Chapter 185
Really Fucking Off
(TL by Bagelson)
The five Shrek devils looked dumbstruck at Lou Gao, this was perhaps the fastest hand-over ceremony in history. Tai Tan couldnβt help saying:
βLou Gao, you arenβt serious.β
Lou Gao snorted derisively,
βHow do you catch the cub without entering the tigerβs lair? I insist on joining the Tang Sect. Brat, do you dare?β
Tang San smiled slightly, saying:
βI dare, of course I dare. If senior wants to join the Tang Sect, then hereafter you are the same as senior Tai Tan, a Tang Sect elder.β
Lou Gao said:
βThen canβt I learn the production method for the Godly Zhuge Crossbow? Donβt worry, I wonβt spread it.β
Tang San shook his head, a smile on his face:
βThe Godly Zhuge Crossbow is just the simplest of the Tang Sectβs hidden weapons, how could that suit seniorβs name as a divine craftsman? Only the sectβs finest hidden weapons will be left to senior for manufacture, just in keeping with seniorβs status.β
Hearing this, Lou Gaoβs eyebrows immediately rose in delight,
βTrue. What finest hidden weapons are there? Are they better than this Godly Zhuge Crossbow?β
Tang San sternly said:
βOf course, moreover, these finest hidden weapons are all enough to threaten the lives of Title Douluo. If they can be made, then you will found a tradition of the blacksmith world. These exceptional hidden weapons will all be carved with your name.β
Originally Lou Gao decided to join the Tang Sect partly in a fit of pique, even if he was obsessed with forging, he absolutely wasnβt as straightforward as he seemed on the surface. βWhen in the Tang Sect I wonβt divulge it, but donβt tell me I canβt leave after Iβve learned it?β This was Lou Gaoβs plan. But, right now he was already completely drawn in by Tang San. How could he know that his flickering Gaze was neatly caught by Tang Sanβs Purple Demon Eye when he decided to join. Even if Tang San didnβt know his concrete plans, he still guessed that his decision to join the Tang Sect wasnβt completely sincere.
Tang San pulled out a blueprint from the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges and handed it to Lou Gao, then without a word or hesitation taking the Godly Zhuge Crossbow from the table and putting it away in his Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges.
βSenior, take a look at this design first. I believe you absolutely wouldnβt pass it on to others. This blueprint is of a unique hidden weapon. Look it over in detail. This time we really did come to buy a batch of metal, as the former president and current sect elder, shouldnβt you give us a favorable price?β
Lou Gaoβs gaze was now already completely focused on that blueprint,
βAlright. Alright, Si Long, I leave it to you. Waive the service charge for anything they buy within the association. If itβs something from our association members, tell those fellows to drop it to eighty percent.β
βYes, teacher.β
With Lou Gaoβs status in Gengzxin City, who wouldnβt curry favor with him? Selling at eighty percent was nothing.
Tang San told Lou Gao:
βSenior, then weβll leave first. When weβre returning to the Tang Sect, Iβll call on you again.β
Lou Gao waved his hand, saying:
βAlright, you leave first. Oh, right, the auction is tomorrow night. There should be a lot of good things. Tai Tan, youβre familiar with the auction, you go by yourselves later.β
While speaking, Lou Gao was already carefully looking at the blueprint under the light of the spirit tool lamp. In his eyes, besides this drawing, there was no longer anything else. With his experience as divine craftsman, just a glance was enough to attract him to the hidden weapon described on the blueprint. Just like Tang San said, the thing illustrated in this design was far, far more exquisite than the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.
