Sakura Newspaper Office.
"Breaking news: A conflict broke out inside the Xiyuan Chamber of Commerce. More than ten people were involved, and over a hundred pieces of property were destroyed. More than twenty people were injured. The police are currently conducting an active investigation."
Akihabara Building.
Top floor.
On two sofas by the floor-to-ceiling window.
Demuquanshi is talking to the president of the Xiyuan Chamber of Commerce.
However, judging from their expressions, both of them were quite excited.
"I'm sorry, President, I didn't expect Jing Feng to find out what I did. He's just turning the tables on me!"
"Why did he go to such lengths?! Not only did he kill all the people you sent, but he also smashed up the merchant guild's shops. It was just to eradicate a fallen nobleman."
“My brother has always been ruthless. After all, Xiayi Village is under his jurisdiction. Maybe this is a warning to me not to get involved…”
Demuquan sighed.
How could he not be heartbroken?
The assassins he sent were among his strongest men.
It takes an immense amount of effort to cultivate such talent.
But they were all killed by the eldest brother, and there hasn't been a single word about them since!
The fact that the Chamber of Commerce was vandalized indirectly suggests that the eldest brother knew about the people he had sent.
This is going to be extreme!
The two brothers didn't get along to begin with, but they've managed to maintain a semblance of harmony on the surface over the years.
Now, things have completely fallen apart!
Demuquan sighed inwardly; he no longer wanted to endure it!
...
Jiang Cheng used some tricks to transform the conflict into a conflict between the two heirs of the Sakura Kingdom.
It's also possible that there were too many misunderstandings between the two.
So it didn't take much effort at all; everything went incredibly smoothly.
Around noon.
He had just stepped out of his own courtyard when he saw many assassins dressed in coarse linen clothes rushing in one direction.
Judging from their expressions, they were all beaming with joy.
Their footsteps were frighteningly hurried.
Jiang Cheng was a little confused, so he quickly grabbed one of the people.
Where are you going?
The person who was being held back was extremely dissatisfied. He glared at Jiang Cheng with wide eyes and tried to break free to continue forward, but unexpectedly, the hand holding him was incredibly strong and wouldn't budge.
The man frowned.
He explained, "Didn't the club president come this morning? Since someone died, the club president specially brought over a few sheep for everyone to have a good meal to comfort them... Hey, little brother, let me go, or there won't be anything to eat if we're late."
Due to strict regulations.
The assassins usually ate very bland food.
As soon as they heard there was meat to eat, they all ran faster than rabbits.
Jiang Cheng felt this was a good opportunity to get to know them, so he went with the young assassin.
On the road.
The man said his name was Gao Xiangjian, and that he was originally a beggar who came here when he was six years old.
Although he didn't say anything else.
But Jiang Cheng understood that this guy must have taken several lives to survive.
None of them are easy to deal with here.
...
Lakeside.
Several hundred assassins have already gathered.
There were several sheep hanging there, being skinned, and several others that had already been processed and chopped into pieces.
A large crowd gathered.
But almost everyone's attention was focused on the meat.
Their longing was easily read from their eyes.
It was a primal, urge for food.
Having grown accustomed to a life of constant uncertainty, never knowing when they might die, these assassins placed particular importance on any rare moments of enjoyment they might have.
When Jiangcheng arrived at his destination, he casually found a small rock under the shade of a tree and sat down.
He quickly noticed that September and the blonde girl were also among them, and in a rather central position.
Actually, it can be divided into groups.
These people were not disorganized or fighting alone.
Instead, there are different factions.
For example, in the area where September and the blonde girl were, there were several Class A assassins who had taken over three sheep and several large pots.
Many people looked over with covetous eyes, but in addition to covetousness, there was also some apprehension.
They dared not take a step forward, because if they took even two steps toward that place, they would immediately be warned by stern eyes!
There is another relatively large group, which doesn't have many outstanding individuals, but has a large number of people.
A huge, densely packed area.
Gao Xiangjian went straight there after he arrived.
He looks like he's one of them.
The rest are just small groups, the worst of whom might get half a sheep.
The law of the jungle still exists here.
Other scattered individuals wandered aimlessly along the lake and in the woods, always wearing smiles. Whenever someone tried to approach them, they were met with a cold shout and were driven away.
They could only leave dejectedly and look for other goals.
They seem to be rejected by everyone.
Like a stray dog.
They all swallowed hard, longingly anticipating what was to come.
In reality, coming here only amplifies their desires; it's impossible for them to find food.
There's only so much meat; no one will be kind enough to share more with others.
Jiang Cheng sensed the strength of the scattered individuals, and it couldn't be said that they were particularly weak... which made the matter even stranger.
A disheveled man with dark eyes hid behind a tree, holding a short knife, constantly watching a small group of people chopping meat. He was dozens of meters away from the chopping board.
A constantly flickering gaze...
The young man with messy hair was clearly up to no good.
"Hand me the green onion."
"They're here!"
The small group of people were talking incessantly and exchanging information very frequently.
The chef slammed the knife down on the cutting board with a clang, turned his head, and prepared to take something handed to him by someone else.
Just then!
In an instant!
The disheveled guy seized the opportunity and pounced out like a mad dog, moving incredibly fast. He charged straight at the cutting board without any hesitation.
It was only a few dozen meters; we arrived in the blink of an eye.
The guy swung his short knife with a "whoosh".
This forced the chef in front of the cutting board to leave.
With lightning speed, a hand reached out and grabbed the lamb leg. A look of joy appeared on his face as he grasped it, and his movements became even more agile.
With a sidestep and a nimble movement on the ground, he was about to run away!
But the next second, a steel knife fell from mid-air, grazing past his clothes.
"Pfft—"
Blood suddenly appeared.
With a scream, the disheveled child fell to the ground and rolled twice.
Even the leg of lamb in his hand was snatched away by someone else.
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