The time had come, and all the guests had arrived. Ye Dachuan stood up and toasted them. He first said some pleasantries like "it's my honour that everyone has come" before getting straight to the point. He was furious and sorrowful.
"I've invited everyone here this time because of something that has to do with the survival of our Qingyang city. That's right, it's the cancer that is the Black Wind stronghold. The bandits of the Black Wind mountain are extremely vicious and have committed countless crimes. They've stolen so much silver … cough, who knows how many people they've killed."
He was extremely furious that the bandits were actually richer than him, the district magistrate. The advisor kicked him under the table, and he coughed gently and changed his words in a hurry.
"Now, they want to slaughter the Crouching Ox village. As the local magistrate of Qingyang city, I can't tolerate this. Everyone must have heard of the person beside me, the Descended Tiger! Li Qingshan! "
He placed special emphasis on his renowned nickname, the Descended Tiger, which made the corner of Li Qingshan's eye twitch.
"This young hero is also the sheriff of me, or even the entire Qingyang city. Not only did he personally kill the third boss of the Black Wind stronghold and several dozen bandits, but he also wants to destroy the entire Black Wind stronghold right now. I hope everyone can contribute money and effort to make this happen. Only then will he not let down the heavens and the earth." With that, he drank all the alcohol in his cup.
Qingyang city did not have any soldiers for the district magistrate to deploy. Even the bailiffs were old, weak, sick, and disabled. However, the large clans all had large courtyards with high walls and many guards. As a result, most of the security of Qingyang city was actually maintained by the Iron Fist gang. If he wanted to deploy soldiers, he could only borrow people from the aristocrats. As long as each family provided four or five people, it would basically meet district magistrate Ye's expectations.
However, the aristocrats were unable to drink anymore. They looked at one another. Was the district magistrate serious this time?!
Asking for money was normal. Which district magistrate did not need money? However, asking for people was not normal.
Apart from the previous few district magistrates who would walk around the mountains with a group of people after receiving money, the latter district magistrates did not even bother putting on any airs. They just said the timing was not right. As for when the timing was right, only the heavens knew.
The restaurant was in an uproar. The aristocrats did not even want to fork out money, let alone people. If they died or were injured, they would have to spend money to comfort them. Furthermore, they had offended the Black Wind Stronghold.
Who knew where Crouching Ox village was? Whether it was destroyed or not had nothing to do with them. It was not like the Black Wind stronghold could touch them, and there would be endless deaths of other people's children.
A middle-aged gentleman who looked to be in his forties or fifties said, "Lord Ye, we all understand your concern for the common people. We can't just watch and do nothing. We have to do something. However, it's impossible for us to send people. Even if we agree, the guards won't agree."
He very implicitly stated his position. Seeing that you have the strength now, everyone can give you some money as a token. You take this money and stay here obediently. Don't cause trouble for us.
I'm finally going to get money! Ye Dachuan felt that this was a bit unbelievable. He really wanted to pinch his thigh to see whether he was dreaming or not. Ever since he became the district magistrate, he had been asking for money everywhere, but no one took him seriously. He could not even ask for a single tael of silver.
Success always came too suddenly. Ye Dachuan calmed himself down and glanced at Li Qingshan. He began to consider whether he should stop while he was ahead.
Li Qingshan frowned. He could not blame these aristocrats for being selfish. Most people were like that. Coupled with the actions of the previous district magistrates, it was already rare for them to be willing to pay. Since he could not use this power, there was no need to force it. He said, "Then thank you all …"
"Father, don't give him money!" A young man stomped up the stairs and stared at Li Qingshan fiercely.
Li Qingshan immediately remembered that this was the young man who had raced on the road and knelt down to give him money. Why did he suddenly become so bold? Was he relying on the presence of the adults?
"Don't mess around. This is not a place for you. Leave!" the middle-aged aristocrat berated.
However, the young man did not back down. Instead, he said arrogantly, "My senior brothers are here!"
"The people from the Dragon's Gate Sect are here!" one of the aristocrats shouted. His voice was filled with surprise.
"My son practices martial arts there!"
"Yeah, me too!"
The aristocrats were overjoyed. They whispered to each other, rejoicing that someone stood up for them and that they did not have to pay this sum of money.
However, Li Qingshan's expression suddenly turned cold. The humiliation he suffered on the mountain path that day came back to him.
A group of people of all ages came up the stairs. All of them were dressed in white and carried swords. They gathered together and looked as if there was no one else around. It was truly an awe-inspiring sight.
The person in the lead was the young master of the Dragon's Gate Sect, Yang Jun.
"Magistrate, you invited everyone to the banquet. Why did you ignore the Dragon's Gate Sect? Are you looking down on us?" Yang Jun looked around. When he saw Liu Hong, he nodded his head slightly. It could barely be considered a greeting. When he saw Li Qingshan, his eyes lit up. Then, he exploded with extreme hatred, "You really are here. It took us a long time to find you!"
"You were looking for me?" Li Qingshan found it strange. Looking at the other party's expression, it was as if he had deeply offended them. However, since they had delivered themselves to his doorstep, he would not let them go easily. It was a pity that he did not have the great spear with him. Otherwise, who knew how many people would die or be injured with a sweep of the spear.
"I only regret not killing you with one slash. Today, I will make you spit out everything you ate." Yang Jun looked at Li Qingshan like he was looking at a mortal enemy. He knew that the spirit ginseng had been taken by Li Qingshan, so he immediately flew into a rage.
The spirit ginseng had missed him by a hair's breadth and ended up in this country bumpkin's hands. Although the spirit ginseng could not be digested so easily, it had definitely lost most of its medicinal properties after such a long time. Otherwise, how could this country bumpkin have the strength to kill the Black Wind Stronghold's third boss? That should have been his.
In his eyes, Li Qingshan was an extremely despicable and hateful thief. Li Qingshan had stolen something that belonged to him, so how could he not gnash his teeth in hatred? He would definitely cut Li Qingshan to pieces.
Ye Dachuan stood up in a hurry. "Young hero Yang, let's talk this out. Qingshan is this county's constable. How can you shout about killing him?" When he saw the Dragon's Gate Sect coming at him aggressively with all of them wielding swords, he immediately felt weak. As the saying went, it was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. When the swords came stabbing at him, no matter how skilled Li Qingshan was, how was he supposed to block them?
Yang Jun said with a dark expression, "Lord district magistrate, this person stole something extremely important from our Dragon's Gate Sect. We are here today to apprehend him. Please do not stop us. Otherwise, be careful that swords are blind." Then, without waiting for his reply, Yang Jun ordered, "Take him down!" He was extremely arrogant and despotic. Then, he smiled sinisterly. "Don't kill him. I will slowly interrogate him about the whereabouts of the item." The dozen or so people pressed forward, and the aristocrats moved to the sides with a whoosh. The district magistrate and the advisor fled, and only Liu Hong was left at the large round table, drinking leisurely.
Among those present, only Liu Hong understood Li Qingshan's strength the best. However, the relationship between Iron Fist and the Dragon's Gate Sect could be deduced from Yang Jun's attitude Just Now. Iron Fist took the path of the lower class, accepting disciples from the common folk. Meanwhile, the Dragon's Gate Sect took the path of the upper class, and most of their disciples were from wealthy families.
Although they were not as incompatible as fire and water, they had never seen eye to eye with each other. That was why he refused to say a word of warning. He could not wait for more people from the Dragon's Gate Sect to die, especially that arrogant and despotic Yang Jun who disrespected him. However, he was also guessing what the 'important item' was. He seemed to have heard some rumors.
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