Out of Lou Gaoβs smithy, Oscar couldnβt help gathering next to Tang San, asking in a low voice:
βWhat blueprint did you give Lou Gao? Arenβt you afraid heβll really leak it? He is after all the blacksmith association president.β
Tang San smiled slightly, saying:
βDoesnβt matter, and Iβm not afraid of it leaking out. Thatβs only one third of the plans for the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle. It has no real importance.β
Indeed, speaking of hidden weapons, the difference between the Godly Zhuge Crossbow and the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle was far too great. But, in a practical sense, the craftsmanship was even more important for the manufacture of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow than the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle. How would the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle be so easy to make? If it was, it wouldnβt have been lost to the Tang Sect in Tang Sanβs previous world for so many years. First let alone the issue of craftsmanship, only the source silver of that deep sea sunken silver was a huge problem. Even if Lou Gao could find deep sea sunken silver source silver, how much could he find? And how many Torrential Pear Blossom Needles could he make then? Even if he actually succeeded, a few Torrential Pear Blossom Needles basically wouldnβt have any major effect on the Douluo Continent, But, mass produced Godly Zhuge Crossbows could.
This was an important reason Tang San left the most difficult to produce hidden weapons to Lou Gao. Besides, he firmly believed that, with the attraction of the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle, Lou Gao really wouldnβt have the presence of mind to figure this out. After all, he really was obsessed with the art of forging. Moreover, what Tang San gave him now was only one third of the designs. Lou Gao really was a bit sly, but if put to use, he would also be a huge help to the Tang Sect. The Peacock Plume, Torrential Pear Blossom Needle and Buddha Fury Tang Lotus Tang San worried about could be made. Even though he himself had experience, he also had to cultivate and couldnβt spend all his time on forging. And even though Tai Tan had the skill, he alone was still too few, let alone when he still had to supervise the overall situation. Now having a blacksmith association president, a divine craftsman, the circumstances were completely different. Tang San had already started to plot on how to use this fatty who wanted to steal the Tang Sect hidden weapon essentials.
Si Long didnβt know for what his teacher had decided to pass on his position, but as Lou Gaoβs chief disciple, he was extremely efficient, and showed nothing on the surface.
βVice president Tai Tan, itβs no longer early, Iβd like to invite everyone to eat lunch first. How about choosing metals afterwards?β
Tai Tan laughed out loud, saying:
βYouβre still so sensible, that old fellow Lou Gao doesnβt care about anything besides forging. Over these years, youβve been handling a lot of the associationβs affairs. That Lou Gao, really, he still has you continue your guard mission like this.β
Si Long smiled:
βThis is voluntary. If everything wasnβt done according to the rules, our blacksmith associationβs VIP auction wouldnβt be able to reach its present condition either. Speaking honestly, the blacksmith associationβs main source of income all comes from the auction.β
Tai Tan nodded, saying:
βI understand that, who asked our blacksmith association not to be appreciated. Letβs do it like this, here is a list of items, you ask the people below to procure them. I trust you.β
While speaking, Tai Tan took out a long ago prepared shopping list from his spirit tool and handed it over to Si Long. Indeed, as the blacksmith associationβs new president, if he wasnβt worthy of trust, then nobody was.
Si Long took the list, his eyes widening with just a glance at it, drawing a cold breath,
βVice president Tai Tan, Iβm not mistaken, right?β
The first item on the list was: iron essence, ten tons.
βIβve never even heard of anyone buying iron essence in tons. No wonder youβd come from so far away to Gengxin City for purchasing. Iβm afraid that thereβs no place in the entire continent besides our Gengxin City that might have this much iron essence.β
Tai Tan laughed out loud, saying:
βJust donβt forget our discount.β
Si Long wiped his suddenly sweat soaked forehead,
βSpeaking honestly, vice president Tai Tan, you should know the market price as well. If we really uniformly sell at eighty percent as teacher said, Iβm afraid that the blacksmith associationβs subordinate shops will all go bankrupt. How about this, Iβll give you ninety percent. This is already our manufacturing cost.β
Tai Tan looked at Tang San, and Tang San smiled slightly:
βAt that, we canβt let you work in vain. No need for a discount, I heard elder Tai Tan say that all kinds of metals are cheapest in Gengxin City. One kilogram of iron essence for one gold spirit coin. Weβll do it according to the market price. However, I hope you can gather all the metals we need in the shortest possible time.β
Tang San was no profiteer. Compared to an immediate profit right in front of him, he regarded long term cooperation as more important.
