So, on that sunny afternoon.
The North, a originally lifeless place, suddenly came alive as if someone had injected vitality into it.
In the streets and alleys, people gathered in groups of three or five, whispering and talking.
"This Beiming Pavilion is truly committing a sin!"
An old man with an angry face said indignantly, "Over the years, they have been oppressing us ordinary people all the time. They are simply lawless. Why doesn't God take them away?"
The people around him also nodded in agreement, their eyes full of resentment and helplessness.
"That's right! We've been bullied by them all year round. We thought it would be better this year, but they even targeted the newcomers."
Another middle-aged man sighed and said:
"We just moved in, and haven't even had time to sit down yet, when the people from Beiming Pavilion came over aggressively, beating and killing us. I heard they wanted to steal our supplies. They are completely inhumane and won't let us live."
When everyone heard this, they all gnashed their teeth and hated the evil deeds of Beiming Pavilion.
Someone couldn't help but curse, "Why doesn't God send down thunder to kill these heartless and unscrupulous people? If they are allowed to do evil here, how can the people of the northern border survive?"
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and someone shouted loudly, "Do you know? I just heard that the new family is unwilling to be humiliated and has decided to attack Beiming Pavilion!
Even if it means risking my life, I will fight them to the end and swear to destroy this harmful Beiming Pavilion!"
This news was like a thunderclap, instantly causing an uproar among the crowd.
Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment at first, and then an expression of excitement and worry appeared on their faces.
What made them excited was that someone finally stood up to resist Beiming Pavilion, but what they were worried about was whether this new family could withstand the powerful force of Beiming Pavilion.
But no matter what, people secretly pray in their hearts, hoping that justice will eventually defeat evil and restore peace to the North.
"Oh my God, how many of them are there? I heard that there are even several children among them. How can we win? It's really a sin!" A middle-aged man with a sad face couldn't help but sigh.
Another old man nearby echoed, "Who says it isn't? If they can succeed this time, we'll really have to work like slaves for them and express our gratitude!" As he spoke, he kept shaking his head, as if he didn't hold much hope for this battle with such a huge disparity in strength.
"Of course, they are not only doing this for their own interests, but also for the people of our entire northern border!" Someone else interrupted, his tone full of emotion and admiration.
At this time, a young man in the crowd showed a look of shame on his face and muttered to himself: "Oh, it's just that we are useless guys, otherwise we can help others a little bit." As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of echoes sounded around him.
"If they can really destroy that hateful Beiming Pavilion, I will definitely be the first to rush over to express my gratitude to them! As long as they can let us live a stable life, I will do anything!" A burly man shouted, patting his chest.
"I want to go too! I want to go too!" Others responded one after another, and the crowd was very excited for a while.
Just like that, throughout the entire afternoon, the North, which was usually dead and lifeless, suddenly became lively and bustling as if it had been given a shot of adrenaline, as if it had regained its vitality and vigor.
Almost everyone knew this shocking news:
The new member of the Yue family actually wants to bravely break into the Beiming Pavilion and start a life-and-death battle with them, and compete for the position of the Lord of the Northern Territory.
The people were not optimistic about the Yue family, but they also hoped they would win.
The people don't care who is the city lord, as long as they can live well, it doesn't matter who it is.
At this time, in the yard, An Yi and An Er were telling the story vividly, and everyone burst into laughter.
Everyone knows that Xu Wenzhi is extraordinary and is a man of real talent and knowledge!
Now the entire northern region is buzzing with discussions on the streets and alleys, with some even saying that as long as they destroy the Beiming Pavilion, the city lord will be theirs.
Jiang Ling couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "This is truly remarkable!"
Throughout history, public opinion has been like an extremely sharp double-edged sword.
It can lift a person to the top of the world and make him famous, or it can throw him into the abyss in an instant and ruin his reputation.
As for the difference between good and bad, who can really explain it clearly?
After all, everything we know is just what we hear from others.
So, how can we know whether those words passed down by word of mouth are right or wrong?
Perhaps, no one wants to know the final answer...
The Northern Territory was bustling for an entire afternoon, and various rumors reached the ears of the head of the Beiming Pavilion.
At this time, in the highest courtyard of Beiming Pavilion, a middle-aged man in a white fox fur coat was lying on a soft couch listening to his subordinates' reports.
He didn't take it seriously and was lazily hugging a beautiful woman in a gauze dress.
"How many of them are there?"
"Master, there are less than thirty people, including several children and a woman."
"Then what's there to worry about? We have over a thousand people in Beiming Pavilion, and each of them is a ruthless killer.
Are you afraid of just twenty or thirty of them?
How will Beiming Pavilion survive in the martial arts world and accept missions in the future?" After saying this, he touched the woman beside him again and looked at the people below with a gloomy face.
"From now on, arrange more people to patrol and guard at night." He suddenly thought of something and spoke again.
"No, we'll send one or two people to guard the main gate, and everyone else will gather in the middle hall. We'll catch them in a trap and make sure they never come back.
If you dare to go against our Beiming Pavilion, there is only one way out, and that is death!
After they die, hang their bodies at the city gates, so that the people of the North can see the consequences of disobeying the rules and that only obedience can keep them alive."
"As you command, I will arrange it right away."
After his men left, the leader of Beiming Pavilion held the beauty in his arms and kissed her hard, feeling extremely excited.
"Beauty, let's continue..."
At this time in the small courtyard, Jiang Ling, Yue Qianli, Xu Wenzhi and An Yi were discussing when to take action.
Anyway, public opinion has already arisen, so there is no difference between their actions during the day and at night.
Ordinary people would not go there.
All they want is to leave a name for themselves by doing good deeds.
It’s not about how to destroy Beiming Pavilion.
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