Yi Feng nodded solemnly.
Originally, he didn't want to keep this person, but thinking of Old Man Wu and those other old men, shoveling manure was probably too hard for them now. If they fell into the cesspool and drowned, it would be disastrous.
Whereas this Lu DaSheng looked much younger, and had shown up just at the right time, so why not make use of him.
Hearing this, Lu DaSheng gritted his teeth and nodded.
If it's shoveling manure, then shoveling manure it is.
After all, those three Martial Lords had started doing farm work just now too.
Furthermore, being able to obtain treasures, what's a little manure shoveling? If this got out, countless top masters would probably fight over themselves to shovel manure.
After understanding this, Lu DaSheng no longer felt averse to shoveling manure. He looked at Yi Feng eagerly and said, "Don't worry sir, I can shovel manure."
As he spoke, he slapped his chest for emphasis.
"Alright, it's settled then. Thirty gold coins to shovel all the manure needed here. Any objections?" Yi Feng asked.
Lu DaSheng quickly shook his head. How could he not see that this guy was a big shot who had entered the mortal realm to play around? It was just for show. The three Martial Lords understood, so how could he not understand?
"However, I'll say this straight. Once you've agreed to this job, you can't leave until all the manure here is shoveled. If you work for two days then run off, don't blame me for being impolite!" Yi Feng said coldly.
"Yes, yes! I will definitely finish it, I will definitely finish it all!" Lu DaSheng nodded eagerly, his face full of anticipation. "Senior, hurry and take out the item. I'll start right away!"
Yi Feng looked at him for a moment.
Although this guy was quite unlikable, he seemed pretty reliable when it came to working. He also seemed quite enthusiastic about shoveling manure!
"Alright, follow me," Yi Feng said.
Hearing this, Lu DaSheng quickly followed Yi Feng.
However, he realized that Yi Feng was not walking towards the shop. Puzzled, he asked, "Sir, shouldn't we get it from inside?"
"It's not in there, it's over here. Just follow me," Yi Feng said lightly. Still confused, Lu DaSheng followed Yi Feng to Old Man Wang next door. After exchanging a few words, Old Man Wang readily lent his pair of cess buckets and carrying pole to Lu DaSheng.
Seeing the cess buckets, Lu DaSheng's eyes nearly bulged out. Stuttering, he pointed at them and said, "S-Sir, just these?"
"What else could there be? I don't have cess buckets at my home," Yi Feng said solemnly.
Hearing this, Lu DaSheng staggered back two steps, nearly choking from shock.
Why? Why wasn't it as he had imagined?
Lu DaSheng felt a sourness in his heart as feelings of grievance spread within. His eyes welled up with tears again.
"Sir, can I not do this job anymore?" Lu DaSheng asked gingerly.
Hearing this, Yi Feng's expression immediately hardened as his cold gaze fell upon him. He said heavily, "Are you trying to trick me?"
This glare nearly scared Lu DaSheng's soul out of his body. Shivering, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Senior, no no, I'll start right away."
"Then what are you still waiting for?"
"Today, carry all the manure from Old Man Wang's cesspool. If you can't finish, you're done for!" Yi Feng said heavily, not leaving Lu DaSheng any face. He realized now that Lu DaSheng was a complete scoundrel. Being polite wouldn't work with his kind.
Yi Feng's words made Lu DaSheng shiver violently.
Clearly, this guy was furious now. Even if he was still reluctant, he could only grit his teeth and get to work.
But looking at the cesspool, Lu DaSheng's tears finally spilled out, and he nearly fainted.
How long had it been since they cleaned it? The manure was practically piled into a mountain.
But his indignation was useless. Moving swiftly, he started on the job, Yi Feng's earlier words still ringing in his ears. He didn't doubt that if he didn't finish, he would leave his life here.
Also, he didn't dare use his abilities either. Offending this guy again might cost him even the opportunity to shovel manure.
Lifting the buckets full of manure, Lu DaSheng ran off, leaving a trail of wind behind him.
As he ran, tears flowed uncontrollably down his face.
Losing those two storage rings was one thing, but for him, the number one alchemist of South Sha, to be shoveling manure, how could he show his face if this got out!