The sun shone brightly in the clear sky. On this day, Wang Chong washed up early and changed into a clean green cotton robe. This way, he would appear to be older than his actual age.
After doing all these, Wang Chong left the house, boarded the carriage, and headed towards the Bluebottle Pavilion in high spirits.
Outside the Bluebottle Pavilion, there was a huge crowd. This was the last day of the sword duel gamble, and it had attracted countless spectators.
Outside the Bluebottle Pavilion, Wang Chong saw Wei Hao, who had been waiting for him for a long time.
Wei Hao had two guards from the Wei Clan by his side. His face was pale, and he paced back and forth nonstop. Beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead, and he looked anxious and uneasy.
"Great! Wang Chong, you're finally here! "
The moment Wang Chong's carriage arrived, Wei Hao felt as though a huge burden had been lifted off his shoulders. As though he had found his pillar of support, he hurried forward with his two guards.
His complexion was much rosier.
"Xiaonian, it's been hard on you."
Wang Chong stepped out of the carriage and called out Wei Hao's nickname. Hearing such an intimate form of address, Wei Hao's heart warmed, and his expression relaxed slightly.
But soon, Wei Hao's brows furrowed once more, and he felt uneasy.
"Wang Chong, have you really thought through this matter? More than thirty swords and sabers were no joke. It's not too late to regret it now! "
Wei Hao's voice trembled nervously as he spoke.
Honestly speaking, Wei Hao didn't expect the matter of helping Wang Chong sell the WuZi Steel swords to develop to such a state. Wei Hao couldn't even sleep well when he saw the thirty or so treasured swords and sabers from the various factions hanging on the gate.
Wei Hao had been keeping this matter from his family. His father was currently busy with an important matter in the royal court, and he didn't have the time to care about anything else.
If he were to discover the truth, he would probably be beaten half to death!
At times, Wei Hao truly admired Wang Chong from the bottom of his heart. As for the WuZi Steel weapons, he had only been assisting from the side, but he already felt very uneasy.
However, Wang Chong was carrying a debt of 90000 gold taels from Sindhu and 1700 gold taels from the Eight Gods Pavilion. If things were to go wrong here, he might have to pay even more, possibly several hundred thousand gold taels!
There was no clan in the capital that could easily shoulder such a massive debt.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have long been terrified, pale with anxiety, and sleepless nights. However, Wang Chong acted as if nothing had happened. He even had the mood to comfort himself.
Wei Hao knew that if it were him, he definitely wouldn't be able to do it.
"Don't worry, Nian. You've known me for so long. Do I look like the kind of person who would seek death and make trouble for himself?"
Wang Chong chuckled. As he spoke, he patted Wei Hao's shoulders.
Wei Hao said solemnly. He had grown up with Wang Chong, so he didn't think that Wang Chong was that kind of person. In fact, if Wang Chong was that kind of person, he wouldn't have been able to guide him to defeat Gao Fei at the Eight Gods Pavilion!
"But …"
Wei Hao still wanted to say something.
"There's no buts! I have my own arrangements for this matter. Later on, you just have to follow my instructions. "
Wang Chong said calmly. His voice was filled with confidence.
After a moment of silence, Wei Hao nodded his head seriously.
The eaves of the Bluebottle Pavilion were extremely high. Wang Chong took a glance and saw a huge crowd moving about. Everyone who had participated in the sword duel gamble had arrived here much earlier than Wang Chong.
Even though it was noisy outside the Bluebottle Pavilion, the interior of the Bluebottle Pavilion was completely silent. No one spoke to one another, and there was an air of competition between them.
"Heh, the number one sword in the world!"
Wang Chong smiled and shook his head. Retracting his gaze, he walked into the Bluebottle Pavilion with Wei Hao.
"Wang Chong, is the price going to rise today?"
Wei Hao asked anxiously as they walked up the wooden stairs.
"There's no need for that!"
Wang Chong shook his head. It wasn't that he was afraid of losing too much in the duel gamble. Rather, there was no longer a need for it. Even though the price of WuZi Steel would rise to more than a hundred thousand gold taels in the future, given the current market, 19200 gold taels was already the limit.
There was a process of acceptance for everything!
If the price were to rise too much, it would be too late.
…
Walking up the antique wooden steps, Wang Chong and Wei Hao soon arrived at the third floor. The hall on the third floor was filled with people. The people from the Four Great Swordsmithing Clans, the swordsmithing shops in the capital, the swordsmithing clans from the Western Regions, the Imperial Army … They were all gathered here.
From the looks of it, they had arrived a long time ago.
"Wei gongzi, it's about time for the duel. Where's the owner of the sword? It's about time to call him out, right? "
The moment Wei Hao stepped onto the third floor, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. As for Wang Chong, he was completely ignored.
"Everyone, isn't the owner of the sword here?"
Wei Hao smiled and stepped to the side, giving way to Wang Chong behind him. 'It's a stab if I stretch my head out, but it's also a stab if I shrink my head back.' After worrying for so long, Wei Hao had already thought things through.
