away by Jiang Bai.

If this mask hadn't bound him, Jiang Bai wouldn't have been able to take it away, and he wouldn't have been able to keep the mask at all.

After thinking it over, he decided to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

The most urgent task is to take care of your health.

He closed his eyes and gradually entered a meditative state, with a gentle flow of water surrounding him, slowly repairing his ruptured organs.

Although this healing process is slow, it's better than doing nothing.

......

As soon as Jiang Bai and Kong left the Northern Bank, they discovered that someone was tracking them.

Jiang Bai wasn't worried about exposing Tartaglia's presence in the Hall of Rebirth. After all, with such a powerful figure in the Hall of Rebirth, what was there to fear?

The problem is that the old man isn't always in the hall, and the hall master isn't there either. Although the ritual attendants know some physical fitness moves, they might not be able to defeat those foolish soldiers.

Therefore, he prefers not to expose himself if he can avoid it.

Jiang Bai and Kong exchanged a glance. Jiang Bai mouthed the word "leave the city," and Kong nodded in understanding.

The two walked naturally out of the city, and Jiang Bai bought a few steamed buns, making no attempt to hide his voice.

"Take some food to him, I hope he doesn't starve to death."

Upon hearing this, the two debt collectors following behind silently closed the distance.

After walking all the way to Tianheng Mountain, Jiang Bai led Kong through a series of twists and turns into a mountain valley, and then suddenly disappeared from the sight of the two debt collectors.

The two debt collectors were startled when the person suddenly disappeared. Before they could react, everything went black, and they were kicked out of the shadows and slammed into the stone wall next to them.

Jiang Bai crossed his arms, revealing a wicked smile, looking down at them like a villain.

Chapter 307 The money spent was definitely not real money.

“Go back and tell your master not to even think about following us to find your executor. In three days, bring Mora to ransom him!”

Honestly, after saying those words, Jiang Bai felt like he was a member of a gang.

The two debt collectors lying on the ground in front of me looked like two bullied little white flowers. If a chivalrous person appeared, they might mistake him for some kind of villain and come up with a sword to help him.

Unfortunately, Tianheng Mountain here is rarely visited by people.

Paimon mimicked Jiang Bai's movements, making the same expression, like a second-in-command of a mafia boss: "That's right! Come to Mora to ransom them!"

"Don't expect to save anyone from us. Your executives are all defeated by us. Life is precious; don't add unnecessary casualties." The third gangster also adopted the posture of a villain.

The two debtors certainly wouldn't back down so easily; they'd have to fight to find out just how strong these people really were.

Seeing the two debt collectors brandish their weapons, Jiang Bai stepped back, giving up the stage.

"Xiao Kong! Go! Show them what you're capable of!"

Kong's lips twitched slightly, and she glanced at him speechlessly.

He didn't say anything; with two elements at his disposal, dealing with two debt collectors was a piece of cake.

As expected, the two debt collectors collapsed to the ground, bruised and battered, utterly powerless to resist.

He sheathed his sword, concealing his merits and fame.

Jiang Bai bowed and patted one of the debt collectors on the face. "As people, you should have some self-awareness. You should be glad that we are not bloodthirsty people, otherwise you would not have been defeated by us in a simple way."

"That's right, that's right!" The straight man worked diligently.

As the sun set, three figures exuding an aura of organized crime disappeared into the sunset.

Entering Liyue Harbor, Paimon smugly declared, "How about that! Not bad, right?"

"Not bad, not bad! He has the potential to be a gangster!" Jiang Bai gave a thumbs up.

"Luckily, the Thousand Rock Army wasn't there, otherwise they would definitely have arrested you if they saw you!" Sora complained.

Jiang Bai taunted, "Don't worry, you'll definitely be one of those arrested!"

On the way back to the Rebirth Hall, Jiang Bai stopped by Bubulu to buy some medicine. Of course, it wasn't medicine to treat his injuries, but the famous Muscle-Softening Powder.

We can't let our guard down just because the young master is such a dangerous person; we must arrange for him to be drugged or something.

Time flew by, and three days later, at the agreed-upon transaction location.

Jiang Bai and Kong carried the coffin, making a lot of noise along the way, and arrived at the agreed location early.

Unsurprisingly, the young master Hao, once again placed in a coffin, was drugged into unconsciousness. Ten times the dose of sleeping potion plus ten times the dose of muscle-relaxing powder would have knocked out an elephant.

As for how to drug him?

That's too easy!

People always need to eat; if they don't want to starve, they have to eat the food they're mixed into.

Even if he's stubborn and refuses to eat, Jiang Bai can still forcefully pry open his mouth and stuff the medicine in.

As long as martial ethics are disregarded, there is nothing that cannot be accomplished!

