Pokémon Farm

Chapter 87: Coming to Admit Your Mistakes? Stand for Two Hours First.

The sun reigns supreme over the earth, and the sacred daylight is born. The morning's splendor is unparalleled; under its light, all things revive. The fog humbly retreats, dewdrops sparkle, rivers flow like gold and jade, and mountains are ablaze with color. The earth is magnificent, its atmosphere boundless—a lavish celebration to welcome a new day.

However, Xuan Mingtian, who had gotten up early, was still not completely calm. Every time he saw Manager Jia, he wanted to kill him with a knife, but that didn't satisfy his anger.

He arrived at the backyard and saw everyone practicing martial arts diligently, hoping that yesterday's events would not repeat themselves. Uncle Xiao, in particular, secretly vowed to train himself to the bone.

Meanwhile, lying by the pool was a man on the verge of death. He was Manager Jia. Because of yesterday's incident, Uncle Xiao had whipped him severely for an hour. If it weren't for Xiao Ta's treatment, he would probably be in his grave by now.

Xuanmingtian also experienced a barrage of phone calls last night, and even his grandfather almost led the Guardian Spirits to attack the Hoenn region.

Fortunately, Xuan Mingtian stopped his family members on the phone in time and explained that he would handle the matter personally. Otherwise, we would have heard the news of the bombing of Devon Company and Fengyuan Alliance this morning.

At this moment, Xuan Mingtian, holding a leather whip, slowly walked towards Manager Jia.

*Slap! Slap!*

"Mmm, ah, mmm..."

After two lashes of the whip, Manager Jia opened his mouth wide and kept making muffled noises, but the sound was strangely peculiar. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that his tongue and palate had disappeared.

But this is not Xuan Mingtian's fault, because this Manager Jia was too noisy, and they had no choice but to use this method to silence him.

After two lashes, Xuan Mingtian felt much better. He then said to the group of people practicing martial arts, "Alright, stop now. You've been practicing for almost two hours. It's fine to want to get stronger, but you also need to balance work and rest."

"Phew, I can finally stop. I'm exhausted. Thanks, Sister Ta."

After Yang Bin finished his practice, he sighed with admiration, and Xiao Ta used a rattan whip to deliver towels to everyone.

As Xiao Gang walked over, wiping his sweat, he said, "Xiao Tian, ​​when are we going to raid that guy's family? I can't wait any longer."

"Xiao Gang, what's the rush? The meat is on the cutting board, we can cut it whenever we want. The most important thing today is to see when those two guys arrive, deal with them, and then take care of this fatso."

Xuan Mingtian spoke casually about the upcoming arrangements, as he had already explained the plan to everyone after returning yesterday.

Surprisingly, the three little ones did not object. Instead, they looked at Xuan Mingtian with longing, and even watched as his tongue was pulled out. It was unclear whether this was because humans in the elf world were different from humans on Earth in his previous life, and their psychological tolerance was a bit too high.

At this moment, Little Cutie suddenly said, "Xiao Tian, ​​yesterday that old guy and someone I don't recognize came to the gate of the small courtyard with the principal and the homeroom teacher."

"Uncle Xiao, tell those two guys to wait, and let the principal and the homeroom teacher in."

"Okay, Xiao Tian."

After responding, Uncle Xiao quickly ran towards the entrance of the small courtyard. In a short while, he arrived at the entrance and saw four people walking towards it.

"Principal Guo, Teacher Chen, Xiao Tian asked me to invite you two in."

The four people's eyes narrowed immediately. They hadn't expected Xuan Mingtian's Pokémon to have such strong perception. Then they realized that this was the strength of a champion-level Pokémon.

"Yes, thank you for your help, Butler Xiao," the principal replied.

Upon entering the villa's living room, the two were greeted by Xuan Mingtian sitting upright on the sofa.

"Principal, homeroom teacher, please have a seat." Upon seeing the two approach, Xuan Mingtian stood up and invited them to sit opposite him.

After sitting down, the principal spoke first: "Xiao Tian, ​​I'm really sorry about what happened. Luckily, you weren't hurt."

"Principal, it's alright. Even if they bring a champion-level Pokémon, I'm not worried," Xuan Mingtian said calmly.

But the principal and the homeroom teacher didn't think that way. You have to understand that champion-level Pokémon are either guardians of major clans or leagues, and you can't just calm down with a casual remark.

"What about Uncle Xia and Boss Mujin?"

"Let them wait until I want them in."

……

As time passed, an hour and a half later, Xuan Mingtian and his group were having their meal at the table. The principal and the homeroom teacher were also kept behind. It was not an exaggeration to treat them to a meal for their behavior yesterday.

"Uncle Xiao, let the two people at the door come in."

As soon as Xuan Mingtian finished speaking, Uncle Xiao got up and walked towards the door.

A moment later, two unsteady figures staggered in, and Uncle Xiao poured them a glass of water.

Just as the two were about to sit down, Xuan Mingtian spoke up: "Did I ask you to sit down? You're really so casual. I would have thought this was your home. No wonder you're so arrogant. It's just a habit."

One sentence put the two of them in a precarious situation.

"One said he would teach me a lesson on behalf of my parents, and even used the power of a gym leader-level Pokémon. Don't they know we're only 5 or 6 years old? Another said I'm tired of living. That's really something. From birth until now, no one has ever dared to say to me like that, 'You're the strongest.'"

As Xuan Mingtian finished speaking, he gave Zifuqi Mujin a thumbs-up gesture.

“Young Master Xuan, I only wanted you to hand him over to the Alliance to deal with him. I didn’t have any other intentions,” Xia Bo said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

However, Xuan Mingtian ignored them and ate his lunch by himself.

Looking at the scene before them, the two felt that this was the darkest moment of their lives, but they could only blame themselves for being too tough at the time and having an idiot subordinate. At the same time, they also hated Manager Jia to death.

Another half hour passed, and everyone was finally full, except for the two people who were standing.

"Come sit in the living room," Xuan Mingtian said to the two of them, then turned and shouted, "Potian, drag that bastard to the living room."

In no time, everyone gathered in the living room. Xuan Mingtian was holding a leather whip in his hand. For him, he needed to whip others from time to time for the next few days or even months to make himself feel good.

The moment Manager Jia entered the living room, he immediately crawled to the feet of the Zivqi Hibiscus and kept whimpering.

*Slap! Slap!*

In front of the two men, Xuan Mingtian whipped Manager Jia twice, causing him to writhe like a leech in salt water.

“He didn’t have to die; at most, he would have to pay some money. But he said he would sell the three of us to those perverted rich people. You know, I’m fine with people cursing me, but he just had to say things like that.”