The duel gamble had already been decided, and it was too late to regret it now. Since that was the case, he might as well be more open about it.
Weng!
The moment Wei Hao said those words, countless gazes instantly gathered on Wang Chong. In that instant, there was a moment of silence in the crowded Bluebottle Pavilion.
Everyone stared at Wang Chong with shock, astonishment, disbelief, and … doubt!
"That is the owner of the sword?"
The elder of the Cheng Clan, Cheng Youqing, stepped forward and stared at Wang Chong with a look of disbelief.
When Wei Hao and Wang Chong were at the bottom of the pavilion, many people had seen them, but no one thought much of it. In their view, to be able to cause such a huge ruckus in the Bluebottle Pavilion, the other party should at least be a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.
No one could have imagined that the other party would be a seventeen-year-old young man!
He was too young!
"It's me!"
Wang Chong said calmly. Even before the 'bosses' of the weapon trade, he showed no fear.
"You must be joking!"
"In the end, the owner of that sword is a young man who's still wet behind the ears?"
Everyone was astonished.
"Hmph hmph, brat, I don't care what your background is. I hope that you can take out 19200 gold taels later! "
Amidst the eerie voice, a figure walked out. Head Shopkeeper Luo of White Tiger Great Sword Pavilion glared at Wang Chong with hostility.
Together with him, the other Great Sword Shops and Great Sword Shops stared at Wang Chong as well.
Wang Chong sold his swords at the Bluebottle Pavilion at a different price every day, and this had a huge impact on the other sword shops in the capital. This was especially so for the Great Sword Shops and Great Sword Shops. They were deeply humiliated.
This time, the reason why the Great Sword Shops and Great Sword Shops took out their weapons and participated in this duel gamble was to teach this' disruptor ', who had broken the rules of the trade, a lesson.
Only by killing the chicken to warn the monkey would they be able to intimidate the others and protect the authority and standing of the Great Sword Shops and Great Sword Shops in the capital!
"Don't worry, I'm here. Before so many people, how can I possibly escape? On the other hand, have you prepared the 1200 gold taels? "
Wang Chong said calmly.
"Bullshit!"
The shopkeepers of the Great Sword Shops and Great Sword Shops flew into a rage, and even their beards curled up. It was one thing if the one who said those words was the capital's swordsmithing clans. However, Wang Chong, an unfamiliar young man, was a huge humiliation to them.
"It's just 1200 gold taels. We don't think much of it. As long as you have the capability, you can take it anytime! "
The few of them blushed and turned their heads away in anger. They didn't want to say anything else.
"Wang gongzi!"
Making use of the moment when everyone's attention shifted away from Wang Chong, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian hurriedly pulled Wang Chong to the side and whispered:
"It's still not too late if you want to back out. Our Zhang Clan has a few swords, and we can help you secretly swap them out … "
The Zhang Clan was also participating in this duel gamble. It wasn't that they wanted to kick Wang Chong when he was down, but since it involved the 'Number One Sword in the World', it was impossible for the Zhang Clan to not participate in it.
However, this matter was secondary. Right now, the two of them were worried about Wang Chong.
"… You might not know how big of an impact this matter will have. Look outside. Almost all of the sword merchants in the capital have been attracted here. If this matter fails, it will be no small matter! "
"The duel gamble hasn't officially started yet. This is our last chance!"
The two of them sighed deeply, worried for the Wang Clan.
They had already visited the Wang Clan twice, and they could sense that the entire Wang Clan, including Madam Wang, probably didn't know about this matter.
The entire matter seemed to have been orchestrated by Wang Chong behind the Wang Clan's back!
Regardless of what his initial motive was, if the matter were to be exposed, the entire Wang Clan would be held responsible for it. By then, who knew how big of a wave it would cause!
Even though the two of them wanted the contract for the Hyderabad ores, they weren't willing to implicate the Wang Clan!
Wang Chong stared deeply at the two of them, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart. If the situation was different, he might have already given them the contract for the Hyderabad ores.
However, Wang Chong knew that it was useless even if he gave them the contract. That was because it was impossible for the two Sindhi Buddhist monks to sell it.
It was impossible for them to reach an agreement on the price.
Furthermore, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian didn't know that from the start, Wang Chong didn't think that he would lose.
"Thank you, both of you! I've said it before, if there's a need, I'll look for you! "
Wang Chong rejected them tactfully.
"Sigh!"
The two of them sighed deeply. They knew that it would be difficult to convince Wang Chong:
"Since that's the case, I hope that gongzi will be able to fulfill his wish."
Turning around, the disappointment in their eyes couldn't be concealed.
Wang Chong stared at the back of the two of them silently. The truth was always grasped in the hands of the few. The two of them still felt that he had brought a huge disaster to the clan, but when they witnessed the true might of the WuZi Steel, they would change their minds!
Wang Chong lifted his head. The sun was slowly rising, and it wasn't far from the peak.
"It's about time!"
Wang Chong thought. With a flick of his robe, he walked toward the railing.
Boom!
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