Si Long secretly heaved a sigh of relief,
βHow would I have such nerve. Say ninety five percent. A big client like you will always have some preferential treatment. Donβt worry, even though these metals are precious, they will all be prepared. They can all be collected within three days. Only, how do you plan to transport them?β
Tang San said:
βWeβll use spirit tools. If our own spirit tools are insufficient, weβll purchase two high capacity ones in Gengxin City. That should be good enough. Cash on delivery.β
This procurement trip was mainly about iron essence, but there was still pure silver, tungsten steel, profound iron, black gold, cold iron, gold essence, and so on. Tang San had calculated carefully. These metals were enough for the Tang Sectβs use for two years. As long as everything went smoothly, it would be enough to produce one batch of useful hidden weapons. Not only could they satisfy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Schoolβs requests and equip the Tang Sect itself, they could even stock up. As for who they would sell to, that would depend on the situation. Anyway, this was a piece of business with stable income and no loss.β
Si Long secretly calculated the total price of the metals. Even with his new position as president, he still couldnβt help his pulse accelerating, this was a huge sum! Just the associationβs commission alone would be a considerable wealth. Even more when they could prioritize the associationβs own shops.
He also saw that, within this party, Tang San was the true leader, and hurriedly gave an unreserved agreement. Such a big client, even without the relationship with Tai Tan, would still be valued by the blacksmithβs association. In fact, this piece of business would involve a frightening sum of more than two hundred thousand gold spirit coins. To a slump industry like smithing, this was already an astronomical figure. It was equivalent to the entire income for one year of business for the blacksmith association.
Leaving the blacksmith association, a smiling Si Long brought everyone to a restaurant not far away. Even if the outside world didnβt know he was about to succeed the position as association president, with his status as smith scholar, he was still one of the most respected guests here.
Entering the restaurant, the owner who originally stood behind a counter immediately came out, respectfully standing to the side,
βGreat scholar Si Long, youβve come. Please.β
Si Long wasnβt so polite when confronting outsiders, with an indifferent expression:
βThe old place.β
That proprietorβs expression immediately grew embarrassed,
βI-, Iβm sorry, great scholar Si Long, let me arrange a different place for you. That room has already been reserved by others today.β
Si Longβs brows wrinkled,
βManager, I want to entertain important customers today. Wonβt you give me that much face?β
The ownerβs forehead already showed a sheen of sweat,
βI donβt dare, I donβt dare, only, onlyβ¦β¦β
Si Long coldly said:
βOnly what?β
The boss lowered his voice:
βI really canβt afford to offend the person who reserved that room. Gran scholar Si Long, please understand. Itβs the Lord Spirit Hallβs people.β
Gengxing City was considered one of the lord cities within Star Luo Empire, therefore Spirit Hall naturally also had a Lord Spirit Hall here. Spirit Hallβs influence was enormous in the entire continent, they were in cities of almost every level.
Hearing it was the Lord Spirit Hallβs people, Si Long couldnβt keep his expression from growing somewhat ugly, but he still endured and looked at Tai Tan and the others next to him, without any resentful expression. Then he asked that boss:
βFine, manager, I wonβt make things difficult for you, find us another room.β
As if having received a great amnesty, that boss hurriedly smiled and nodded repeatedly,
βPlease, grand scholar Si Long, noble customers, today really is my fault, please blame me.β
This boss clearly was very conscientious. Further adding his humble appearance, even Si Long found it difficult to rebuke him.
But even if Tang San and the others didnβt plan to make trouble, that didnβt mean others wouldnβt.
