Chapter 6, throw them all out!

The black iron sword measures two feet and six inches in length, and is extremely heavy in hand, weighing at least seventy to eighty pounds

Yan Li cast a faint glance at Xiao Feng and the others, softly spoke, and turned to walk into the courtyard, with the maid Ling Er closely following behind. A junior member of the Xiao family was not worthy of him wasting any more words; the royal family should possess the pride befitting their status.

"Young master, this sword is truly not impressive. Wouldn't it be better to exchange it for another?" The apprentice, noticing that Yan Li seemed to be particularly interested in the sword, couldn't help but offer a reminder.

Who dares to disrespect Xiao Feng!

What do you want then

Yan Li raised her eyes and then saw a handsome young man dressed in purple, exuding an air of nobility, approaching with a group of martial artists supporting him

A sudden sound rang out, and the young man in black turned around abruptly, only to see a middle-aged man dressed as a butler staring at him with an unfriendly gaze

Xiao Feng flicked his wrist, and a gleaming silver ingot fell at Yan Li's feet. A hint of a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "This courtyard, I shall take it. This is your rent."

Yes, young master

Uncle Wu

The martial artists who came with Xiao Feng all changed their expressions dramatically. Two of them quickly chased after Xiao Feng, while the other four unleashed a powerful aura and lunged towards Wu Zhongmou

"The people of the Xiao family in Nanyu County?" Yan Li continued to inquire

Yan Li shook his head with a smile, thinking that this descendant of the Xiao family was too unaware of the heights of heaven and the depths of the earth. It seemed that he had no one backing him; otherwise, he would not be so foolish as to have Uncle Wu slap himself.

Upon entering the inn, Yan Li's sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, while Wu Zhongmou's expression also darkened slightly, with a hint of coldness subtly emanating from his eyes

Get lost

Upon seeing this, the young man in black mistakenly thought that the guards were afraid of him, and he could not help but shout loudly: "You two listen carefully, hurry and report to your master. Those who are sensible should vacate the courtyard, otherwise..."

Yan Li cast a faint glance at the silver ingot, and a judgment formed in his heart. He slowly raised his head, his gaze landing on Xiao Feng's face, and said in a calm and unhurried manner: "You are called Xiao Feng?"

"No need, I want this sword! Name your price." Yan Li shook his head, deciding to purchase this useless sword.

A faint glimmer of sharpness flashed in Yan Li's eyes. According to Li Li's memory, his second royal uncle, who is also the second prince Li Chengzong, is married to the daughter of the current head of the Xiao family.

At that moment, an extremely arrogant voice sounded from outside

At that moment, a young man in black stepped out, the very one who had been scolded by Wu Zhongmou earlier. He glared at Wu Zhongmou with a resentful gaze and then spoke loudly: "Young Master, that old servant previously humiliated me and spoke of you with great disdain, showing no regard for you at all. I believe we should teach him a good lesson! So that he may understand your might, Young Master!"

Not bad! Xiao Feng raised his head even higher, resembling a proud little rooster

Although Yan Li's words were light, those present were all martial artists, sharp of hearing and keen of perception. Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng was instantly filled with rage, "You scoundrel, do you know who I am? How dare you...!"

Xiao Feng nodded in a seemingly casual manner, then raised his hand to point at Wu Zhongmou and said: "You, slap yourself twenty times, and I shall spare your life!"

Whoosh

Since you are aware of my background, why not obediently relinquish the courtyard? The Xiao family is not a small clan that someone like you can afford to offend. Xiao Feng's expression grew even more smug.

A phantom flashed by, and Wu Zhongmou's figure vanished from the spot. Then, Xiao Feng's voice abruptly ceased as he stared in shock at Wu Zhongmou, who had him by the throat, "What... what do you want to do?"

The two guards both had a faint look of anger on their faces, but they remembered the butler's instructions to act discreetly, allowing the other party to scold them while remaining silent.

In front of the small courtyard where Yan Li resides, a young boy dressed in black arrogantly pointed at the two guards stationed at the gate and shouted: "Today, I declare here that regardless of who you are serving, you must vacate this place for me!"

Yan Li silently thought, although he could not temporarily discern the peculiarities of this sword, he had a premonition that this sword was not an ordinary one.

The young master ordered me to throw you out

A heavy sword without an edge, I shall call you Edge-less!

Wu Zhongmou's lips curled into a faint smile as he raised his palm, causing Xiao Feng's body to be thrown up, tracing a perfect parabola before landing heavily three zhang away

The boy in black flashed with anger in his eyes, yet he remained fearful of Wu Zhongmou's imposing presence, not daring to act recklessly, and left in a dejected manner

What... how dare you tell me to get lost, you are finished! Young Master Xiao will not spare you!

Xiao Family of Nanyu County

Generally, a good quality stainless steel longsword is priced between 100 and 500 taels, while an ordinary longsword costs around 30 to 50 taels. An apprentice would charge 10 taels, which indeed does not take advantage of Yan Li.

Under the gaze of the other party, he faintly sensed a hint of pressure from a strong opponent. However, thinking of the people behind him, he could not help but feel emboldened, raising his head and chest, and declared: "Listen well, this courtyard has caught the attention of Young Master Xiao Feng from the Xiao family of the Southern Region. Be wise..."

The apprentice's expression was somewhat strange as he picked up the black iron sword at the bottom. He had originally thought a major client had arrived, but unexpectedly, they were interested in a worthless sword.

Wu Zhongmou's expression changed suddenly, and he was about to take action, but was stopped by Yan Li with a glance

Ling'er grew up in the deep palace, feeling that everything was quite novel. Yan Li, who originally intended to return, accompanied her for quite a while and bought her some small trinkets, which made the little girl extremely excited

The young man in purple, approximately fourteen years old, was of similar age to Yan Li. He tilted his head slightly upward, his expression haughty, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. After surveying the crowd with a condescending gaze, he fixed his eyes on Yan Li and provocatively said: "Is it you who does not give this young master face?"

Alas! The apprentice hesitated to speak, ultimately expressing his discontent by saying: "This is a useless sword. Since you want it, I will sell it to you at a low price; ten taels of silver will suffice"

Among the many princes, the voices of the Second Prince Li Chengzong, the Fourth Prince Li Yuanxun, and the Eighth Prince Li Xuanji are the loudest, making them the most likely candidates to replace Li Wuming and become the new Crown Prince

One hour later, the three of them returned together

The assassination of Li Li this time cost him his life, and the three princes are the prime suspects. This Xiao Feng should be a junior member of the Xiao family. Whether his attempt to seize his courtyard was unintentional or if someone had instructed him to do so is something that Yan Li should ponder deeply

Bang

Uncle Wu took out 10 taels of silver and handed them to the apprentice. The circulating currency in the entire Tianhuang Continent consists of silver and gold, which is somewhat similar to the currency system of ancient China

Wu Zhongmou did not even give the other party a chance to finish speaking, directly interrupting their words

It is reasonable to say so

Uncle Wu, throw them all out