120 Black Wind Village
Wanzhou, the Huang family, a three-courtyard house covering ten acres, with strange patterns on the corridor pillars, such as flying cranes or old turtles.
There are also some calligraphy and paintings by famous people. Artificial hills and flowing water, pavilions and jade terraces. Truly, all the beauty of the world is contained within.
Above the main hall, music and dance were in full swing, with beautiful singers performing a mesmerizing dance. A layer of white silk gauze veiled the viewer, revealing glimpses of the outside world.
But the person seated there had no interest whatsoever. With a wave of his hand, the songstress quickly retreated.
This man, around fifty years old, had a fair complexion, no beard, a sharp chin, and piercing eyes. He wore a silk inner armor and a storage pouch at his waist. A hint of anxiety flickered between his brows.
He said to the butler beside him, "Bring the second son here."
"Yes, Master." The steward then immediately left.
A man entered, resembling the head of the Huang family in appearance, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted. He walked with remarkably light steps, leaving no trace on the ground. He wore a black robe.
He held a pair of maces, four feet long and two inches thick. His loud voice boomed, "Brother, is this all because of that brat? I told you long ago, let me go over there, beat him to death with one blow, and that would be the end of it."
You had to go through all that trouble. What kind of assassin did you hire? See, it wasn't done.
He sat down as he spoke, picked up the teacup on the table, and started drinking. He gulped it down quickly, but still felt unsatisfied.
He shouted again, "Brother, please let me go. I'll smash him to death with one mace!" He then shook the double maces in his hands with tremendous force, making them buzz loudly.
The head of the Huang family looked at his second brother and shook his head helplessly.
He explained softly, "Second brother, our Huang family is being closely watched right now. So, we should avoid taking action ourselves if possible. Who knew a dragon would emerge from the border region?"
He paused, then added, "We didn't do well last time. And the sect is pressing us hard now. There's a shortage of medicinal herbs, especially wild common herbs."
If the higher-ups blame us, we'll be in trouble. We've been lining our own pockets all these years, driving down prices too much. There are people in the sect who turn a blind eye too. But if the medicinal herbs aren't supplied on time this time, they'll probably start investigating.
Then he thought about it again. He had embezzled money over the years. However, he didn't regret it. He had broken through to the sixth level, just like his second brother.
If you're not greedy, where will you get money?
The second brother nodded. He casually remarked, "Does your brother have any good ideas? If all else fails, I'll just wear a mask and hit a hammer."
I sneaked over at night. I smashed it with a hammer. That kid He! He's a real troublemaker!
The head of the Huang family glanced at the double maces in his second brother's hand.
He thought to himself, 'My second brother is quite capable. But I should try to avoid taking action myself. The state is in chaos lately. If it attracts the attention of higher-ups, things will probably get complicated.'
Thinking it over, he said, "Second brother, take two hundred thousand taels of silver and this Blood Pill. Go to Black Wind Stronghold and have them wipe out the market!"
He then added, "This Black Wind Stronghold has quite a history. You should be polite when you visit."
Huang Lao Er looked at the blood pill in his elder brother's hand.
He said unhappily, "Brother, there's only one Blood Pill left. Although it won't really help me break through to Martial King, it's still incredibly rare."
Is it worth it, brother? I'd be better off going over tonight and handling it myself.
The royal family looked at their second brother. 'This blood pill is indeed effective. However, it also has many hidden dangers.'
We're not without successors. There's no need to take such a huge risk. It's perfect for bribing Black Wind Stronghold.
He paused for a moment and then explained, "This Black Wind Stronghold... the Mighty Vajra Claw... only a few sects possess it. No matter which sect it is, I doubt they would admit it themselves."
Those who emerge, though powerful, will likely not acquire many resources. This fake Martial King should still be quite attractive.
You mustn't cause any conflict. Just pay the reward first. Besides, I'm always a little uneasy about this Blood Pill. And I can always get it back. 'He finished speaking with a faint smile.'
The second brother didn't object after hearing this. The two then discussed the details together. I vaguely heard him say, "Eldest brother, when you return, you must give me Zhu'er."
"Okay, your brother will bring you back in triumph."
Huang Lao Er hurriedly left with the gifts. The three of them rode swiftly along.
We arrived at Black Wind Stronghold at dusk. We were greeted quickly and easily, led to the main hall, and served drinks.
At this moment, a man with an eagle-like nose and a fierce face appeared. His fingers were as hard as iron, gleaming coldly! Extremely eye-catching. He was clad in armor, with a breastplate on his chest. He strode forward with a powerful gait.
Upon seeing Huang Lao Er, he said very politely, "Welcome, welcome, very welcome." After exchanging pleasantries, the two took their seats.
Huang Lao Er spoke up. "King Vajra, I've come here on a matter I'd like to ask for your help with." He then gently placed a box of silver notes and a bottle of blood pills next to the Black Wind Stronghold Chief's table.
The Black Wind Chieftain was very confident. He opened the bottle with his hand, glanced at it briefly, and quickly closed it again. Then he opened the bottle, took a light sniff, and poured some out for a closer look.
Then she quickly filled it back in. She gently gripped the bottle in her hand, her eyes darting around as she asked, "Master Huang, you're so kind. What brings you here?"
The bottle in his hand was indeed not returned. He figured if the business wasn't going to continue, he'd keep the bottle as a small gift. He couldn't have come to Black Wind Stronghold for nothing.
Looking at the Black Wind Chieftain's appearance, Huang Lao Er was truly displeased. However, since he needed a favor, he put on a broad smile, his facial muscles bulging like balls.
"This time, I came here for that He family brat at the border market. He's got some nerve! What kind of business only goes up? He's monopolized all the medicinal herbs in the market! Isn't he leaving no way for other people to survive?"
For the sake of world peace, we request that the Black Wind Chieftain finish off this brat, so that everyone can have a bowl of rice to eat.
After speaking, he glanced lightly at the Black Wind Chieftain. The Black Wind Chieftain thought to himself, 'So that's what it is. Even if you hadn't come looking for me, I would still have met this He family brat.'
Fewer people are passing through Black Wind Stronghold lately. However, it's still best to be careful.
His mind raced with thoughts. He glanced at the silver note again. 'This He family kid is incredibly skilled. My brothers are risking their lives. And there are countless experts inside. This journey is like entering a dragon's den or a tiger's lair.'
This is a life-or-death situation! I agree. But the brothers' resettlement allowance should be higher.
Huang Lao Er was quite annoyed by the Black Wind Chieftain's insatiable greed. However, he remembered his elder brother's instructions.
He nodded and said, "Half the money will be paid in silver notes after the deed is done."
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