“This is strange. This technique—no one could pull it off without immersing themselves in swordsmanship for over a decade.” Thomas Brooks sat up, playing with the two iron balls that belonged to David Lewis.

“Could it be that this Edward Sutton has learned internal energy?” David Lewis suddenly said.

Thomas Brooks sneered, “Do you think just anyone is qualified to learn internal energy? Only true martial artists at the acquired stage can use internal energy. In our Sand Eagle Gang, only the boss and the three hall masters are at the acquired stage.

Where do you think we are? This is Changning Prefecture, not Shengjing City where martial artists are everywhere. People like us, at best, are just wanderers of the jianghu. Internal energy? Have you listened to too many storytelling sessions?”

David Lewis grinned apologetically, “I’m just ignorant, that’s all. So, Brother Brooks, are you confident in dealing with this Edward Sutton?”

“No matter how fast or accurate the sword is, what’s the use? Strength is the foundation! For five hundred taels of silver, I’ll take care of this Edward Sutton for you. At the same time, I’ll report to my foster father that this Edward Sutton colluded with the Green Bamboo Gang, and clear your name from the rumors of framing your brothers.” Thomas Brooks said as he played with David Lewis’s iron balls.

“Deal! I’ll go prepare the silver right away!” David Lewis gritted his teeth and agreed.

Compared to silver, life is more important. Five hundred taels is a lot, but if he squeezes the shops in Happy Forest a bit harder, he could scrape it together in a month.

“Refreshing! David Lewis, you’ll soon see that your five hundred taels are well spent.”

Thomas Brooks tossed aside the iron balls and stood up. On the pure steel iron ball, five clear finger marks had appeared!

What was Edward Sutton doing at this moment? He was eating buns.

As soon as he arrived at Happy Forest, he felt hungry again, so he found a roadside stall and ordered several baskets of soup dumplings to eat.

Martial artists have abundant qi and blood, so their appetites are huge. Plus, Edward Sutton had just started practicing internal energy, so he needed to digest the essence from food to refine it into inner power.

Some experts can eat a whole cow in a day, and of course, they can also go a month without eating or drinking.

After finishing the buns, Edward Sutton suddenly remembered he still had a lottery draw left for today.

With a thought, Edward Sutton appeared in the system space.

“System, I still have a lottery chance today, right?”

The system said, “Correct. The host still has one basic lottery chance. Would you like to draw?”

“Draw.” Edward Sutton said without hesitation.

Although this basic lottery is rather mediocre, if luck explodes and he draws a martial art or technique, that would be great.

But this time, Edward Sutton was clearly not under the halo of luck. The pointer on the wheel skipped over martial arts and landed on the elixir section.

“Tsk! Not quite what I hoped for. If only it were a weapon.”

Edward Sutton was still using that iron scrap sword, which was a bit shabby.

The silver he got from Old Four could buy a refined steel longsword, but those are all ordinary goods, not much better than the iron scrap.

“Congratulations to the host for drawing one basic inferior Qi-Nourishing Pill. Rating: half a star.”

Edward Sutton’s mouth twitched. A basic Qi-Nourishing Pill, and it’s an inferior one. Just from the name, it didn’t sound like anything good.

After leaving the system space, the basic inferior Qi-Nourishing Pill appeared in Edward Sutton’s hand. It wasn’t spherical, but an irregular lump, looking rather unreliable.

Edward Sutton opened his mouth and crunched it down in two bites, instantly feeling his inner power double.

Don’t think doubling is a lot—Edward Sutton had only practiced internal energy for a day, so he only had a trace of inner power. Even if it doubled, it was still just a trace.

All in all, this basic inferior Qi-Nourishing Pill could only increase the amount of inner power Edward Sutton could cultivate in a day—better than nothing.

Just as he stood up, the system’s voice sounded in Edward Sutton’s mind: “Mission system activated. Now issuing a mission. Novice mission: Within three days, kill David Lewis and become a minor leader of the Flying Eagle Gang. Mission reward: 10 villain points, one basic Qi-Nourishing Pill. Failure penalty: loss of one arm.”

“The penalty for failing a novice mission is this harsh? But the mission itself is pretty simple.”

Edward Sutton tossed a piece of broken silver and headed straight for Happy Forest.

Chapter Four: I’m Better with My Right Hand

Outside Drunken Moon Pavilion, Edward Sutton looked at the lavishly decorated, gold-embellished building and couldn’t help but marvel.

Compared to the slums of Changle Lane, this place was like a whole different world.

“Stop! The Flying Eagle Gang has booked this place. Go have fun somewhere else.” Seeing Edward Sutton about to enter Drunken Moon Pavilion, a young Flying Eagle Gang member hurriedly blocked his way.

Edward Sutton said, “I’m here to see David Lewis.”

“How dare you! Do you think you can just call Third Brother’s name?”

The gang member barked, but then cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

That ridiculous iron scrap sword of Edward Sutton’s—he didn’t know when it had already reached the man’s neck!

“Can I go in now?”

The gang member nodded repeatedly, afraid that Edward Sutton might accidentally slit his throat.

Slowly withdrawing his sword, Edward Sutton said calmly, “Keep a low profile. You’re just a minor leader—what’s with all the airs? Who are you trying to scare with such a big show?”