The waiter returned the gold coin to Jianchen and said apologetically, "Sir, I'm really sorry. You'll have to move to another inn. These two plates of barbecue beef are free of charge. Please forgive us."
Jianchen glanced at the gold coin returned by the waiter and did not take it back. He then turned to look at the young men who called themselves Yangji Zong and said, "How much money do you plan to pay for this inn?"
Hearing this, the gazes of the youths from the Yangji sect immediately gathered on Jian Chen. A cold light flickered in their eyes, and their gazes were sharp. If a timid person were to be stared at like this, they would have been scared to the point of cowardice.
"Who are you, boy?" One of the young men of Yangji Zong asked. His face was very ugly. They could hear a hint of provocation in Jianchen's words.
The other young men of Yangji Zong also stared at Jianchen with cold faces. They kept wondering which big force Jianchen was from. Yangji Zong was very famous in the Qiangan Kingdom. Almost everyone in the Qiangan Kingdom knew about him. Looking at the whole kingdom, there were only a few people who could challenge Yangji Zong. They were all worried that Jianchen was from some big force.
Jianchen sneered and said, "You are not qualified to know my identity. You haven't answered my question yet. How much money do you plan to pay for this inn?" Although Jianchen's tone was very flat, anyone could hear the arrogance in his words. He did not take Yangji Zong seriously at all.
The innkeeper and the waiter of the inn both looked embarrassed. They knew that if the two sides continued like this, Yangji Zong would definitely not let it go. Once a fight broke out, their small inn would not be able to withstand it.
The waiter and the innkeeper of the inn wanted to go forward and persuade Jianchen, but looking at Jianchen's young face and extraordinary temperament, they stopped the idea in their hearts. As the owners of an inn, they'd seen many people of all shapes and sizes in a day, and this allowed them to develop a certain level of insight. They knew in their hearts that the identity of that young man was definitely not so simple, and if they rashly went forward to persuade him, not only would it not be of any use, it would instead cause trouble for themselves.
The young men of Yangji Zong were all very proud. Relying on their powerful background, they did not fear anyone. Jianchen's contemptuous attitude immediately angered them. One of the young men took out a purple coin from his space belt and said arrogantly, "I'll pay one purple coin to reserve this inn. Do you have any objections?"
One purple gold coin was equivalent to one hundred gold coins. This was almost half a year's worth of income for this inn. Using one purple gold coin to reserve this inn was indeed worth a thousand gold coins.
The innkeeper and the waiter of the inn were also shocked by the generosity of Yangji Zong's people. The mother and son looked at each other, somewhat moved.
Jianchen sat at the table and leisurely ate his roasted beef. With a flip of his hand, he took out a handful of purple coins shining with a purple light from his space ring and threw them on the table, "I'll pay ten purple coins to reserve this inn. Please leave." Jianchen was not a person who liked to show off, but the actions of these people in front of him made him feel very uncomfortable, which was why he made such an unusual move.
Seeing Jianchen take out ten purple coins, the young men of Yangji Zong became angry. Becoming fierce, they began to shout one after another, "Brat, are you deliberately going against our Yangji Zong? Do you want to die?"
"If you know what's good for you, get the hell out of here. Otherwise, even if you have money, we'll make sure you don't have the life to enjoy it."
"If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here. Even if you're a prince, you can't bear the consequences of offending Yangji Zong."
The young men began to clamor and slowly surrounded Jianchen, surrounding Jianchen in the middle.
Jianchen didn't even look at them. His head was still lowered as he ate the roasted beef on the table, "If you can't afford it, please leave. I've already reserved this inn. You're not welcome here."
"You're courting death!" The young men flew into a rage. Immediately, two of them brandished their fists towards Jianchen's head.
A trace of disdain appeared in Jianchen's eyes. With a flash of light, two chopsticks immediately flew out of the chopstick box on the table and shot towards the two men.
"Ah! Ah! "
With two miserable screams, the two men's fists were directly pierced by the chopsticks. Jianchen's fists were directly pierced by the chopsticks, making it so that they couldn't open their palms. The two men grimaced in pain.
Jianchen's move immediately shocked the other young men who wanted to attack. Their eyes were filled with deep fear.
