The Rise Of A Porter - Chapter 334

"You're a manager here?"

"Of course, I am." Zing answered, "Your uncle saw potential in me and made me the manager of his warrior guild, The Golden Dragon."

"I see."

"Hey! Don't look so grim. I'm sure your uncle will gladly give you a job as well. He has an eye for talented people and since you're his nephew, I wonder if he'll make you his left-hand man. I say left because of your cousin, as he's his right-hand man. And in case he doesn't, for the old time's sake, I'll give you a job here-" Zing replied puffing his c.h.e.s.t up a bit but he was soon interrupted by a woman.

"Mr Long, please save my son... he's my only child who has to carry our family name. You can't just send him into the dungeon of death with his rundown equipment! I'll do anything... anything you want, just bring my son back..." The woman appeared to be in her late forties and seemingly had been waiting for Zing for a long time. but even for her age, she had maintained her body. She wasn't wearing a wedding ring so Arnold couldn't tell whether she was married or not.

"Tsk... this bitch." Zing mumbled in anger, "Listen you pig, your son signed a contract with me. I can do whatever I want with him, you understand? If I want to make him dance n.a.k.e.d on the streets he'll have to do that. Get that into your thick skull. However, if you really want to do anything then maybe you should send Ruyi here. I'm sure we'll manage to work something out eh?"

Arnold couldn't believe his eyes. This man wasn't like the Zing he knew and grew up with. The Zing he knew would die but would never disrespect anyone in such a perverse manner... 

'Seems that a bit of money can change even the timidest men...' Arnold thought while he tried his best to keep his emotions in check. No matter how much he wanted to cave Zing's head into his body in the heat of the moment, he had to be careful till he can get some information about his uncle from him.

The woman was a bit taken aback by Zing's statement. Ruyi was her late sister's daughter whom she had taken care of as her own ever since her sister's along with her husband's untimely demise over a decade ago during the 'Great Shanghai Disaster'. She had been strong for the sake of her children and had even kicked her husband out of their marital home once she found out that he had been mistreated, the then 12-year-old Ruyi.

She had sworn to protect Ruyi at all cost. But now her resolve was wavering. Her son was in danger and she couldn't do anything. She was ready to gladly offer herself to a demonic basta*d like Zing, but even that was of no use. He only wanted Ruyi and no one else.

She knew the type of Zing was and the kind of men he worked for. So she didn't have any choice but to do as he told her to. She was pretty sure that Zing had sent her son on an impossible dungeon hunt because he wanted to have a physical relationship with Ruyi and was ready to sink to such a low level to get what he wanted.

"I'll send her over as soon as I can." The teary-eyed woman barely managed to mumbled before rushing out of the building.

"Fcking pig, she actually thought I'll use her to satisfy my thirst." Zing spat in disgust, "What did she think? I'll settle down for a hand-me-down? After all, my dragon has a status to maintain. I'm not a desperate or h*rny basta*d. I can't just keep poking it in any hole I find. Don't you agree with me, Arnold? I'm sure lots of women would hit over you as well. Don't you find it a bit... annoying?"

Arnold didn't want to associate with people of Zing's kind. So he didn't reply and instead quickly changed the topic.

"What was that all about?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just fancy the pretty girl but despite my advances, she rejected me every-f.u.c.k.i.n.g-time. I tried giving her expensive gifts, everything any girl would kill to have but that bit*h slapped me here right in this lobby." Zing said with a devilish smile on his face as he continued explaining his disgusting plan to Arnold.

"So I hatched a plan. I knew his cousin was a warrior so I bribed him into joining my group of warriors and sent him to the deadliest dungeon in Shanghai with next to nothing for his 'protective gear'. Now, my men are proficient enough to clear the dungeon but instead, I gave them the order to keep that idiot as a hostage until I popped Ruyi's cherry. You know what? For the old time's sake, I'll let you enjoy her after I'm done with her, what do you say?"

It took Arnold quite an effort to keep his anger in check. He couldn't believe what a disgusting basta*d Zing had become. But for now, he had to focus on reaching his uncle and after he was done taking care of that greedy basta*d, He would personally teach this foul a*shole of a man a lesson he'll remember till the day he dies.

"I'll have to pass. I don't wanna have i.n.t.e.r.c.o.u.r.s.e with a stranger." Arnold said in a barely calm voice, "By the way, is my uncle in? It would be rude on my part if I didn't greet him."

"Man, you should just trust me, Ruyi is fine as an exotic wine. But I guess you're free to make your choices." Zing replied while scratching the back of his head, "As for uncle Chiang, he doesn't visit this office anymore. You'll most probably have to give him a visit in his villa. Here, I'll give you his address."

Arnold thanked Zing before rushing out to catch the woman from earlier. He had waited for over a decade to deal with his uncle, Arnold didn't mind if he had to wait for a bit more.

"Excuse me, ma'am!" Arnold called for the woman who was about to get into a taxi, "Can I talk with you about your son for a second?"

"Aren't you the man who was with that basta*d Long?" The woman cursed loudly, "What do you want?"

"I just want to help you."

"Help you say?" The woman scoffed, "But all I can hear is, 'I want to nail your niece after I've saved your son.' That's your plan isn't it?"

Arnold was already pissed and this woman wasn't helping anyone with that tone of hers. But even after listening to her, he still wanted to help her out. However, now he wasn't going to remain as gentle as he had been with her.

He released a minuscule amount of his aura to make the woman understand that while he was concerned about her son's well-being, he wasn't going to be her verbal punching bag. The moment Arnold released his aura, the taxi driver bolted and the woman fell on her knees. she was too frightened to even look Arnold in the eyes.

"Now will you tell me where this Dungeon of Death is?"