Just when the party was preparing to follow the boss upstairs, an eccentric voice came from behind them,
βWho is this? So itβs great scholar Si Long! Weβll let you have this place!β
Everyone turned around to look. Among seven or eight Spirit Hall attendant uniformed people walking over, the man in the lead was roughly the same age as Si Long, his hair already grizzled, aquiline nose, small eyes, big mouth, his face as ugly as an air dried tangerine, and a disdainful expression. And the people behind him were each and everyone as if they hated they couldnβt overlook the sky, an arrogant aura overflowing in words and manners. No need to ask, Tang San still knew that these people were bound to be from Gengxin Cityβs Lord Hall.
Si Longβs expression dropped,
βBishop Meyers[1], what do you mean by that?β
The elder leading the Spirit Hall party, Meyers, showed a trace of a cold smile at the corners of his mouth, strolling forward,
βOh, nothing at all. Weβve all known each other for so many years, I just want to express my respect. You are a great scholar level smith. Do you all know what a great scholar level smith is?β
The last question was directed at the Spirit Hall crowd behind him.
These fellows cooperated very well, immediately someone replied:
βStill a blacksmith.β
Meyers laughed out loud, saying:
βThatβs right, still a blacksmith. Pitiful, even with more than seventieth ranked cultivation, youβre still a worthless tool spirit master. Si Long, itβs not impossible for me to let you have the room. As long as you persuade president Lou Gao to have your blacksmithβs association join our Spirit Hall. Wouldnβt that be a lot better for future development?β
Si Longβs face was already ashen with anger. Indeed, he really was a Spirit Sage level spirit master, but as a tool spirit master, he was like little Ao back then, without any attack power.
βMeyers, donβt forget, this is Gengxin City.β
Si Long spoke through clenched teeth.
Mayers laughed coldly,
βWhat about it? Let alone you, even Gengxin Cityβs lord has to be polite when meeting me. Fuck off. Good dogs donβt stand in the way.β
While speaking, he waved his hand. Immediately, a great force sent Si Long tumbling to the side.
However, Si Long very quickly found his balance, helped by Oscar. Si Longβs tumble naturally exposed Tang San and the others behind him, and Meyers immediately looked distracted. Not because he recognized them, but rather because his eyes fell on the two women among them.
Ning Rongrong with skin so smooth it seemed it might drip with water, Xiao Wu as pure as a lily, two great beauties appeared before him, and he couldnβt help being dazzled. Even as the master of Gengxin Cityβs Lord Spirit Hall, he could also be considered as having seen no few beautiful women, but beauty such as was before him now he had never seen, let alone come into contact with at close distance.
Swallowing visibly to everyoneβs naked eyes, Meyersβ expression immediately changed. The ice cold appearance from just now turned kindly, and added to his age, he really seemed a bit sanctimonious.
βSi Long, from where did you kidnap these two young ladies? En, really beautiful.β
While speaking, he directly turned and walked towards Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu.
Perhaps sensing the counterpartβs bad intentions, Xiao Wu subconsciously pulled back into Tang Sanβs embrace. Standing next to Tang San, Ma Hongjun was just about to move, but was held back by Tang San. But Tai Tan had already stepped forward to meet him, snorting angrily, hardly concealing the unreasoning spirit power fluctuations he released. Immediately, tremendous pressure abruptly blossomed like a tidal wave.
Meyers just preparing to raise his hand to touch Xiao Wu, only felt his chest tighten, and was uncontrollably forced back several steps, his face immediately growing alarmed. Looking at the tall Tai Tan and the imposing manner he released, he couldnβt keep his complexion from changing.
Spirit Hall could even be said to have influence overflowing Heaven, Meyers really hadnβt exaggerated, even Gengxin Cityβs lord had to show some consideration for him. The grandeur of a spirit master, and further adding the influence of Spirit Hall, he could even be called a local tyrant in Gengxin City. But, ultimately, he was still a spirit master. In the world of spirit masters, strength was the capital to speak. After feeling Tai Tanβs Heaven imposing manner, his completely frivolous expression immediately turned serious. The subordinates behind him could stand it even less and retreated one after the other before Tai Tanβs pressure, their faces turning pale one by one.