"How dare you attack Yangji Zong's people? Are you tired of living? Do you want to die?" One of the young men shouted with a pale face.
A cold light flashed in Jianchen's eyes. With a wave of his hand, the two chopsticks in his hand flew out at the same time. They turned into two sharp swords and pierced the throat of the man who spoke, killing him on the spot.
Jianchen's move frightened the young men. One of them said in a trembling voice, "You … How dare you kill Yangji Zong's people?"
"If you want to live, get out of here right now. Otherwise, I don't mind killing a few more people," Jianchen said calmly. His voice was a little cold, making the young men feel cold all over.
Hearing this, the few young men who were scared to the point their guts were about to split open looked at each other, and then they left without saying a word.
"Stop. Carry this man out." Jianchen stopped them and pointed at the young man on the ground.
The Yangji Zong's men didn't dare to disobey. They immediately returned and carried the body of their companion out of the inn.
As the Yangji Zong's men left, the inn suddenly fell into a dead silence. The innkeeper and the waiter looked at Jianchen timidly, not knowing what to do next.
Jianchen threw down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Innkeeper, I have booked this inn. These ten purple coins are the fee." After saying this, Jianchen didn't wait for the innkeeper to reply. He carried the White Tiger, who had finished eating the roast beef, and went upstairs.
Now that the sky had darkened, a carriage was slowly making its way down the deserted streets of the second class city. More than a dozen guards on magic beast mounts walked on both sides of the road, tightly protecting the carriage. With such a lineup, one could tell with a single glance that the people in the carriage were either rich or noble.
At this time, several young men ran from the front and finally came to the front of the carriage. They were Yangji Zong's men who had just been chased out by Jianchen. One of them was carrying the body of his companion on his back.
"Young Master, you have to give us justice. Someone dared to challenge the authority of Yangji Zong. Not only did he not put our Yangji Zong in his eyes, but he also killed Little Four."
"Young Master, Little Four was killed. This matter must be brought to justice. Otherwise, where is the authority of our Yangji Zong?"
As soon as the young men got close to the carriage, they began to loudly wail, their faces full of anger.
"What happened? Tell us in detail." A middle-aged man riding atop a demonic beast shouted at the group of cultivators.
Then, the young men told the story of what had happened in the inn with exaggerated details, completely pushing Jianchen to the opposite side of Yangji Zong. After hearing those words, the dozen or so guards on the magic beast mounts were enraged, and their eyes were filled with killing intent.
"Young Master, this person is too arrogant. We must teach him a good lesson and let him know the consequences of offending our Yangji Zong," said one of the guards on his mount.
"Yes, Young Master, we must teach that person a good lesson. How dare he not put our Yangji Zong in his eyes?"
"Does he really think our Yangji Zong is easy to bully? He actually dared to kill our Yangji Zong's disciple. If we don't get an explanation for this matter, then our Yangji Zong won't have any face to stand in the Qiangan Kingdom."
Many of the guards began to speak righteously, their faces full of anger.
"Everyone, calm down. From what you've said, that mysterious young man is definitely very powerful. He's an Earth Saint Master at the very least, so we can't go recklessly. Third Martial Uncle just happens to be coming to pick us up tomorrow. Once he comes, our strength will increase by a lot. It won't be too late for us to seek justice then," a steady middle-aged man stopped the impulsive crowd.
The middle-aged man clearly had a lot of prestige in the group. As soon as he spoke, the others immediately shut up.
A voice rang out from the carriage, "Uncle Zhou, we'll do as you say. That person can actually kill people with chopsticks, so he's definitely very strong. Even if we can catch him rashly, the casualties will definitely be great. The gains won't make up for the losses. Let's wait for Third Martial Uncle to come tomorrow before looking for him."
"Yes, Young Master." The guards all responded in unison.
… …
The next morning, Jianchen didn't stay for too long. He left the inn early in the morning and continued on his way to the Qiangan Kingdom's imperial palace.
When the mother and son of the inn saw Jianchen leave after paying ten purple coins, they were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths for a long time. However, their happiness didn't last long before a large group of people aggressively barged into the inn …
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