A Martial Artist! This inconspicuous, sowhat childish-looking fellow was actually a Martial Artist!
To understand how high the status of a Martial Artist was in Qingshan City, one only had to look at the Blood Wolf Gang. The Blood Wolf Gang, which claid to be the number one gang in Qingshan City, had only five Martial Artists, including their Gang Leader—and two of them were already dead.
Just having one Martial Artist was enough to be considered a major power in Qingshan City.
Suddenly, Chu Qingyun slled a foul odor. Looking closely, he saw that the shifty-eyed fellow had actually wet himself in fear...
'What a buzzkill.'
Chu Qingyun shook his head and said, "Do I have the right to enter now?"
"Yes, yes, S-Sir, please, after you, after you..." The fellow was stamring so badly he could barely speak.
"Then why aren't you getting out of the way?"
The shifty-eyed fellow was on the verge of tears. "Sir, I... my legs are weak from fear. I can't move..."
Chu Qingyun was utterly speechless. He walked around the man, found a relatively quiet spot in the main hall, and sat down.
Soon, Miss Xiaoyun brought over a nu.
Looking at the nas of the dishes on the nu, Chu Qingyun felt a headache coming on. You couldn't tell what any of the dishes were from their nas alone.
It was his first ti in such a high-class establishnt, and Chu Qingyun felt a bit out of his elent.
However, he was flush with cash now, so he snapped the nu shut and said to Xiaoyun, "Bring ten of your best, most famous signature dishes."
Perhaps because they had learned of Chu Qingyun's status as a Martial Artist, his food arrived quickly. In less than ten minutes, all ten dishes were served.
Although so of the surrounding custors were unhappy about it, they didn't dare say a word.
No one wanted to offend a Martial Artist—especially one so young—over such a trivial matter.
The restaurant's signature dishes were indeed delicious. After just a few bites, Chu Qingyun's appetite was fully whetted, and he began to eat heartily.
He hadn't been eating for long when a white-bearded old man, leading the shifty-eyed fellow from before, approached Chu Qingyun's table.
"Honored Sir, my na is Li Youding, and I am the shopkeeper of this Cyan Mountain Tower. Please forgive us for the earlier incident."
"Xiaoliu, what are you waiting for? Apologize to the gentleman!?"
Li Youding said respectfully, a smile on his face.
Xiaoliu quickly stepped forward and—SLAP! SLAP!—slapped himself twice across the face. "Sir, Sir, I was wrong! I judged a great man by his appearance! I have eyes but failed to see Mount Tai! I was blind..."
"Alright, alright, get lost." Chu Qingyun dismissed him impatiently. After a mont's thought, he added to the shopkeeper, "But Shopkeeper, let give you a piece of advice. A person like that isn't fit to greet guests in the front hall."
"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right, Sir. Xiaoliu, from now on, you'll be in the back kitchen, responsible for taking out the slop and trash. Your position... will be given to Xiaoyun."
One had to admit, this Shopkeeper Li really knew how to handle people.
By punishing Xiaoliu and promoting Xiaoyun, he was currying favor with Chu Qingyun to the greatest possible extent.
Just then, a few more people burst in from outside. They were handsy, harassing the waitresses at the door and causing them to shriek in alarm.
Seeing their leader, Shopkeeper Li shivered, quickly shooed Xiaoliu away, and personally went to greet them.
"Yellow Protector, what wind blew you here? Please, co in, co in." Shopkeeper Li, his face wreathed in smiles, welcod the n inside.
Chu Qingyun glanced up and recognized him. This was one of the Blood Wolf Gang's Protectors, a ninth-level Martial Artist, Huanggang Thunder.
"Haha, Old Li, are there any private rooms left on the second or third floors?" the Yellow Protector bood with laughter, seeming to be in a very good mood.
Shopkeeper Li looked troubled. "Yellow Protector, well... you've arrived a bit late today. Right now, there are only seats in the main hall on the first floor..."
"The main hall is fine! Hurry up and bring out the good food and wine! The brothers are in high spirits today and want to drink their fill!"
As he spoke, the Yellow Protector led his n into the hall and took over two empty tables.
Seeing the Blood Wolf Gang mbers arrive, many of the people nearby lowered their heads and began to eat frantically, wanting to finish up and leave as quickly as possible. In short, the farther away from the Blood Wolf Gang, the better.
The Blood Wolf Gang's food and wine arrived quickly, and the dozen or so n started a raucous drinking competition.
By this ti, Chu Qingyun had finished his ten dishes but still wasn't quite full. He ordered a few more dishes and, no longer starving, began to eat at a leisurely pace.
"Brothers, listen up! This ti in the Martial King's Tomb, our Blood Wolf Gang made huge gains! Not only did we get so treasures, but our Gang Leader also obtained a Tier Three Spiritual dicine and has successfully advanced to beco a Fifth-level Martial Artist! Co, a toast to the Gang Leader!"
The Yellow Protector raised a large bowl and stood up, speaking in a loud voice.
"To the Gang Leader!"
"To the Gang Leader!"
The rowdy group of n all drained their large bowls.
The dozen or so n drank wildly from their large bowls, and before long, they were all completely drunk. Several were even slurring their words incoherently.
Suddenly, one of them slamd his hand on the table. "Yellow Protector, are we still going to avenge Elder Zhang Han?"
Hearing this, Chu Qingyun's interest was piqued, and he pricked up his ears.
The Blood Wolf Gang's Great Elder, Zhang Han, a third-level Martial Artist, was the one he had killed.
"Damn it, I get pissed off just thinking about it! Every ti we see those bastards from the City Lord's Mansion Guard Army, they mock us over Elder Zhang Han's death!"
"Yeah, it's happened so many tis! I've heard lots of people secretly gossiping that our Blood Wolf Gang doesn't dare to do anything to that Chu Qingyun!"
The group of Blood Wolf Gang mbers began to complain bitterly.
It had to be said that Chu Qingyun's series of actions had dealt a heavy blow to the Blood Wolf Gang's arrogance, greatly diminishing their fearso reputation.
Therefore, everyone in the Blood Wolf Gang, from top to bottom, hated him.
"To hell with Chu Qingyun! Damn it, our Gang Leader has beco a Fifth-level Martial Artist now! A Fifth-level Martial Artist!"
The Yellow Protector let out a drunken burp and continued, "Y-Yesterday, when we got back, I heard the Gang Leader and the others talking. Th-They said to deal with Chu Qingyun, they're gonna start with Chu Family Village! Th-That little ****, he's dead! He's dead!"
The Yellow Protector was completely drunk, spilling all their secrets.
Imdiately after, the dozen or so n started another round of their drinking competition. After this round, nearly all of them were passed-out drunk, unable to say anything else of value.
Chu Qingyun silently paid his bill and left the Cyan Mountain Tower.
'The Blood Wolf Gang is a persistent nace. I have to find a way to deal with them once and for all...'
As early as yesterday, Chu Qingyun had already decided to pursue a higher Realm and travel to more distant lands.
But before he left, there were two important things he had to do: ensure the safety of Chu Family Village and completely eliminate the Blood Wolf Gang.
Only after accomplishing these two tasks could he leave without worry.
In the dead of night, Chu Qingyun put on his mask and went to the Assassin Alliance.
"What are you buying?"
You Yun, wearing her familiar mask, sat behind the counter, reading a book.
Chu Qingyun was a bit taken aback. "How did you know I was here to buy sothing?"
"Young Master Chu has struck it rich. If you're not here to buy sothing, could you possibly be here to accept a mission and earn Primordial Stones?"
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