Muscular Rabbits Legion: 'No one can escape from the novice village!'

Chapter 392 - 392 382 Lend and Return No More Loans

?Chapter 392: Chapter 382: Lend and Return, No More Loans! Chapter 392: Chapter 382: Lend and Return, No More Loans! “You always bring up the most embarrassing stuff,” lamented Yue Buqun, as his face turned even darker with rage. “I’m already not killing you, and now you want to borrow something? Where do you get the nerve?”

Yi Zheng replied, “See, we barely spoke, and you’re already scowling. Look at it this way, if you lend it to me, we’ll be friends from now on, and I promise not to kill you. But if you don’t lend it to me…”

His expression slowly turned sinister, “then we’ll remain enemies, and enemies should have a good chat after dark.”

Instantly, Yue Buqun thought of the thirty large rabbits summoned by Rabbit with a wave of his hand after using Star Shifting atop Black Wood Cliff. His heart sank. “Rabbit, don’t push me too far!”

Yi Zheng just smiled slightly…

The next moment, Yi Zheng joyfully walked down the mountain with a ring in hand, shouting a thank you before he left.

Resentment surged behind him…

…

Then, Yi Zheng visited the Hengshan Sect and Mount Tai Sect. Neither of these sects held a grudge against Yi Zheng; in fact, he had indirectly avenged them. So when they saw Yi Zheng rolling up his sleeves, ready to fight, they were quite friendly and lent him their equipment.

Next, he went to the Songshan Sect, where he kicked the gate open without a word and yelled, “This is a robbery!”

And then everything went smoothly.

Apart from these sects, Yi Zheng also paid a visit to the Shaolin Temple.

The high monks of Shaolin didn’t hold any hostility toward Rabbit. Yi Zheng didn’t act arrogantly either; after all, the Sweeping Monk might have been around, and who knows if Xuzhu was there too. Not to mention, any of the four great monks, capable of going toe-to-toe with Zhang Wuji at his peak, would have been enough trouble for Yi Zheng.

As the saying goes, if the enemy is strong, act weak—peace reigns supreme. This was the principle.

Yi Zheng entered the temple gates respectfully and offered three sticks of incense.

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