What a grand entrance. Who was it that was putting on such a grand entrance? Huangfu Xue's entrance was grand enough, but she still had to get a desert camel to put on a soft couch before entering the Red Desert. She was accompanied by male pets and bodyguards along the way. But this woman's entrance was even more grand. Just her mount alone was equivalent to a peak human Powang Realm Level Nine martial artist.
This was equivalent to riding on the head of an expert like Cang Jingsong. Not only did she ride on it herself, but she also let the accompanying servant girl stay on it.
"Friend, lower your head and don't look around."
As Du Feng was engrossed in looking, someone beside him gently tugged at his sleeve. The person who tugged at his sleeve was a middle-aged man. Judging from his aura and appearance, he should be a human martial artist.
"What's wrong? Are human martial artists not allowed to walk with their heads up?"
Du Feng found it a little strange. It was bad enough that human martial artists were allowed to walk through the side door. Why did they have to lower their heads while walking? What was the meaning of this?
"That's not what I mean. Don't you see that the demon cultivators also have their heads down?"
The middle-aged man anxiously tried to persuade Du Feng again. He looked to the side and realized that it was really the case. Even many demon cultivators lowered their heads and did not dare to look up. Only those patrolling city guards could walk forward with their heads held high.
Du Feng was not used to lowering his head. He just retracted his gaze and did not look up anymore. He looked towards the middle-aged man, wanting to know the answer from him.
"Friend, why don't we go to the teahouse at the side to have a seat."
Then, without any explanation, the man dragged Du Feng away quickly, as if he would be in trouble if he did not leave. The two of them had not walked far when they heard a crisp slap behind them. Who knew which fool had woken up and raised his head to stare at the woman above. In the end, he was noticed by her servant girl. Without saying a word, she directly whipped him, causing his skin to split open. Even the armor on his body had been whipped to the point of bursting. Although he did not die, he had to lie down for a period of time to recover.
This … Du Feng frowned. He was in a bad mood. This was because the man who had been knocked unconscious was also a human martial artist. Furthermore, the Cultivation level was not low, around the second or third level of the Heaven Seizing Realm. If such a human martial artist were to appear in the territory of the East Continent … He could have founded a Tier 4 Empire and become the monarch, but he had been whipped unconscious by a servant girl here.
"Come in!"
The middle-aged man exerted more strength and dragged Du Feng into the teahouse. The moment he stepped into the teahouse, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. As long as they were inside a building, no one would find fault with them.
"Just who is that person? Isn't he too arrogant?"
Du Feng also understood that the middle-aged man had good intentions, so the two of them found a corner to sit down and chat in a low voice. Only then did he realize that the identity of the young woman who used a Class Eight Demon Beast as a mount was really not simple. Even the City Lord of Tang Temple City did not dare to provoke her.
She was not the descendant of some high-ranking official, but she had a special mission, which was to take care of the giant beast with tiger body and dragon scales in the Demon God Temple. To put it bluntly, she was a breeder, but a breeder of a divine beast. This was the same meaning as a servant in the Prime Minister's Mansion having a higher status than a small village official.
That divine beast with a tiger body and dragon scales was the mount of the Lord Demon God who had ascended to the upper realms back then. As a result, even though this woman was only a breeder, she represented the will of the Demon God. Even the officials personally appointed by the Demon Emperor did not dare to offend her.
Ugh … After Du Feng heard this, his scalp went numb. What the hell, it actually represented the will of the gods. The human martial artists also had this kind of tradition, worshiping their ancestors or former experts. However, for legends that no longer existed in this world, they would only be respectful. No one would really take it seriously.
To put it bluntly, humans were too smart. Other than the people in front of them who were stronger than them, there was nothing that could scare them. Even the martial artists of the Southern Continent worshipped the Lord Fist Emperor. There were also many people who spoke ill of him behind his back. There were many martial artists who did not listen to the management and secretly caused trouble.
The demon cultivators were still simple. They even worshiped the Demon God who was no longer in this world. The degree of their worship actually exceeded that of the current Demon Emperor. Were they not afraid that the Demon Emperor would be unhappy and kick these idiots to death?
"Friend, don't blame me for talking too much. Just now at the city gate …"
It turned out that the middle-aged man had seen what Du Feng had done at the city gate. Based on his experience, Du Feng should be a human martial artist. However, for some reason, he had obtained the pass of a demon cultivator. He had probably entered the Temple of Tang City to complete some unspeakable purpose.
"Haha, you have a good eye, old man."
Du Feng chuckled and did not feel embarrassed. In fact, it did not matter if he was seen through. It was just a temporary pass anyway. As for the purpose of his trip, he definitely could not tell others.
"Friend, don't get me wrong. I have something to discuss with you."
As the saying goes, one does not visit a temple without a cause. The reason why the middle-aged man took the initiative to approach Du Feng and even pulled him into the teahouse to escape the disaster was, of course, there was a purpose. The purpose was very simple. He wanted to cooperate with Du Feng. Because he ran a small business in the Temple of Tang City, he opened a small grocery store.
The grocery store was very interesting. It was relatively easy to start, but the scope of business was actually very wide. It could sell weapons, armor, talismans, combat skill books, and even medicinal pills and strange treasures. However, the items in the grocery store were relatively low-level, mainly targeted at low-end users.
Human martial artists had to pay an additional tax when they brought goods into the city. This tax was 10% of the price, which did not seem too high. But for a small grocery store, it was quite high. Because the things in the grocery store were cheap, the profit was not high, and it mainly relied on the volume. After deducting the 10% tax and various fees, it did not make much profit.
When the middle-aged man saw that Du Feng, as a human martial artist, actually got the pass of a demon cultivator and was so familiar with the crab demon cultivator in charge of guarding the door, he suddenly thought of an idea. That's right, that was to let Du Feng help bring goods inside. Not only did he have to help bring goods inside, but he also had to sell goods in his name.
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