C5 If You Dont Lend Me Money Ill Beat You to Death!

Kung Tianhua stopped trying to administer medicine to Yang Yu, realizing that any further attempts would only result in more vomiting and a senseless waste of system coins.

Determined, Kung Tianhua went straight to the Super Godly Rich Shop and exchanged for a life-saving talisman!

[Ding! Target Kung Tianhua has exchanged for a life-saving talisman at the Super Hottie Merchant Shop!]

The System Devastator's exclusive skill, System Sharing, promptly relayed the news to Yang Yu, along with the life-saving talisman's attributes.

"Life-saving Talisman, priced at 3000 system coins, valid for 24 hours. During its validity, it guarantees the target's survival against any attack."

Yang Yu couldn't help but smirk to himself, "Kung Tianhua sure knows how to splurge, spending three thousand system coins on a consumable item."

But what Kung Tianhua didn't realize was that Yang Yu would never accept his loan, no matter what.

"I'll make sure Yang Yu regrets making me spend 3,000 system coins. That's more than a year's savings!" Kung Tianhua seethed internally, his resentment towards Yang Yu deepening, though he kept his composure.

"Little brother, let's put the past misunderstandings behind us. Come here, let me take a look at your injury..." Kung Tianhua feigned kindness as he approached Yang Yu.

Seizing the moment, he swiftly affixed the life-saving talisman to Yang Yu's back. His friendly smile vanished as he hissed, "You little wretch, seeking death, are you? I've cast a secret spell on you. Now, you can't die even if you wish to. If you don't want to endure more pain, just accept my loan, or else you'll regret it!"

Kung Tianhua's threats hung awkwardly in the air. To the onlookers, his actions were perplexing.

If he wanted revenge, why not let Yang Yu die? Why save him, only to offer him a loan? What kind of twisted logic was that?

Who in the world would be so petty as to force someone else to spend their own money?

The crowd around was utterly baffled, their eyes shifting to Kung Tianhua with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

Kung Tianhua felt the weight of their stares and his mood plummeted. Since acquiring the Super Rich System, he had always flaunted his wealth with each mission, humiliating others who would then grovel for his generosity. But today, Yang Yu was immune to his usual tactics.

Not only had he failed to lend out any money, but he had also sunk over three thousand system coins into the effort, with no assurance that he could even complete the mission. It felt like a colossal loss.

"Since I'm not going to die within the next twenty-four hours, I might as well wait it out. A day goes by in the blink of an eye, anyway!" Yang Yu said to himself, loud enough for Kung Tianhua to overhear.

To most, twenty-four hours isn't long, but for Kung Tianhua, it was an eternity he couldn't afford. In just three and a half hours, if he failed the mission, he'd be erased.

"Yang Yu, life is so precious. The world outside is bathed in sunshine, flowers are blooming—it's better to cling to life than to choose death. Why do you insist on dying?" Kung Tianhua implored, his voice softening.

He had realized that Yang Yu was stubborn, and there was no point in clashing with him. After all, Kung Tianhua's destiny was to dominate countless realms; he couldn't afford to capsize in a gutter.

"You've insulted me for so long, I've lost the will to live!" Yang Yu said with a smirk.

"Insult?" Kung Tianhua's mouth twitched again. "That was all a misunderstanding. Uncle just said a few things, and you took them to heart. Look, I'm sorry, okay?"

"I don't need you as my uncle. How about you become my grandson instead? No? Then I might as well embrace death!" Yang Yu retorted, playing the scoundrel, leaving Kung Tianhua with no recourse.

"Fine, I'll be your grandson!" Kung Tianhua seethed with anger internally but swallowed his pride to complete the mission. "Grandfather, please choose life!"

As he spoke, Kung Tianhua was already devising a myriad of ways to get back at Yang Yu. Success in the mission was paramount, and even if it cost another three thousand system coins, he was determined to restore his pride.

"With a disgraceful grandson like you, I might as well be dead!" Yang Yu's head lolled to the side as he closed his eyes, resigned to his fate.

"Why does he have to die?" Kung Tianhua bellowed, incredulous. After making such significant concessions, he couldn't fathom why Yang Yu remained intent on dying.

Yang Yu, poised for death, offered no explanation. But as Kung Tianhua's anger subsided, a realization dawned on him.

Unable to penetrate Yang Yu's defenses, he decided to leverage Yang Yu's family ties.

"Yang Yu, your death might not matter to you, but your family still needs you. Consider your father, your sister, your mother—they all need this money. Please, agree to it!" Kung Tianhua implored with heartfelt urgency.

"I'm on death's doorstep; why should I worry about them?" Yang Yu cracked open an eye, uttered these words, and then once again shut it, bracing for the end.

"This two million will ensure they lead happy lives. Your death will have meaning only if you leave them this legacy," Kung Tianhua pressed on.

"But if you lend me the money and I die right away, who's going to pay you back?" Yang Yu's face twisted in anguish. "I can't be the cause of your loss. Better not to borrow at all."

The onlookers were astounded, having never witnessed such a scenario.

A wealthy man was desperate to lend money to a poor man, who in turn was preoccupied with the lender's potential loss.

If everyone in the world behaved like Yang Yu and Kung Tianhua, the chasm between rich and poor would cease to exist.

"As long as you're willing to take the loan, whether or not I lose money is irrelevant. Think of it as a charitable act!" Kung Tianhua exclaimed hastily.

"Does a charitable donation count as an expense?" Yang Yu queried out of the blue.

Yet, as he spoke, he inadvertently activated the Super Rich System, which declared, "Charitable donations cannot be considered an expense!"

Both Yang Yu and Kung Tianhua heard the system's verdict.

Yang Yu broke into a cold sweat, shocked that his own voice could trigger the Super Rich System.

Kung Tianhua, caught off guard by this revelation, was more concerned with the fact that charitable donations did not count as expenses.

"Damn it, if you won't accept my goodwill willingly, I'll force your hand. Today, you'll borrow the money whether you like it or not. What are you all waiting for? Punish him severely!" Kung Tianhua's rage boiled over, and Yang Yu had pushed him past the brink.

To enhance the thrill of his vengeance, Kung Tianhua had custom-ordered an array of torture devices, ranging from ancient tiger benches and chili water to the electric shock drugs employed by modern intelligence agencies. Yet, he had never found an opportunity to use them, and they had gathered dust over time.

Today, however, Kung Tianhua's collection was finally put to use. Amidst the stunned onlookers, an assortment of torture devices was arrayed before Yang Yu, while his mother, Lyu Huan, had already passed out in terror.

"Are you going to lend the money or not?" Kung Tianhua bellowed in fury.

"No!" Yang Yu replied, and resumed his act of playing dead.

"Beat him!" Kung Tianhua screamed, his voice raw with effort. Compromise had never diminished his resentment; his past had shown him time and again that some people were so base that they wouldn't yield without a beating.

Recalling how Old Qin, after having his legs broken, had groveled at his feet and even offered his beloved daughter, Kung Tianhua felt a surge of excitement.

Forcing Yang Yu into submission was Kung Tianhua's latest tactic. The bodyguards around him exerted their full strength, applying the torture devices to Yang Yu with gusto.

However, thanks to the life-saving talisman, Yang Yu had no concerns for his safety. Moreover, he had dialed down his pain sensitivity to the lowest setting. What would be excruciating pain for others was merely a mosquito bite to him, barely registering any sensation.

Three hours passed, and the more than thirty bodyguards were spent, while Kung Tianhua's throat was hoarse from shouting. Yet Yang Yu remained unbothered, cradling his head and humming a tune that was decidedly off-key.