14 His Father Was Hiring Papparazi

Not long after, Bai Yichen left with the group of city guards. From the beginning to the end, they were all polite and courteous.

This made Qin Chuan sigh with emotion.

Not all young masters were idiots. Many of the heirs of large families were good in both character and education.

This was a true noble!

"This person's cultivation is interesting. He seems to be at the origin core stage, but I get the feeling that something is wrong..."

Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed.

But soon, he stopped thinking about it. Since it had nothing to do with him, he was too lazy to investigate.

So what if he was a peerless genius?

As long as he was enemies with his son, he could take it away with a draw.

"En[1], since that kid has gone to buy servants, I can go and do some proper business."

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Then, he walked out of the room and walked out of the courtyard through the back door. Then, he put on a large black cloak in a corner.

A mysterious person was born!!

He even put on a mask to be safe.

This was foolproof.

He joined the crowds of people coming and going from the street behind the house.

Minghao City was a place where fish and dragons mixed together. There were all kinds of people from all walks of life. There were also many people who wore black robes. Therefore, Qin Chuan's outfit did not attract much attention.

Many people dressed like this when they went out.

After a long time.

After asking many passersby, he finally arrived at the most mysterious place in Minghao city, the underground black market.

This was a huge underground space that contained all kinds of shady businesses.

Some underground forces were deeply rooted, and even the City Lord's mansion could not stop them. They could only turn a blind eye.

And the Rain Pavilion was such an organization!

Their forces were spread throughout the entire Nine Sun Dynasty, and their foundations were unfathomable. Their main business was... information.

Here, as long as one had money, they could buy all sorts of information they wanted, and they could also spread all sorts of information!

In other words, they had trained paparazzi, and they also had a large number of internet trolls.

As long as the money was in place, there was nothing they could not do with information.

The service hall of Rain Pavilion was very dark. On both sides of the braziers, there were blue phosphorescent flames, commonly known as ghost flames.

The atmosphere was a little gloomy.

There were quite a number of people who came here, and every person who entered would be led into a secret room by a masked maid.

"Guest, please follow me."

A woman wearing a cat mask said calmly to Qin Chuan, and then walked towards a secret chamber.

Qin Chuan followed behind.

After he entered the secret chamber, the woman left, and the door to the secret chamber was closed. It was airtight and dark inside.

As a Pure Yang realm powerhouse, Qin Chuan was not afraid. In Minghao City, there were only a few people who were stronger than him.

"Crack Crack Crack."

The sound of a mechanism's movement could be heard from one of the walls. Then, a small crack appeared in the wall.

"Excuse me, do you want to buy it or pass it on?"

An old and hoarse voice came from the small crack.

'Buy it' naturally meant 'to buy information'.

'Pass it on' was 'to spread rumors'!

"Pass it on."

Qin Chuan said without hesitation.

"What do you want to pass on? Can you write it down?"

The old voice asked. Then, a piece of paper, a writing brush, and an inkstone were handed to Qin Chuan.

He picked up the brush and prepared to write.

But then he thought about it...

What if the evidence was found in the future?

Thus, he decisively switched to his left hand.

But after thinking about it...

It was still not safe!!

So, he said to the old voice with a serious expression, "Sorry, please excuse me."

The old man behind the small opening was obviously stunned. Although he didn't know why, he still temporarily closed the small opening.

After all, the customer is God.

Their reputation was also very important in the black market business.

After the small opening was closed, Qin Chuan took off his left shoe and started to write with the brush between his toes.

Writing with a foot was already incomprehensible, let alone the left foot... If anyone could recognize that this was written by him, then it would be a ghost!

After a long time.

He finally finished writing on the piece of paper. These words were simply too horrible to look at, but if one looked carefully, they could still be recognized.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

He knocked on the small opening, and the it opened again.

"Alright, I hope that you will spread these rumors throughout the entire Minghao City within three days."

Qin Chuan returned the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The old man behind the small opening took the paper and was obviously silent for a moment. Then, he said with a strange voice, "We charge based on the influence of the rumors, the identity of the target, and the scope of the spread."

"Understood."

