The Mayor's mansion was located in the northwest of the town, and it covered an area of about a hundred acres.
The Mayor was no ordinary person. It was said that he used to be an inner disciple of a large sect. However, he was injured during a mission and retired.
After leaving the sect, he bought a piece of land and built this town.
…
Soon, the group arrived outside the Mayor's mansion. The Third Butler appeared. He was a skinny middle-aged man with a gloomy look in his eyes.
He asked, "Did the First Miss buy the prey from you?"
"Yes!" Uncle Dashan quickly replied.
"Alright then … come with me," said Lin Feng. The Third Butler led the way.
The group arrived at the backyard and unloaded the Crimson Demon Boar King.
The Third Butler took out a stack of banknotes.
Uncle Dashan inspected the banknotes, and his expression changed. He cautiously said, "Sir, there seems to be something wrong with the banknotes."
The Third Butler's expression darkened. "What's wrong with the banknotes? Could it be that a noble clan like us would use fake banknotes? "
Uncle Dashan said, "That's not what I meant. The First Miss said that she bought the Crimson Demon Boar King for fifteen thousand taels of silver, but there are only five thousand taels here."
When he heard this, Lin Feng sighed. Uncle Dashan and the others were all mountain people.
Mountain people were simple and didn't know much about crooked practices.
It was obvious that the Third Butler wanted to embezzle the ten thousand taels of silver from the Crimson Demon Boar King.
"Impudent! Do you think that I'm the one who embezzled your money? Count it carefully again and see if the amount is correct. " The Third Butler's tone was threatening.
"What's all this noise about?" At this time, Li Yuan 'er and the others walked over.
"Reporting to the First Miss, a group of mountain villagers are not very sensible and have disturbed the First Miss. Please calm down."
The Third Butler hurriedly bowed and said.
At this time, Buttface and a few other young men were very displeased. They wanted to expose the fact that the Third Housekeeper had embezzled 10,000 taels of silver from everyone.
But at this moment, Uncle Dashan, the old tobacco pipe, and the others had also come to their senses. They were just mountain villagers. If this matter was reported to Li Yuan 'er, perhaps she would help them get the other 10,000 taels. But would Li Yuan' er punish the Third Butler for a bunch of mountain villagers?
Obviously not.
Therefore, if this matter was exposed now, it would only offend the Third Steward.
Uncle Dashan, the smoking pipe, and the others signaled Buttface and the other young men to keep quiet.
"Send them away." Li Yuan 'er said casually as she swept her gaze over the crowd. Her gaze paused on Lin Feng for a moment.
Li Yuan 'er was a little puzzled. She felt that the young man was different from the villagers, but she didn't care.
She left with a few of her companions.
"Hurry up and scram," the third steward said coldly.
"Let's go …" Uncle Dashan said, not daring to stay here any longer.
The group left.
Buttface said unhappily, "Uncles, why didn't you let us tell the young lady that the Third Steward had embezzled 10,000 taels of silver from us?"
Uncle Dashan sighed and said, "We can't afford to offend that person. 5,000 taels of silver is already a huge fortune. I just hope that we can return safely."
Buttface and the other young men also came to their senses after hearing Uncle Dashan's words. They couldn't help but sigh. It was a wise saying that the people shouldn't fight with the rich.
This was true no matter where one went in the secular world.
The people of Wu Village were the people.
The Third Steward was the rich.
If they continued to fight, only death would await them.
…
Lin Feng shook his head slightly. He was afraid that Uncle Dashan's hope of returning safely would be dashed.
The Third Steward was not a kind person.
…
In the backyard of the Mayor's residence.
The Third Steward summoned a servant and said, "Go and inform Liu Xing. Tell him to send someone to keep an eye on that group of people. Halfway there …"
The Third Steward made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Yes!" The servant hurriedly replied and left.
…
"Uncle Dashan, let's go to a restaurant to improve our lives," Buttface said, scratching his head.
"Yes, Uncle Dashan, let's go and try the delicacies here."
A few young men looked at Uncle Dashan with eager eyes.
Uncle Dashan grinned and said, "Alright, we can eat to our heart's content today."
The few young men cheered excitedly.
Although they said that they were going to improve their lives, they couldn't possibly go to a restaurant that cost a lot. Everyone came to a small restaurant and tied their carriages outside. They were worried that their carriages would be stolen, so they decided to eat in the shed outside.
There were a total of twelve people. Uncle Dashan ordered six dishes and one soup. There were four vegetarian dishes, two meat dishes, and the soup was also tofu soup.
There were enough steamed buns.
Everyone ate with relish.
To the villagers, this was already considered a luxury. Lin Feng had lived in the village for a while and knew how tough life there was.
After eating, everyone went to buy salt, grain, and other necessities. They pulled three carriages, most of which were grain. Winter was longer in the mountains, and the grain was for the entire village to survive the winter.
"Uncle Dashan, let's go buy some weapons. Look, these spears are blunt and can't pierce through the bodies of wild beasts." Buttface said.
"Alright, let's buy them!" Uncle Dashan nodded and spent a thousand taels of silver to buy a batch of weapons. Everyone was extremely excited. They held the newly bought weapons in their hands and couldn't bear to part with them.
Lin Feng couldn't find a bookstore in the small town. It seemed that he had to find another way to find out more about the state.
After buying all kinds of things, everyone set off to return.
At night, everyone hid in a valley to rest, leaving two people to keep watch.
After midnight.
Lin Feng opened his eyes and left without making any sound.
Three miles away, more than twenty bandits dressed in black were rushing towards the valley where they were.
There were many bandits in the deep mountains. In fact, most of these bandits were in contact with the rich families in the towns and cities.
"Boss, look, there's someone over there." Suddenly, one of the bandits pointed at a rock in front of them.
"Eh, isn't that someone from the Wu Family Village? This kid is slightly different from the younger generation of the Wu Family Village. I noticed him at that time. " Another bandit said.
"Shoot him." The bandit leader was Liu Xing, who was mentioned by the third butler. He said coldly.
Immediately, someone took out a bow and arrow, wanting to kill Lin Feng.
However …
The bandit exclaimed, "Boss, that kid is gone!"
Poof! In the next moment, the bandit with the bow and arrow was beheaded.
"Not good, this kid is cruel, retreat quickly!" Liu Xing cried out in horror.
Lin Feng raised his right hand and slashed the air. Sword Qi filled the air.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
The bodies of the bandits were instantly torn apart.
Liu Xing was just an ordinary person and had never seen such a killing method. He was already scared out of his wits. He knelt on the ground and cried out in horror, "Young master, every injustice has its perpetrator and every debt has its debtor. We were ordered to come here by the third butler, please forgive …"
Poof!
Before he could finish speaking, Liu Xing's head was chopped off.
Lin Feng's expression was indifferent. "Don't worry, the third butler will accompany you to hell soon."
Lin Feng took a step forward and was already hundreds of meters away.
Half an hour later, he saw the small town shrouded in darkness.
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