Chapter 43
My Rich Wife
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Yuâs words made Lu Sr. laugh.
He didnât even know how many feet to dig, yet he still dared to boast?
Du Hengshengâs expression was also somewhat unhappy. He had seen many sons of important figures who used their connections to do whatever they wanted and shot their mouths off.
Most importantly, the people around him had to play along.
In Du Hengshengâs eyes, Qin Yu was this kind of person.
He had never been interested in rich playboys.
But now that he had a favor to ask Qin Yu, Du Hengsheng could only wave his hand and say, âDo as Mr. Qin says.â
The few of them took shovels and began to dig down.
One foot, two feet, three feet...
Soon, a big hole appeared in front of everyone.
However, other than the soil, there was nothing unusual in the hole.
Qin Yu stared at the hole, and the ominous feeling became more and more intense.
âMr. Du, do you still want to continue digging?â A few workers wiped their sweat and said tiredly.
Du Hengsheng didnât answer. Instead, he looked at Qin Yu and said, âMr. Qin, do they still need to continue digging?â
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âI donât think thereâs a need for that,â Lu Sr. snorted.
âSome people are taking advantage of their connections to do whatever they want. I donât have the time to play along,â Lu Sr. said with a hint of arrogance.
Qin Yu pointed at the hole and said, âContinue digging until you find something!â
âMr. Qin, weâve already dug four feet, and we havenât seen anything. Are we going to dig through the earth?â Du Hengsheng said unhappily.
âContinue digging,â Qin Yu said calmly.
At this time, Lu Sr. took a step forward and berated him coldly, âWhat if we canât dig anything out?â
Qin Yu glanced at him and said, âIf we canât dig anything out, Iâll eat this pile of soil.â
âOkay!â Lu Sr. waved his hand and said, âIf we can dig something out, I am willing to acknowledge you as my master!â
âItâs a deal,â Qin Yu said with a smile.
They continued to dig down the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they dug another foot.
This time, even the workers were a little impatient.
âMr. Du, how much longer do we have to dig?â A worker asked curiously.
âWe canât keep digging like this...â
Du Hengsheng waved his hand and said, âDig, dig, sigh.â
The workers had no choice but to continue digging.
âKid, my time is very precious. I donât have time to play along with you.â At this time, Lu Ning snorted.
âOn account of your young age, you donât have to eat that pile of soil. But you have to remember that there is always someone better than you. Donât think too highly of yourself!â Lu Ning waved his sleeve and turned to leave.
Qin Yu didnât say anything. He just stared at the bottom of the cave.
At this moment, the workersâ shovel suddenly made a crisp sound, as if it had touched something hard.
âMr. Du, we dug something!â One of the workers shouted.
Hearing this, everyone quickly surrounded him.
A few workers quickly took out an iron box from the cave.
âHurry up and bring it up!â Du Hengsheng said hurriedly.
The workers didnât dare to waste time and quickly brought the box up.
Lu Ning, who was about to leave, also stopped and turned back.
âThis is it.â Qin Yu stared at the box and frowned.
âOpen it,â Qin Yu pointed at the box and said.
They quickly opened the box according to Qin Yuâs instructions.
The moment the box was opened, a bloody smell assailed their nostrils.
Inside the box was a black knife with traces of blood on it.
âWhat... Whatâs going on?!â Du Hengshengâs face was pale and full of fear.
âGet out of the way!â Lu Ning took a step forward. He reached out his hand and touched a trace of blood, sniffed it, and then his expression changed!
âThis... This is a mixture of black dogâs blood and corpse oil!â A serious look appeared on Lu Ningâs face.
âBlack dogâs blood, corpse oil, machete... Southwest Fury Soul Technique?â
âWhat a vicious technique. This... would have taken Mr. Duâs Life!â Lu Ning muttered in a low voice.
When he heard this, Du Hengshengâs expression became even more unsightly!
âLu Sr., who... who did this? !â Du Hengsheng asked in a trembling voice.
Lu Ning shook his head and said, âI donât know either.â
âThen what should I do now?â Du Hengsheng, his tone filled with fear, grabbed Lu Ningâs wrist.
Lu Ning couldnât help but laugh bitterly and said, âMr. Du, perhaps you should ask Mr. Qin about this...ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om