Qin Chuan said calmly.

"We will charge... 100,000 spirit stones for the rumors you entrusted us with this time," The old man said in a deep voice.

"Alright."

Qin Chuan nodded. This was about the same as what he had estimated, so he transferred 100,000 spirit stones with the gold card of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.

The Wanbao Chamber of Commerce had a bank, and their reputation was very good. Therefore, their gold card could be used throughout the entire Nine Sun Dynasty.

"Is there anything else you need?"

The old man asked.

"No."

"Then please leave this way."

The old man said courteously. Then, he seemed to have activated some kind of mechanism. The wall on the right side split apart, revealing a secret passage.

"Goodbye."

Qin Chuan walked into the passage.

The passage was very long. It was cold and dark inside. After walking for a long time, he finally reached the end. When he walked out of the passage, he was already at the corner of the street.

"Crack, crack, crack."

He turned around to look. The sound of gears turning could be heard from the cracked passage. Then, it slowly closed.

"It's time to go home. I hope my son hasn't returned yet. Otherwise, I'll have to find another excuse."

He shook his head and smiled. Then, he walked out of the corner and asked for directions. Then, he quickly rushed back to the house.

Back home.

His son hadn't returned yet.

Therefore, he let out a sigh of relief. Although he had thousands of reasons in his mind to deceive his son at any time, it was better to avoid trouble!

[ Ding! Your son has offended a fourth level Pure Yang realm expert. Your cultivation will be raised to the fourth level of the Pure Yang realm and you will be invincible in the same realm! ]

At this moment, the system's voice sounded.

Qin Chuan was stunned.

Then, he was pleasantly surprised.

What was going on?

His cheap son had already learned how to stir up trouble on his own?

Gratifying.

It was too gratifying!

He originally thought that it would be very difficult for him to grow stronger soon, but unexpectedly, his cheap son had given him a huge surprise in the blink of an eye.

"That's right! What am I worried about? The Son of Heaven is born to stir up trouble. Even if I don't do anything, he will still stir up trouble!"

He thought about it.

If he haddn't obtained the Strongest Daddy System, that kid probably wouldn't just be fighting under his father's name, he would probably be cheating!

"Father! Father, save me!"

In next to no time, Qin Zi's voice sounded out from outside, and it seemed to be burning with anxiety, and it seemed to have the feeling of a stray dog.

"Little bastard, you hit our family's young miss, and you still want to escape? Not to mention calling you father today, calling you grandfather is useless!"

An enraged middle-aged voice sounded out.

Qin Chuan hurriedly rushed out when he heard this.

At the entrance, Qin Zi was fleeing madly, and a middle-aged man at the ninth level of the Origin Core realm was doing his best to chase after him.

"Hmm? This kid's speed is very fast."

Qin Chuan's brows slightly rose. The current speed of his son's sprint was actually on par with that middle aged man.

Did he use some sort of treasure?

Or was the he possessed by a ghost?

"Hmph, die for me!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and then he slapped out with his palm. His huge palm rumbled as it swept past, and his aura was majestic.

"Father, save me!"

Qin Zi shouted again.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan couldn't just sit back and do nothing. Thus, he flashed and blocked behind Qin Zi.

"Bang--"

With a loud sound, that huge palm exploded, and a powerful shockwave spread out in all directions.

Qin Chuan stood where he was, unmoving.

"Eh?"

Qin Zi was stunned, then he turned around in surprise and saw that familiar figure blocking in front of him.

Who else could it be but his father?

"Who are you, sir? Why are you stopping me from killing this little bastard?"

When the middle-aged man saw Qin Chuan, he immediately revealed a serious expression, because his intuition told him that the person in front of him was strong, very strong!

He was definitely a Pure Yang realm powerhouse.

"I am his father."

Qin Chuan looked at the middle-aged man coldly.

Little bastard?

If his cheap son was a little bastard, then what was he?

The middle-aged man was suddenly shocked. Then, he also thought of this question, and his expression instantly became interesting.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he carefully said, "Sir, actually... This is all a misunderstanding..."

Notes:

[1]en: interjection indicating approval, appreciation or agreement.