At 10 p.m., Tianheng Mountain was dark and gloomy without any lights. The gnarled trees looked like menacing monsters, as if they wanted to devour people.

Floating beside the coffin, Paimon felt a little uneasy. With the paper money scattered around, even though he knew it contained a young master, he still felt a bit creeped out. So he volunteered to keep watch.

Soon, the group from the Northern Bank arrived at the agreed location.

Upon seeing the coffin and the imminent burial, the deputy bank manager's face darkened.

"You killed our enforcer!"

"How could that be? We are people of our word. We just used this method to bring him out." Jiang Bai took a lumen stone to use as a lamp, lifted the coffin, and the sleeping young master inside looked like Sleeping Beauty.

It must be said that the young master's recovery ability is quite astonishing.

In just three days, the bruises on Jiang Bai's face had completely faded, and even his internal injuries had improved considerably.

If Jiang Bai hadn't secretly drugged him, he might have recovered completely.

All I can say is that experience matters.

“You can send someone over to check if this is your young master. We also need to count Mora.” Jiang Bai stood by the coffin and gestured for Kong and Paimon to count the money.

The Northern Bank brought two large sacks, after all, 300 million Mora was no small sum; converted to Mora denominations of 1,000, that was 300,000 coins.

Looking at the two large bags of Mora, Paimon was so happy he wanted to roll around in them.

In addition to being differentiated by denomination, Mora also differs in size and weight.

In order to count the money, after consulting with the money houses in Liyue, they commissioned an extra-large money counting device.

If you fill it with Mora and make sure it fits perfectly, you get a thousand Mora coins with a face value of one thousand.

Upon seeing this, the vice president's lips twitched.

He had considered making up a random number, since counting 3 million Mora would take at least half a day, but to be on the safe side, he didn't do so.

In retrospect, caution proved useful.

"The amount is correct." Kong was very satisfied after ordering all two large bags of Mora.

That's 300 million Mora! Even if he only gets one-tenth of it, he'll be rich!

"One hand for the person, the other for the money!"

An executive carried the unconscious young master out of the coffin. The young master's fingers twitched slightly, and his body's instinctive alertness made him try to wake up even though he had been given ten times the dose of sleeping potion.

Jiang Bai didn't care whether the young master was awake or not. He and Kong each picked up a bag of Mora and left.

Watching them leave, one of the debt collectors made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Sir, would you like to...?"

"Don't cause any unnecessary trouble." Although the deputy bank manager's eyes were cold and he wished he could tear them apart, he still shook his head.

"They can defeat the young master; if you go up there, you'll only be throwing your lives away."

After all, the Mora given away represented the young master's savings over the years. Although it hurt to see it, the thought that it belonged to the young master made it less painful.

"Check on the young master's condition, then leave."

"Yes."

Not long after, with treatment, D'Artagnan slowly regained consciousness.

The moment he awoke, a water elemental blade appeared in his hand, and he instinctively assumed a wary stance. Only upon seeing familiar faces did he relax considerably.

He looked around at his surroundings, assessed his physical condition, and frowned slightly.

"What's going on? Where are we?"

He felt completely powerless in his limbs, making it difficult even to lift his hands, and his head was also feeling dizzy.

“Young Master, you have been drugged and are still recovering. We have paid 300 million Mora to ransom you.”

The vice president adopted a respectful posture, but did not mention that it was his deposit that was used.

Since the die is cast, there's no point in provoking him now.

“Three hundred million!” D'Artagnan’s eyes widened.

But then he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, the fools paid to ransom him, and the money was definitely from the Northern Bank. As long as it could be explained to the rich, it didn't matter.

Chapter 308 I wish to call you Long Aokong!

Jiang Bai and Kong didn't go straight back after taking Mora. They changed their clothes, put on masks, cloaks, and hoods to cover themselves completely, then turned a corner and ambushed them on their way back to the city.

"Isn't what we're doing a bit wrong?" Kong felt a pang of guilt.

Jiang Bai has already extorted 300 million Mora from the young master, and he still wants to sell the young master to Ning Guang to get another sum.

If the young master knew about this outrageous idea, he would surely cry.

"What's wrong with him! Every single thing he's done, isn't it heinous? Especially his attempt to kidnap the gang leader!!!"

Jiang Bai snorted, "It's just extorting a few hundred million yuan, I've already been very generous."

It's just a little bit of money...

Kong's lips twitched, and he gained a new understanding of the word "magnanimity".

"Although they will definitely guess who we are, as long as we don't leave any evidence, with the Seven Stars protecting us, they can't do anything to us in Liyue Harbor. But it's not certain once we leave Liyue Harbor, so it's best not to let them recognize us!"

Jiang Bai paused for a moment, then continued.