"Commander Xiao, you've finally arrived!"
"Quickly capture these devils and kill them!"
"No! Set them on fire and burn them to death!!!"
Seeing Xiao Luofeng leading his men running towards them, Huang Hua wiped away his tears, pointed at Zhao Cheng, and said, "You're all finished! My brother Xiao is the God of War of Qingdong City, you're all finished!!"
"Do you know what the pirates call Commander Xiao?"
"The Living Yama!"
"You're all going to be reduced to ashes!"
Xiao Luofeng stopped in the middle of the crowd, but instead of walking towards Huang Hua immediately, he stopped next to Zhao Cheng and whispered, "Young Prime Minister, what's going on?"
Seeing this, Huang Hua and his subordinate were both somewhat bewildered.
After briefly recounting what had happened, Zhao Cheng asked, "Why are you here? Where is Chen Hai?"
"He drank too much. When I came out, he was already asleep on the table. I arranged for two of my brothers to keep an eye on him."
“He might be faking it. I won’t feel at ease unless you keep an eye on him yourself.”
"I was afraid something might happen to you, so I came without thinking too much."
"Alright, let's settle things here first." Zhao Cheng glanced at Huang Hua and asked, "Commander Xiao, how many sons does Prefect Huang have?"
"I had twins last year, a boy and a girl."
"Hey, you're still going strong!" Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "Then I'm relieved."
Hearing this, Xiao Luofeng felt a chill run down his spine and asked suspiciously, "You...you want to kill Huang Hua?"
Zhao Cheng asked, "Can we kill him?"
Xiao Luofeng immediately said, "I have said before that I will repay the great kindness of the young prime minister in this lifetime. I will shoulder this trivial matter with you."
"Commander Xiao!! Brother Xiao!!" Huang Hua shouted, "What are you standing there for? This man isn't from Qingdong City. He's going to kill me, and he's going to castrate me!"
"Brother Xiao, hurry up and do it!"
Xiao Luofeng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then drew his knife and walked towards Huang Hua.
Huang Hua was intimidated by Xiao Luofeng's imposing manner and exclaimed, "Brother Xiao, what are you going to do?"
"Didn't you urge me to hurry up and do it?"
"I mean, I want you to lay a hand on him!"
"It is an honor for Qingdong City that the young prime minister has come to visit. You want me to kill this VIP?"
"What?"
Not only Huang Hua, but many people in the crowd were stunned.
Young Prime Minister?
Xiao Luomu's commotion at the city gate had made many people in Qingdong City aware of the impending arrival of the Young Prime Minister. Those who didn't know who the Young Prime Minister was learned the meaning of the name through gossip.
Upon seeing Zhao Cheng's face, which resembled that of a wicked young master, Huang Hua's expression changed instantly.
What a disgusting character...
This behavior...
I should have known he was a big spendthrift!
"So it's the young prime minister! I was wrong, I was blind to his greatness!"
Huang Hua's attitude made a complete 180-degree turn. Ignoring the pain of the arrow pinning his foot, he kowtowed to Zhao Cheng like a pestle being pounded.
You can't beat them in a fight, and you can't compete with their fathers, so you might as well swallow your pride and act like a subservient grandson.
"Hey, you're pretty shrewd," Zhao Cheng said, glancing at Huang Hua with disdain. "But it's too late!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Luofeng stopped thinking and used the back of his knife to separate Huang Hua's legs.
Huang Hua panicked and stammered, "Brother Xiao... Brother Xiao!"
Xiao Luofeng said, "Don't worry, my knife is very fast, you won't feel any pain."
Huang Hua shouted, "Brother Xiao, we're brothers!"
Xiao Luofeng shook his head and said, "Aside from my family, I, Xiao Luofeng, only have comrades-in-arms, not brothers."
"Hoo!" He let out a long breath and was about to draw his knife.
Zhao Cheng grabbed his wrist and said, "Let Zhao Wu do this kind of craftsmanship."
Xiao Luofeng nodded gratefully. Huang Zhen was his superior, so it would be inconvenient for him to take action. Zhao Cheng's actions were undoubtedly to protect him.
"When did Qingdong City begin to tolerate outsiders running rampant?!" A loud voice rang out.
The crowd parted, and a man dressed in magnificent attire walked over, followed by a dozen or so attendants, all dressed in fine silks and satins, each holding a large, round-headed wooden club.
The man glanced at Xiao Luofeng with disdain and said sternly, "Let's not even talk about the prefect's son being bullied. Even if it were just an ordinary citizen of Qingdong City being bullied, it would be one thing if Commander Xiao didn't help, but he actually helped outsiders deal with his own people. Do you even deserve to be called the Commander of Qingdong City?"
"My lord!"
"Lord Du has arrived!"
Upon seeing this person join in, the number of onlookers not only did not decrease but increased, making the scene even more lively.
"Lord Marquis." Xiao Luofeng clasped his hands in a fist salute to the man.
Zhao Cheng observed that this man appeared to be in his early thirties, exuding an air of nobility from head to toe, and even his attendants dressed like young masters.
He asked Xiao Luomu beside him, "Who is this big shot?"
“Marquis Yanxi,” Xiao Luomu said softly.
Zhao Cheng was somewhat surprised and said, "So young and already a marquis?"
"The title of Marquis Yanxi is hereditary. Du Laihua is lucky; his father died two years ago."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wu curled his lips, thinking to himself that Xiao Luomu had been following his master for a long time and had indeed been led astray by him.
You think you're lucky if you manage to control your father so badly?
Xiao Tian would be furious if he heard that!
Zhao Cheng observed the reactions of the onlookers and said, "These people from Qingdong City seem to like him quite a bit."
Xiao Luomu nodded and said, "Qingdong City is not like Changsui and Yanchuan. There is only one Marquis in it. Ordinary people always have respect for rare and powerful people. But that's only one aspect. Du Laihua has a very prominent characteristic: he is generous. Not only is he willing to spend money on his own eating, drinking, gambling and whoring, but he is also very generous in helping others. Many people have benefited from him."
"So rich, what does his family do?"
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