Chapter 966 How dare this brat!
Trespassing?
This is outrageous!
Everyone grabbed their swords and ran outside.
"I want to see who's so domineering. Does Master know about this?" Wuji said hurriedly. "I'll see if Master doesn't skin them alive."
"Lord Zhao is not in his room, and there is no sign of him anywhere in the mansion. He must have gone out." The gatekeeper quickly explained, "The people who came are here for the jade mine. They want our lord to give them that piece of land. They were the ones who had their eyes on it first."
It seems they're not good at this.
But they can still hold off anyone who trespasses and causes trouble.
As they were talking, Master Zhang came out of Lord Zhao's courtyard.
"Let's go take a look." His attire today was different from usual; he exuded the air of a wealthy gentleman from head to toe.
Tu Dan'er was inexplicably excited, and suddenly felt like he had found a pillar of support.
"Master, you must have foreseen this long ago, right? Oh dear, if I had your abilities, I could eat while lying down from now on."
Master Zhang grabbed his ear in an annoyed tone, "Following your master, would I ever let you go hungry?"
Tu Dan'er stood on tiptoe, grimacing, and said, "Master, it hurts, it hurts! I'm just afraid that we'll be separated. In the end, I still have to rely on myself to grow up. A real man should stand tall and upright. How can I always follow behind you?"
Master Zhang glanced at him and said, "If you want to find a partner outside, just say so."
"I didn't, I didn't..."
As they spoke, they arrived at the front yard, where a group of people stood in the center. Except for the leader, the others were all holding weapons.
But when they saw a group of young people carrying sharp swords rushing towards them, they felt extremely guilty and couldn't help but quietly take a step back.
Changyun and Tudan walked at the front. Tudan, with a roguish air, patted Changyun's shoulder and asked loudly, "Who comes here, and what brings you here?"
"Bringing so many weapons here so early in the morning, are you trying to bully us out-of-towners by saying we're alone or unarmed? If you want to have a sword fight, find someone stronger, don't just spout nonsense because you outnumber us."
Tu Dan'er pointed at them, drawing out his words, "I advise you to think carefully before you speak, otherwise when my senior uncle comes back, he'll find out that someone not only brought people into this courtyard, but even tried to snatch food from a tiger's mouth, and he'll beat you to a pulp."
Song Chunxue suddenly had the illusion that her child was able to stand on his own, like a fox borrowing the tiger's power.
If these younger generation members could travel together more often, they would surely make a name for themselves.
She privately asked Changfeng why he didn't go back to fight for power. He said that he had finally met a few like-minded people. If he went back, he would be forever trapped in a quagmire of intrigue and endless turmoil, and would never have the chance to live a simple life again.
He wanted to give up power and settle down to be her apprentice.
But recently, seeing them walking arm in arm, chatting and laughing, even Zhang Chengxuan said he was very envious, let alone Song Chunxue.
How fortunate it is to be able to go through life and death with a group of fellow disciples and wander the world together.
Song Chunxue couldn't even imagine the scene of herself traveling around the country with her senior and junior sisters.
That's a scene only goddesses and immortals would have.
"You brat who hasn't even grown his hair yet, don't be so arrogant. Do you know who that mine originally belonged to, Third Master? The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, this area will soon be Third Master's territory. This country will change hands in no time. If you don't want to die, you'd better get your so-called Lord Zhao out of here as soon as possible."
"Next time we won't be so polite, if you know what's good for you, let him have his way..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wuji's sword flew out, the hilt striking the man's mouth squarely.
Before anyone could react, the sword had already flown back.
"master!"
"Sir, are you alright?"
The man's attendants stepped forward in terror.
Wuji laughed, "You dare to make my master leave? You're too arrogant. If you don't want to die, get lost."
The leader's mouth was already bleeding. He was unwilling to be beaten like this, so he relied on his superior numbers and ordered his men to come up.
Master Zhang looked at Song Chunxue, "Let Wuyou go out and scare some people. We're new here, so it's best not to hurt anyone."
Song Chunxue took out Wuyou, flicked the scabbard, and said, "Did you hear that? It's time to use you, old man. You'd better scare them so much they'll wet their pants..."
"Whoosh~"
Wuyou was drawn from its sheath like a gust of wind.
"You shameless bastards who recognize a thief as their father, how dare you shout at me, your grandfather! Today I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget. Don't think you're so smart, your master can't possibly be emperor. Forget about it."
"..."
"..."
After searching high and low, the group finally discovered that what had been cursing them was a sword hanging in mid-air.
"A talking sword...is it...ghostly?"
"A mere trick, trying to scare people? Grab him and let me see..."
The next moment, he widened his eyes, closed his mouth, and felt a blur rushing towards him, followed by the sensation of his hair being tugged.
"Snap snap snap snap~"
Wuyou's voice came again, "Since you don't listen to me, then I'll teach you a lesson."
"Snap snap snap~"
A group of people drew their swords, which were of dubious quality, but dared not step forward, their hearts gradually filled with fear.
The sword was actually cutting their hair.
In the blink of an eye, their hair was neatly cut off and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.
The hair ribbons or jade crowns on their heads fell to the ground in a moment.
They didn't even have time to grab it; they could only stare wide-eyed as the afterimage of a sword played with their hair at will.
"Clang~"
"Clang~"
Their weapons fell to the ground, and then they all let out a deafening roar.
"My hair?"
"Your body and hair are given to you by your parents, how dare you, you brat!"
Tudan excitedly ran up to Wuyou, "Can I borrow your help, senior?"
Wuyou arrogantly said, "Come on, since they're not satisfied with the shaving, then bleed me. These brainless bastards don't deserve my attention."
"Okay!"
Tu Dan'er gripped the sword hilt tightly and walked with measured steps to the leading wealthy merchant.
He pointed the Worry-Free Sword at his neck and said with a smile, "Since shaving your head isn't enough, I'll slit your throat. Eighteen years from now, you'll still be a hero."
The next moment, Tu Dan'er grabbed Wu You with both hands and slashed horizontally at his neck.
"Thump~"
"Great hero, I was wrong. I was blind to your greatness. Please, great hero, have mercy and spare my life."
The wealthy businessman at the head of the group knelt on the ground, his bulky body making a loud noise as he slammed into the ground. His ashen face looked rather frightening.
The others also knelt on the ground, pleading, "Great hero, spare our lives! Great hero, please let us go!"
Tu Dan'er took two steps back in disgust, raised his hand and waved, "Get out, get out, get out now, don't dirty this yard, I don't want to see you again."
Just looking at them is an eyesore.
"Please pick up your dog hair. We'll perform a ritual; we can't guarantee it won't save my dog's life!"
Master Zhang stroked his beard and laughed. Even though he had changed his clothes, he had no use for his skills.
P.S.: I'm not in a good mood; I'm writing this while arguing...
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