Chapter 912 - Pauper

Brother Dong was so angry he was spitting blood. Where did he have money now? Brother Dong was the type of person who lived for the moment, spending any money he managed to scam before. Now, he was just as broke as ever.

Just at that moment, Brother Dong’s phone rang, and Four-eyed was speechless, thinking to himself, "You have a phone, yet you used mine to make a call earlier. You really have no morals, do you?" Brother Dong, like a soulless person, took out his phone, saw that the call was from 10086, and answered.

"What’s the matter?" At this moment, Brother Dong really didn’t have the mind for anything, and a gentle voice came through the phone. A lady said,

"Hello Mr. Chen, this is China Mobile customer service. We’ve noticed that your phone number ending in 438 in Guangdong has good credit, so we’ve increased your limit to one thousand. Is that okay with you?"

"No, cancel it for me!"

At this moment, thinking of that phone made Brother Dong want to vomit blood. Earlier, he called that number, and it was already turned off. He was dumbfounded. Brother Dong never thought that after a lifetime of scamming others, he would be so badly scammed himself. It truly was like the saying: if you roam the Martial World for too long, you’re bound to get cut.

"Oh, okay. But Mr. Chen, you need to clear the over five-hundred balance on this card before we can help you cancel it!"

The lady spoke gently, and Brother Dong instantly jumped up in anger, saying,

"What, another overdue bill? Are you kidding me? I haven’t even made a call. What a lousy Shen Zhou service, I tell you, you’re not reliable at all."

Brother Dong was about to spit blood, utterly furious. He had just paid nearly a thousand earlier, and now he owed five hundred more, which made him feel like he was about to explode.

"Sir, an hour ago, you sent over five hundred multimedia messages, which is why there is a five hundred balance. We’re not extorting you; you can check the electronic bill..."

"Poof!" And Brother Dong started convulsing, fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, having a seizure.

"Ugh, truly miserable, Brother Dong. Seeing you like this, you also can’t pay me back. I’m going to pawn this thing! Hey, looks like being a scam artist is a terrible idea!" Four-eyed quickly left, and Brother Dong’s scam performance had reached its end by now; he was utterly broken. In the past five hours, Brother Dong felt as though he’d been through life and death multiple times. Being a scammer, he used to think there was a sense of accomplishment in deceiving others. Now he understood how painful it felt to be the one deceived.

Speaking of which, Su Xuan had gone to have that phone jailbroken, added a screen protector, and was quite pleased with himself.

Then he took a little video of the phone with his mobile and posted it on his social circle, saying,

"I had great luck today, bought an iPhone for five hundred!"

This guy was truly shameless; it seemed like he hadn’t paid anything and made two thousand. And sure enough, when Su Xuan posted it, a deluge of comments quickly appeared, most saying he’d been scammed, followed by laughing emojis.

However, Liu Ruobing sent a private message right away, saying,

"Sell it to me, my phone just broke!" Su Xuan didn’t have time to reply before seeing that Feng Shanshan also sent a message, very boldly stating, "Su Xuan, give it to me, hmph, you’ve never bought me a gift."

And Gu Xiyin joined in, sending a message saying

"Su Xuan, my little sister just woke up, and she said she needs an iPhone. It’s too expensive; I can’t afford it. You got a bargain today, sell it to me!"

Seeing these messages from his female friends, Su Xuan felt warm inside. The people who truly care about you don’t tell you the truth but choose to quietly help you bear the burden. Su Xuan knew they all thought he was scammed and wanted to buy the phone from him to spare him discomfort.

Su Xuan smiled faintly, didn’t reply to their messages, then took a few more photos of that iPhone and posted them, saying,

"This is a real Apple, do I really look like someone who’d buy a fake Apple?!"

Once this message was sent out, it immediately sparked a barrage of comments from his female friends. Feng Shanshan directly wrote,

"Dare to sell stolen goods, arrest him!"

Gu Xiyin sent a bomb emoji and an angry face, while Liu Ruobing sent a sneaky laugh and said,

"Hey, looks like that scammer is going to cry."

Su Xuan, feeling narcissistic with the iPhone, took a few selfies, then casually tossed the phone into his backpack. In his opinion, as long as a phone wasn’t lagging terribly, there wasn’t much difference between a good and bad one.

Just as Su Xuan was about to head back to Feng Shanshan’s place, his phone suddenly rang. When he opened it, he saw it was his master calling, which was somewhat unexpected. He quickly answered the call.

"Hey, Master, it’s not often you call. What brings you here?"

Su Xuan said with a mischievous smile, wondering where his master was living it up these days.

"Ahem, Su Xuan, you brat, I let you go to Coast City for a treatment, and you’ve been having so much fun you forgot about it, didn’t you? Where are you now?"

The Military God said, looking helplessly at his disciple. With this pupil, the Military God was often at a loss.

"Hehe, Master, I’m at the shopping street now. Don’t worry, I’m buying you some clothes. I’m planning to return in a few days and bring you some gifts, so you won’t say I’m thoughtless!"

Su Xuan said with a smile, and the Military God laughed, replying,

"You’re still considerate, I see. I’m in Coast City now, come find me at Dynasty International! I just got here, and I have no money for meals. They won’t let me leave without paying!"

"Uh..." Su Xuan was speechless, thinking, "Who could stop you, old man?" However, Su Xuan was quite curious about when his master arrived in Coast City. Wasn’t he supposed to be in Subei before?

"Master, are you really in Coast City? You’re not fooling me, are you?" Su Xuan weakly asked, thinking to himself that maybe the old man was toying with him, considering Dynasty International was so far away.

"Get out of here, I haven’t eaten enough to fool you. Get here in thirty minutes, or I won’t have you as my pupil!"

The Military God finished speaking and hung up the phone, leaving Su Xuan with a headache, thinking, "I don’t even know the exact location of Dynasty International, and I recall it’s quite far from the shopping street."

But since his master spoke, Su Xuan confidently played along, rented a car, and quickly sped off.