Master of Kaidan

Chapter 89 New Clothes

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 New Clothes"Crack, crack..."

The strange sound of gravel rubbing and colliding became especially eerie within the unique structure of the sewer, and following closely behind, a large chunk of brick suddenly fell from the wall.

Although he couldn’t see the sunlight, and all he saw was the faintly stinking sewer, Feng Xue, who had agilely squeezed through the narrow opening, nonetheless felt the sweet scent of freedom.

Slithering out of the hole like an eel, Feng Xue deftly flipped in mid-air and landed smoothly on the ground.

Even without his assassin’s suit, he had undertaken considerable assassin training, not to mention the Leap of Faith. Such postural adjustments were still easy for him to perform.

However, the moment he landed, Feng Xue suddenly sensed hostility. He pressed down on his wound, which had been torn open again due to the excessive movement, and frowned as he looked ahead, only to see a dirty beggar holding a dagger, slowly approaching him:

"You... you bastard! You sneak... sneaking up on me, are you trying to steal my tent? You wish!"

The incoherent Spanish was translated by the power of the Golden Finger, and Feng Xue slightly furrowed his brow, suddenly feeling a strong sense of déjà vu. Watching the man who even seemed to stagger as he walked, Feng Xue suddenly caught sight of a needle in the corner and instantly realized:

"Tsk tsk... I’m certainly not Diablo..."

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched his mouth wide, and then, the beggar, who was in a state of mental disarray, stared in horror because the man before his eyes, it turned out, had pulled a crowbar out of his mouth!

Yes, the indescribable stick-like object had not been placed in the Golden Cabinet along with other phantom items. In fact, back when he was in Infinite City, he had already concealed the stick, which "could be hidden in any space that seemed viable," in his mouth.

Although it hadn’t been useful as Shawshank’s spoon, it certainly proved fitting for a scenario like this.

Faced with the obviously irrational beggar, Feng Xue showed not the slightest mercy as he thrashed him violently. Even with the blood loss debuff afflicting him, his expertise with weapons and knowledge of human weak points were more than a junkie found in the sewer could handle.

After a series of ghastly screams and howls, Feng Xue left the now-unconscious addict to the side and entered his tent, beginning to

"Could the environment of the Real World also influence the outcome of the refining?"