Meyers himself was a sixty something ranked Spirit Emperor, but he clearly felt that the old man in front of him wasnβt someone he could contend with, that tyrannical aura was at least two levels higher than his own. In other words, this old man should be a Spirit Douluo level power. In Spirit Hall, this would be strength equivalent to at least a cardinal. Even if they had the numerical advantage, facing a power like this they still wouldnβt be able to take the consequences.
βYour are?β
Meyers looked at Tai Tan with bewilderment and uncertainty.
Before Tai Tan could speak up, Tang San suddenly flicked one hand, a warrant tile flying out at Meyers.
Meyers subconsciously raised his hand to catch it. This time, his face turned deathly pale, his whole body trembling, the warrant tile sliding from his hand.
However, the familiar designs on that warrant tile were already deeply engraved in his mind.
Tang Sanβs indifferent voice echoed,
βIβm not in the mood to have my meal disturbed, so hurry up and fuck off.β
Meyers, as if he had received a general pardon, hurriedly stooped and picked up the warrant tile, deferentially handing it back to Tang San. Afterwards he signaled his subordinates, and unexpectedly lay down directly on the ground and humped his way outside[2]. At this time, for the sake of survival, he couldnβt pay any attention to face.
Seeing their elder do that, even though these spirit masters didnβt know what was going on, they werenβt idiots and knew that today they had kicked an iron plate, one by one following Meyersβ example and βfucking offβ.
Tang Sanβs warrant tile was naturally the one Tang Hao once gave to Grandmaster. After Tang San returned to Shrek Academy this time, Grandmaster had passed it on to him. Even though they were absolutely opposed to Spirit Hall, this warrant tile was still enormously effective. It was no wonder Meyers would be afraid, the warrant tile represented an elder level status. And Spirit Hallβs elders, which one wasnβt a Title Douluo? Further adding the pressure Tai Tan released before, an issue with his judgement immediately appeared. He knew the authority of the assembly of elders, that was an organization with the highest influence that even the Supreme Pontiff had to fear to some extent. Seeing that Tang San let him off lightly, he immediately fucked off. Once outside, he immediately ran off like a wisp of smoke, to the extent that he didnβt even dare look at the restaurant again.
Now, the entire restaurant was silent. Whether it was Si Long, the restaurant boss, or the customers, they all looked at Tang San as if they were seeing a monster. Tai Tan turned around and said to the restaurant boss:
βStill not leading the way?β
The restaurant boss then came to himself, his appearance immediately turning even more humble,
βNoble customers, please, please.β
Of course, the place where they ate turned into that room Si Long wanted from the start. Basically before Si Long could order dishes, the boss swiftly withdrew to arrange it.
The boss just left when Si Longβs expression couldnβt help sinking, looking at Tang San,
βYouβre Spirit Hallβs people?β
As Lou Gaoβs disciple, and a blacksmith association grand scholar level character, he naturally also recognized the the tile Tang San took out.
Before Tang San spoke up, Tai Tan already took the initiative to say:
βDonβt worry, you brat. Thereβs no relationship between us and Spirit Hall. If I had to say there was a relation, then itβs absolutely a hostile one. Iβll introduce you and youβll understand. This is miss Rongrong, from the Seven Treasure Glaze Tile School.β
Ning Rongrong had naturally also noticed that the blacksmith association and Spirit Hallβs relationship was an inharmonious one. Words could never explain as much as actions. Raising her right hand, along with a flash of gem like light, her Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared above her palm with dazzling luster.
Si Long didnβt pay attention to the treasure pagoda over her hand having nine levels, because he was already stupefied by those six dazzling spirit rings.
How old was Ning Rongrong? Among the Shrek Seven Devils, she was only a bit older than Zhu Zhuqing. Moreover, she had grown conspicuously small, nowhere did she seem like she was twenty. But on the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hand, those six dazzling spirit rings were distinct.
