Zhang Tian's voice was not loud, but everyone around heard it.
"Has the circus performance begun? That's great."
A foreign woman exclaimed excitedly.
Countless people covered their mouths and snickered.
A person from Fuji Country, being called insane by their own Onmyoji.
This was an utter humiliation.
Jiro's face turned bright red.
"You're insane! You're looking for death!"
He snorted coldly, drawing his katana with lightning speed, intending to slice Zhang Tian in half.
"Boss, be careful."
Fatty saw this and wanted to rush forward, but Zhang Tian remained remarkably calm.
With a wave of his hand, Jiro suddenly lost all strength.
His face began to turn red.
Before his katana could even be swung, it fell to the ground.
"What's going on? My hands won't obey me."
Fear appeared on Jiro's face.
"I told you, you're insane, but you didn't believe me. You have a mental illness, constantly fantasizing that you are a successor of Bushido."
"Your temper is also abnormally erratic; two people reside within you."
As Zhang Tian spoke, he waved a white paper figure.
The paper figure seemed to come alive, moving in Zhang Tian's palm.
Immediately after, Jiro's body, no longer under his control, moved towards the outside.
"Since it's a fantasy, it will never be real. I will make your fantasy a reality."
Zhang Tian said indifferently. The next moment, Jiro charged out of the banquet hall.
With a leap from the ship's deck, he plunged into the sea.
He died without even knowing how.
Zhang Tian harbored an innate animosity towards people from Fuji Country, especially someone like Jiro.
He possessed strength and radiated killing intent.
From his killing intent alone, it was evident that this fellow had killed countless people.
Furthermore, during the war a few years ago, Fuji Country was a nation of soldiers, and could someone with such capabilities possibly have stayed off the battlefield?
Impossible.
Combined with the fact that this scoundrel had tried to kill him, Zhang Tian naturally showed no mercy.
"Clap, clap, clap!"
Seeing Jiro rush out of the banquet hall, countless people burst into applause.
Although they didn't know what happened to Jiro afterward, Zhang Tian's series of actions was, in their eyes, a spectacular performance.
Zhang Tian looked at these wealthy individuals, unhurried, a smile on his face.
He slowly walked towards a burly man with a beard.
The burly man wore white clothing and a medal on his chest, appearing to be his highest honor.
"You have over a dozen gunshot wounds and one internal injury. Ten thousand US dollars, and I'll remove them for you."
Zhang Tian said with a smile.
This kind of person was clearly a general or someone decorated for meritorious service, otherwise, he wouldn't have so many gunshot wounds, and the internal injury would have flared up within a year.
Ten thousand US dollars for a life was indeed not expensive.
The burly man was taken aback by Zhang Tian's words.
Many people knew about his gunshot wounds, but very few knew about the internal injury.
How did this fellow know, and so precisely?
"Why should I trust you?"
James said calmly, not appearing anxious.
"How about this?"
Zhang Tian lightly touched him. The next moment, a bullet head shot out from his body.
The onlookers, who had been watching the show, immediately became serious.
Colonel James was a well-known figure.
Everyone knew him; this ship was his, though he had since sold it off.
He had participated in the Battle of Okinawa, sustaining countless injuries. Now, with a mere touch from someone, a bullet was extracted from his body.
This defied their understanding.
Could it be that the earlier incident with Jiro wasn't an act, but that he had been controlled and made to leave?
With this thought, countless people felt a chill down their spines.
Especially the foreign woman from earlier, her face turned pale.
To offend such a person meant death without even knowing how.
James's pupils contracted.
He knew his own physical condition intimately.
With just a light touch from Zhang Tian, a bullet lodged near his internal organs was removed, and his internal organs and muscle tissue remained undamaged.
This person was undoubtedly a miracle doctor!
"What do you say? Ten thousand, for your life."
Zhang Tian cut to the chase, stating his price.
This wasn't a scam; it was an exchange of equal value.
However, if the captain were here, he'd definitely be extorted.
"Yes, as long as you can help me, I'm willing to pay."
James said earnestly. Ten thousand dollars was not much for him.
It was conceivable that if he could afford to sell off a warship, he wouldn't be short of money.
Zhang Tian nodded, then paused to think.
"One bullet, ten thousand. Internal injury, five hundred thousand."
Since this fellow wasn't short of money, Zhang Tian wasn't going to be polite.
"What?"
Faced with Zhang Tian's price gouging, James was stunned.
Was this guy kidding him?
But considering he was the only one who could cure him, James hesitated.
His internal injury was inflicted by an Onmyoji during the invasion of Fuji Country.
Although Zhang Tian was also an Onmyoji, it was clear from his face that they were not the same person.
"You can truly cure me."
James's voice was heavy.
So much money was no small sum.
"Naturally."
Zhang Tian was confident.
James finally gritted his teeth and nodded.
The wealthier one was, the more they feared death.
Zhang Tian nodded slightly, then touched him again. The next moment, like a shotgun blast, several bullet heads were ejected from James's body.
This bizarre scene shocked countless people.
Soon, Zhang Tian used his true qi to repair James's internal organs.
"Alright."
"Eight bullets, I'll give you one for free. Plus the internal injury, one million two hundred thousand US dollars."
Zhang Tian spoke slowly.
This sum was like an astronomical figure at the time.
But James could afford it.
"I don't have that much cash. Can I use other collateral?" James asked.
Feeling no pain in his body, his spirits lifted considerably.
Nothing was more important than life, especially for wealthy individuals like them.
"Yes."
Zhang Tian slowly nodded.
James waved his hand, and a subordinate quickly ran out.
Soon, a chest was brought out.
"This is the Golden Buddha Head. We obtained it from Fuji Country. I don't know if you are from Fuji Country, but I heard this Buddha Head was plundered from Xia Country."
"I'll give it to you."
James was generous.
He slowly opened the wooden chest.
The next moment, a resplendent Golden Buddha Head appeared before everyone.
Instantly, countless people gasped.
Such a large Buddha Head, made of gold, and with historical significance.
Its value of over a million US dollars was not an exaggeration.
"This is..."
Zhang Tian was also stunned upon seeing the Buddha Head.
He hadn't expected to find such a national treasure here.
At this moment, countless people inhaled sharply.
A pure gold Buddha Head, and it was plundered from Xia Country.
After the shock, a wave of boundless anger washed over everyone.
These beasts, how many cultural relics and treasures had they taken from Xia Country?
Instantly, countless people clenched their fists.