Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1247: Breaking the Scam

Chapter 1247: Breaking the Scam

Darsh had remained silent not by choice, but because he no longer had legs.

They had been blown to pieces, leaving behind only a bloody mess.

His agonized screams were drowned out by the chorus of wails around him.

Lagan had seen it all—seen how ruthless these two people were.

They hadn’t even given Darsh a chance to plead for mercy.

The moment he tried to escape, they crippled him.

There was no room for negotiation.

That was why Lagan didn’t dare to gamble on his own survival.

"You’ve done this plenty of times, haven’t you? How many people have you scammed?" Kenny Lin reached out as if to pat Lagan’s face, then frowned in disgust.

Instead, he wrapped his hand in a layer of spiritual energy before slapping him across the face.

Lagan trembled but didn’t dare to cry out in pain. "I-I... I don’t... I don’t know..." He snuck a glance at Kenny Lin’s increasingly displeased expression and immediately corrected himself in terror, "Too many! So many I can’t even count!"

"So many you can’t count, huh? You’ve scammed a lot of people with this little trick of yours. Tell me—this whole ’selling information’ business of yours, is it even real? Or is it all just a scam?" Kenny Lin’s narrow phoenix eyes curved into a dangerously sharp arc.

Lagan panicked and shook his head frantically. "No, no! It’s real! I really do sell information! It’s just that..."

He didn’t dare to finish the sentence.

It’s just that it depends on the target.

If a customer was a regular, Lagan wouldn’t scam them—he needed to maintain his business, after all.

However, if the target was a newcomer, especially one with weak cultivation and no strong background, they became easy prey.

People like that never left unscathed.

If they didn’t cough up a fortune, they wouldn’t get out of the Underground City in one piece.

Up until today, Lagan had never encountered anyone who could fight back.

Occasionally, he’d run into someone unwilling to be scammed, but those people had always chosen to fight him over their money.

Their fates had always been the same—death.

He had assumed today would be no different.

He thought Amalia and Kenny Lin would suffer their losses in silence.

He never expected that he had grossly misjudged them.

"I can be reasonable sometimes," Kenny Lin said lazily. "But today isn’t one of those times. If you want to live, you’d better prove your worth."

As he spoke, he ground his foot harder into Lagan’s face—so hard that his features were completely distorted.

Lagan screamed in agony and shouted loudly, "I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Mr. Immortal, please spare my life! Ask me anything—you want to know something, I’ll tell you everything I know!"

At that moment, Amalia finished dealing with the others and walked over.

Before she could even say a word, Lagan was kicked by Kenny Lin.

"Why are you screaming so loud? Trying to attract attention?"

Lagan curled up in pain, clutching his stomach.

His face was nearly buried in the fat of his chest, hiding the twisted hatred in his eyes.

Of course, he wanted to draw people in.

Without connections and backup, how could he dare to openly scam people in the Underground City?

"I’ve already set up a soundproofing array around us," Amalia said calmly, giving Lagan a cold glance.

Kenny Lin lifted Lagan’s head with the tip of his foot. "Now do you understand why we didn’t bother stopping you from shouting?"

Lagan’s face twisted in terror. "What... what do you want from me? I’m the brother-in-law of Lal Hiran from the Underground City! If you kill me, he won’t let you go!"

"We don’t care who Lal Hiran is. Tell us everything you know about the Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth, and I’ll give you a chance to live." Amalia offered him his one and only chance.

Lagan hesitated.

The Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth was a massive organization, and its members were as elusive as dragons.

Even the authorities couldn’t touch them.

Ordinary people had no chance of ever meeting them, yet Lagan did know something.

But he was too afraid to say it.

The people of the Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth were ruthless lunatics.

If they found out he had talked, it wouldn’t matter if his brother-in-law forgave him—the Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth would definitely kill him.

"A guy like this deserves to die a thousand times over. Why waste time talking? Just use soul-searching—it’s quicker. Once he’s become a mindless idiot, he won’t be able to harm anyone else," Kenny Lin said with a sinister smile.

"I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I’ll talk!" Lagan was scared out of his mind.

He had no idea what "soul-searching" was, but he could tell from their expressions that they weren’t joking.

And just from the words alone, he could guess its terrifying meaning.

These two were absolute demons.

He deeply regretted ever messing with them.

"You have one chance. If you dare lie, I guarantee you’ll die without a sound."

Lagan believed them.

He had over a hundred cultivators on his side, yet with a flick of these two’s fingers, his men were either dead or crippled.

He had only ever heard of this kind of power in the highest circles of the Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth.

Any thoughts of resistance had already vanished from his mind.

"The tattooed man you’re looking for—I don’t know where he is. But a member of the Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth has some connection to my brother-in-law, Lal Hiran. I’ve seen the people from the Holy Gate of the Heaven and Earth come to him before, but I don’t know what they discussed," Lagan said shakily.

"What else?"

"They must have some kind of deal. That guy comes by every so often—usually every one or two months," Lagan added, his gaze flickering.

"So you can’t be certain when he’ll show up next," Amalia said flatly.

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