Ning Rongrong supplied what Tai Tan had held back,
βMy father is Ning Fengzhi.β
Si Long drew a deep breath, and couldnβt help viewing the people in front of him in a new light. He now understood why these people could prepare to buy so much metal without haggling over the price. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might be the richest sect in the spirit master world! Even Spirit Hall might envy their wealth.
Simultaneously, his gaze towards Tang San also changed somewhat. Clearly, in this party, Tang San was the leader. To get the Strength Clan to follow, to get the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School masterβs darling daughter to follow, what kind of status did a youth like that hold?
However, experienced in the ways of the world, he didnβt ask anything further. Only nodding silently, his whole body relaxed.
Ma Hongjun somewhat discontentedly asked Tang San:
βThird brother, why didnβt you let me teach those bastards a lesson just now? Didnβt you see how arrogant they were? Really ought to be put down.β
Tang San shook his head to Ma Hongjun, indifferently saying:
βWe canβt cause trouble for the blacksmith association. If you attacked, Spirit Hall would ascribe this debt to the association. When that time came, the association would be in trouble. I still want to keep cooperating with the blacksmith association, I canβt be that negligent.β
Oscar didnβt speak up, because he knew that Tang San absolutely wasnβt someone good at tolerating people, especially when that Meyers seemed like he wanted to defile Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu was Tang Sanβs taboo. He seemed calm right now, but what was hiding beneath that surface?
Listening to Tang San, Si Longβs gaze at him could no longer be described as just startled, it was even a bit reverent. Without a question, what Tang San said was correct. If they had really attacked just now, then Spirit Hall, who had always looked at the blacksmith association like a tiger watching its prey, would definitely swiftly and mercilessly retaliate against the association. Spirit Hall had always been looking for the chance, after all, this was Gengxin City, where the blacksmith association was deeply rooted. If Spirit Hall wanted to attack them without justification, that wouldnβt be so easy.
βThank you, young friend. I still havenβt asked, what is young friendβs noble name?β
Si Long said gratefully.
Tang San said:
βIβm Tang San. Senior Si Long, can you tell us about the blacksmith associationβs current relationship with Spirit Hall?β
Hearing Tang San mention Spirit Hall once again, Si Long couldnβt keep a chill from flashing through his eyes,
βWhat relationship? To Spirit Hall it seems like our blacksmith association is chicken ribs, tasteless as animal feed, discarding it is unfortunate, thatβs why theyβve never touched us. Youβve also seen how I and the junior disciples guard above the third floor of the association. Actually, with our status as spirit masters, that kind of guard is more of a symbolic gesture, expressing our respect to all visitors. But, now this guard has really changed into a defense against the outside. Recently, people have come one after another to cause trouble at the association. And theyβre all Spirit Hallβs people. Me, at the Spirit Sage level, the most I can do is give them a bit of pressure, Iβd be revealed if I tried fighting. Thatβs also why that Meyers just now was so arrogant towards me even his spirit power is lower than mine. Itβs because last time Spirit Hallβs people came causing trouble, they injured me. They now know that weβre all just tool spirit masters. This has always been giving us a headache.β
βActually, from what Spirit Hall itself says, they have no interest in our blacksmith association, after all, the difference between blacksmiths and spirit masters really is too great. Incorporating the blacksmith association is basically the idea of that bastard Meyers, heβs planning to get some extra income from us. After all, the total income of the blacksmith association in Gengxin City is quite considerable.β
Listening to Si Long, Tang San had a basic understanding of the relationship between the blacksmith association and Spirit Hall. Grasping Xiao Wuβs delicate hand, he smiled and said:
βThen, where is the Lord Spirit Hall of Gengxin City located?β
Si Long suddenly discovered that, when Tang San asked this question, his eyes clearly displayed an ice cold killing intent. And as that killing intent flashed past, even with his level he couldnβt keep from shivering.
