"Arrange for this family to stay in the city."
"Yes, my lord."
Upon hearing this arrangement, the old man smashed the half-drunk wine jug on the ground and pointed at Zheng Fan, laughing and cursing:
"You Yan bastard, you do have quite the style. Not bad, not bad, worthy of being Lord Pingye who can bury a hundred thousand wild people."
Zheng Fan turned his head, looked at the old man, and pointed at his own face, saying:
"Are you praising me?"
"I've always believed that a true Jin person should distinguish between public and private matters, at least, have the guts to know what's what!
You Yan people seize our territory, move our ancestral temples, defeat our nation—this is a deep hatred!
You Yan people drive out the wild people, Lord Jingnan and you, Lord Pingye, destroying over a hundred thousand of them, right here, I've seen tens of thousands of wild slaves working as laborers, living lives worse than pigs and dogs;
You seeking revenge for us Jin people murdered by the wild people, that's a grace!
I remember the hatred, but alas, I'm too old to lift a knife, this life, it won't be avenged, relying on the next generation..."
The old man's gaze swept over the faces of Hsu Youcheng and others, coldly snorting:
"Ha, the next generation probably won't do either.
But the grace, I must repay!"
Saying this,
The old man pointed to his wife and daughter kneeling on the ground,
saying:
"These two women are neither my concubines nor my daughters. I was wandering in the wild when they found me, voluntarily bringing me into the previous refugee group to Snow Sea Pass.
They both have issues."
As soon as these words were spoken,
the two women kneeling on the ground suddenly raised their heads,
the older one even reaching into her waist to draw out a soft sword.
Fuck!
As the woman reached into her waist,
Lord Zheng immediately thought of a possibility,
because in this world a powerful spy agency has members who like to carry such soft swords that can be tied to the waist.
Without hesitation, the Sixth Rank warrior Lord Zheng immediately unleashed the energy and blood within him,
Retreat!
Indeed,
a Sixth Rank warrior is truly not weak, even in the street, they are considered a small master level.
But Lord Zheng's first reaction was to retreat,
This is his territory,
Here are soldiers loyal to him everywhere,
Why should he show off here?
Isn't Sun Ce's manner of death suffocating?
Besides, Mo Wan is watching the children and not by his side.
It's not that Mo Wan is negligent, but that Lord Zheng just came out to change his taste for breakfast, he didn't expect to meet Sword Saint dropping the kids at school, nor did he expect to leave the city.
Therefore,
all sorts of reasons came together,
Lord Zheng, who foresaw the other's intentions in advance,
promptly dodged back,
retreating behind Hsu Youcheng.
The woman's soft sword was drawn, ready to hold Lord Pingye hostage, in the blink of an eye, finding Lord Pingye had fled to the back!
The speed at which he moved was simply bewildering!
And at this moment, Hsu Youcheng also let out an angry roar, immediately knowing what he should do, rushing forward with a knife, slashing at the woman, the woman's soft sword blocking but being directly bounced away by the blade.
This was sufficient to demonstrate the woman's true weakness, only slightly better than those noble ladies, but compared to a warrior, truly no match.
Hsu Youcheng cut the woman's soft sword and, not taking advantage to kill her, pressed down on her shoulder with his left hand, sweeping her off her feet with his right foot, knocking her to the ground, and pinning her with the blade.
The girl was also pinned down by the soldiers behind Hsu Youcheng!
The situation was controlled in an instant.
So easy that it made Lord Zheng feel slightly embarrassed.
So, to hide this embarrassment, Lord Zheng went over, picked up the soft sword that had fallen on the ground, infused it with energy and blood, making the soft sword straight.
Lord Zheng grabbed the soft sword, releasing the strength of a Sixth Rank warrior.
"Crack!"
Directly breaking the soft sword.
Then disdainfully tossed the broken sword at his feet,
and deliberately nonchalantly dusted off his hands.
After doing this, Lord Zheng felt even more embarrassed.
Because breaking the soft sword gives a simple illusion, instead, finding a knife to break might have a better effect.
Tsk,
Lord Zheng felt somewhat helpless.
Thankfully,
no one present seemed to care about Lord Zheng's embarrassment, everyone was shocked by the suddenly appearing assassins.
The old man sitting on the ox cart, seeing this,
laughed heartily again,
saying:
"When the old man was asleep, he heard them say they wanted to use my identity to meet Lord Pingye here, not knowing where they got the information saying Lord Pingye has a fondness for married women."
Zheng Fan shook his head, smiling bitterly, saying:
"Nonsense."
However, this indeed is the tactic Silver Armored Guard likes to use.
Silver Armored Guard seems to enjoy sending wives to their targets, Lord Zheng had recently discussed with the blind man—am I either not eligible enough or too far away, why haven't I received the Silver Armored Guard's wife-giving policy?
The blind man's answer stunned Lord Zheng even more; the blind man said he specifically investigated Ke's identity, confirming that she is indeed a clean homeless widow, my lord can keep her around with peace of mind.
Can't blame the blind man for being overly cautious, given Dujuan's case before, one still needs to be careful in this regard.
After all, accomplished men may have a thousand virtues, but there's a common flaw—that is, they can't control their pants' waistbands.
However, the worry did happen, Silver Armored Guard did indeed set its sights on him and sent benefits his way.
At this moment, Lord Zheng deliberately took a few more looks at the older woman's appearance; indeed, she looked quite good.
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