901 Then give it all
Outside the restaurant, more than twenty people were waiting quietly. They were all well-dressed, including guards, scholars, and burly men. They were all in high spirits and were showing their best selves.
Jiang Huangyuan nodded slightly, as if to say, "Not bad, really not bad. All those who came were strong, or had some cultivation, and their blood and qi were abundant. That's good."
Jiang Huangyuan swept his gaze across the crowd, and everyone felt a surge of excitement at being valued and appreciated.
Then he slowly rose, about to step out of the carriage, when Ying Youjiao nimbly rushed ahead, his limbs lightly touching the ground in an almost pious posture, like a loyal dog.
They have no regard for human dignity or humility.
At this moment, it was as if an invisible red carpet was being laid out for the esteemed Jiang Huangyuan, waiting for him to lightly touch his back with his toes as a stepping stone to disembark.
It's like a perfect blend of ancient rituals of loyalty and modern loyalty.
Looking at the pavilion behind him, the village head, and a group of people of status who were not qualified to go and greet him, they were all dumbfounded, their minds racing, and they became even more respectful.
Ying Youjiao slightly raised his head, his eyes filled with admiration and loyalty for Mayor Jiang, and whispered, "Please be careful, sir, don't get your feet dirty."
Sensing this unusual respect, Jiang Huangyuan couldn't help but smile gently, nodding with satisfaction and whispering, "Ying Youjiao, I've remembered."
As I gently stepped onto this "staircase" built of loyalty, a surge of gratitude and recognition welled up in my heart for the loyal servant beside me.
He thought to himself, "You really know how to seize the moment. If I were as pragmatic as you when I was young..."
I'm probably living a much better life now, and I wouldn't be in such a sorry state, like a stray dog.
Like a defeated lone wolf!
That's so unfair!
I'll make sure you die quickly and painlessly in a bit.
Gently stepping on the loyal spine, and descending from there.
At this moment, Jiang Luzi's eyes were filled with hatred, as if his beloved woman had been stolen away, and he wished he could chop Ying Wujue into mincemeat to vent his hatred.
He thought to himself, "These shameless bumpkins dare to try and steal my godfather! They've forgotten who they are! I'm Jiang Luzi, and my surname is Jiang!"
Silently watching his former nemesis, who was also silent and calm, without revealing any emotion.
Unlike the joy and tension of others here, the calm at this moment is the greatest anger.
In the adult world, being unhappy means being dissatisfied!
The group strolled in, welcoming Jiang Huangyuan. Six tables were set up for a feast, featuring braised pork belly and roasted lamb chops.
There was stewed chicken soup, as well as large pig's trotters—a total of eight main dishes and four stir-fries.
Of course, this was just for Jiang Huangyuan and his group; the other tables had four fewer dishes, each with eight dishes.
Everyone treated Jiang Huangyuan with utmost respect.
Night fell quickly, and the town was now shrouded in darkness, except for a few scattered torches.
Jiang Huangyuan looked very satisfied, but his eyes slowly filled with a fierce and blood-red light, like a tiger about to devour its prey. Tonight, he would extend his claws.
The entire town was nothing more than a sheepfold.
When the effects of the wine were becoming more pronounced, Jiang Huangyuan suddenly stood up without saying a word.
A cold blade, a magical treasure, four feet long, made of hard-won pure gold, sharp and easy to use.
Fierce eyes, carnivorous eyes, eyes full of joy!
The hand gripping the knife was filled with excitement and exhilaration.
He growled, "Tonight I live for myself; it is time for you to show your loyalty."
A ginger-yellow knife suddenly appeared, its blade drawing a dazzling, indistinct arc in the air, yet it was like the gentlest moonlight silently falling from the night sky, containing a chilling aura and a bloodthirsty blade energy.
In an instant, a shocking line of blood suddenly appeared on the necks of the seven people sitting around the table, including You Jiao and Jiang Luzi.
The most exquisite yet cruel beauty.
Fresh blood, like a stream suddenly freed from its skin's constraints, gushed forth.
Each drop carries the weight of life and the power of determination.
Like a vibrant rose, it was breathtakingly beautiful, yet cruelly suffocating—a tragic and beautiful scene that should never have existed under the intertwining of night and moon.
The knife didn't stop until everyone was killed; it was only a matter of a few hiccups.
The other tables, still drowsy from the alcohol, were suddenly beheaded, their heads falling like grains of rice being cut down.
Jiang Huangyuan smiled slightly, not caring at all about the bloodstains on his clothes.
He knelt down and prayed, kneeling in devout worship, whispering, "God, grant me youth, grant me youth."
Tonight I want everyone here to please the great being.
Amidst shouts of battle and raging flames, decapitations were severed with a single stroke, heads flew off with another, and no pain was felt whatsoever.
With his drunken mind, Jiang Luzi no longer needed to think about how to win his godfather's favor.
The head was separated from the body, and red flashes were still visible in the eyes. The person thought they were about to become rich, and their joyful eyes were still full of confusion. They really didn't feel any pain at all.
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