"Purple light, how is this possible!"
Lu Qing stared intently at the old man's worn-out money bag, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At this moment, in his field of vision, the old money bag was emitting a faint purple glow.
Although the light was faint, it seemed dazzling in Lu Qing's eyes.
Since coming into this world and awakening his superpowers, he has only seen this purple light three times.
The first time was when I received the inheritance of the Divine Talisman Sect, and the second time was yesterday when I saw the Fire Cauldron in the underground cave of the Wei Mansion.
The third one is this old money bag in front of me.
Could this money bag also be a magical artifact?
A thought flashed through Lu Qing's mind, but before the information on the note on the old money bag could appear...
The man with the mustache snatched the money bag, opened it, looked at it, weighed it a few times, and then stuffed it into his pocket along with the money bag.
"Three or two is fine, I guess I'm just unlucky. Old man, be careful next time you walk. Luckily you bumped into my stuff. I'm a kind-hearted person, so I'll let you go this time. If it were someone else, I would definitely have thrown you in jail!"
The man with the mustache said viciously.
Among the onlookers, some who knew the man with the mustache's true nature looked at him with disdain as he acted as if he had gotten the better deal and was still being smug.
However, this guy has a brother-in-law who works in the county government and happens to be in charge of managing this market.
They all needed to make a living in the market, so they didn't dare to offend him easily.
So even though some people sympathized with the old man, they ultimately didn't speak up.
The old man stood there, his face filled with sorrow.
He had just received the silver this morning after selling grain in the city.
It's the family's savings for the past six months.
He had originally planned to buy his granddaughter some gifts. She had recently started learning needlework, but because she didn't have a good thimble, she kept pricking her fingers, which pained him.
I wanted to take advantage of this trip to the city to buy a better thimble for my granddaughter.
Unexpectedly, disaster struck, and all the money was lost in an instant.
The thought of going back home left him wondering how he would explain it to his son and daughter-in-law.
The old man's head was spinning, his blood rushed to his head, and suddenly he screamed and crashed into the corner of the wall in front of the man with the mustache's stall.
This sudden change came unexpectedly, catching everyone off guard.
The onlookers were mostly ordinary people; no one could react in time and could only watch in horror as the old man crashed into the corner of the wall.
Just as the old man was about to be splattered with blood, a figure appeared in front of him, gently pressing down on the old man's shoulder to stop his momentum.
It was a young man in fine clothes, holding a little girl who looked like an elf in his arms, with a strange little black beast perched on his shoulder, and he was smiling.
"Old man, even if you feel wronged, there's no need to take your own life. Otherwise, wouldn't it only cause pain to your loved ones and joy to your enemies?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that someone had stopped the old man.
The man with the mustache was even more startled and cursed, "Old man, what are you trying to do?"
The man with the mustache was filled with lingering fear. If the old man had really died in front of his stall, the county magistrate would definitely have intervened, and even his brother-in-law might not have been able to help him settle the matter.
Thinking of this, the man with the mustache glared fiercely at the old man again: "Old man, if you want to die, go die somewhere else. You've soiled my stall. Can you afford to pay for it?"
Its ferocious appearance frightened those around it.
"Noisy".
Seeing that the thing was still spouting foul language, Lu Qing's face darkened, and with a light step, he was already in front of the man with the mustache, and casually slapped him across the face.
The man with the mustache spun around several times like a tattered sack before crashing to the ground, unconscious.
When I looked again, half of his face was swollen beyond recognition, and several large teeth mixed with blood had fallen to the side.
Given Lu Qing's current strength, even if he restrained 99% of his power, this slap was beyond the ability of the mustachioed man's thin body to withstand.
It's only because Lu Qing deliberately held back that he survived.
However, he will definitely be left with a disability in the future.
Because Lu Qing's palm strike contained a trace of gentle force, the damage it caused was far more complex than it appeared on the surface.
A sudden silence fell over the surroundings.
Everyone watched this scene in shock.
No one could have imagined that this young man in fine clothes, who had just been smiling, would suddenly resort to such ruthless tactics.
Judging from the face of that man with the mustache, even if he recovers, he'll probably still have trouble eating.
But for some reason, seeing the man with the mustache in such a miserable state, everyone felt a strange sense of satisfaction rising within them.
Many merchants in the market had long disliked this product.
If it weren't for his good fortune in having a brother-in-law who worked in the county government, he would have been kicked out of the market long ago.
Now that everyone sees that someone has finally come out to deal with him, they almost want to clap and cheer.
As for the two men, seeing how ruthless Lu Qing was, they had long since hidden away somewhere.
After slapping the man with the mustache half to death, Lu Qing gently flicked the old man's arm and took out the worn-out money pouch, then returned to the old man and handed it to him.
"Sir, these are your belongings, please take them back."
The old man stared blankly at Lu Qing until the money bag landed in his hand, then he came to his senses.
He quickly said, "Young man, you've hit someone, hurry up and leave, otherwise you won't be able to leave when the officials come!"
"Yes, yes, this man's brother-in-law works at the county magistrate's office. He's not someone to mess with. Young man, you'd better leave quickly."
The onlookers also chimed in with their comments.
Although Lu Qing's clothes were extraordinary, he must be a young master from some family.
However, in everyone's mind, the county magistrate's authority was still very strong, and no force in the city dared to openly oppose him.
"It's alright. This person used fake antiques to extort money from the elderly and almost caused a death. I think even the county magistrate's office cannot openly protect such behavior, can they?" Lu Qing said calmly.
Everyone was speechless.
They thought the boy was really naive. If the county magistrate's office were truly so fair, how could Chen the jackal have been able to roam freely in this market for so long?
"Sir, there are too many people around here, why don't I escort you out?"
Seeing that no one spoke, Lu Qing then spoke to the old man.
The old man had long wanted to open this place; he remembered the indifferent expressions of these people who had watched him from the sidelines.
Now that he has revealed his wealth, he dares not stay here any longer.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, young man," the old man said with a face full of gratitude.
Lu Qing led the old man outside.
He paused for a moment just before he was about to leave the street.
He said calmly, "By the way, if the people from the county magistrate's office come later and want to hold someone accountable, you can tell them to go to the Wei residence to find me. My name is Lu Qing."
After saying that, Lu Qing left with the old man.
They left everyone dumbfounded, watching them leave.