βYoung friend Tang San, youβreβ¦β¦β
Tang San was still smiling,
βIβm just casually asking. After weβve eaten, Iβd like to trouble president Si Long to prepare the things we need as soon as possible. Oh, right, tomorrow we will also participate in the blacksmith associationβs auction. Iβd still like to trouble you to arrange it.β
Si Long nodded, and said:
βThatβs no problem. You are our big customers. The Lord Spirit Hall is in the eastern part of the city. Itβs a very distinct building, built even more splendid than the city lordβs mansion. The Lord Spirit Hall here has approximately forty spirit masters. Among them, Meyersβ level is the highest, roughly at the sixty third to sixty sixth rank. Among the others, there are also four above the fiftieth rank. The remainder are all common spirit masters below the fiftieth rank. The overwhelming majority are all at the twentieth and thirtieth rank. After all, this isnβt any important city. The allocation of members for the Lord Spirit Hall isnβt so generous.β
Tang San and Si Long looked eye to eye and, with mutual understanding, neither continued on the subject. But Tang San was still very satisfied with Si Longβs detailed description of the composition of Spirit Hallβs strength. This Spirit Sage level tool spirit master wasnβt the slightest bit slow!
The rest of the meal was extremely harmonious with the restaurant bossβ meticulous care, taking out practically the finest ingredients, carefully prepared by the best chef. Even if it wasnβt delicacies, it was still good value.
After the meal, even though the restaurant boss repeatedly expressed there was no need to pay, Si Long still paid five gold spirit coins. Even though that was still just the production cost, it was still enough to prove the difference between the blacksmith association and Spirit Hall. In fact, Meyers had never paid for his meal.
Si Long directly arranged a good residence for Tang Sanβs party, then went to take care of the metals they needed.
The residence was located on the other side of the blacksmith association, specially used by the association to receive guests, they offered their own inn. Even if it wasnβt considered luxurious, it was absolutely clean. For everyoneβs stay, Si Long specially ordered for the highest floor of the inn to be sealed off, and had everyone stay there.
Si Long had just stepped away when Ma Hongjun couldnβt help it any longer. He had naturally also seen something from Tang San and Si Longβs conversation, and now impatiently asked:
βThird brother, arenβt we going to teach those Spirit Hall fellows a lesson? They actually dared insult Xiao Wu and Rongrong, I get angry just remembering it. For all these years, when have we brothers ever put up with such anger?β
Nobody was an outsider, so Tang San didnβt need to conceal anything,
βSpirit Hall owes us so much, it should be about time for them to pay some interest.β
Ma Hongjun exulted,
βThen when do we move?β
Tang San had clearly already thought it over,
βAfter the auction ends tomorrow night. A moonless, windy, killing night.β
Tang Sanβs choice of time had clearly undergone reflection. Si Long needed three days to prepare, in other words, the necessary metals would be collected the day after tomorrow. And they could still try their luck in the auction tomorrow night. No matter how Spirit Hall wanted to retaliate, the day after tomorrow they would still be gone from here.
Tai Tan clenched his fist, his knuckles making cracking sounds;
βIβve long wanted to make some trouble for Spirit Hall. This isnβt our place either, putting them in order is fine too.β
Tang San looked at Xiao Wuβs empty eyes next to him, and he couldnβt keep the scene of Xiao Wu being surrounded by those Spirit Hall experts from appearing in his mind once again. The scene of Xiao Wu sacrificing herself to save him. The intense stabs of pain within him turned into killing intent that constantly eroded his heart.
Elder Tai Tan, you canβt appear tomorrow. Youβre too obvious, and we canβt let any rumors leak. Fatty, tomorrow you and I go. Just us two.β
Tai Tan hesitated a moment, then said:
βYoung master, there are after all several dozen spirit masters over there. You two, isnβt that a bit few?β
Tang San shook his head,
βTwo people is enough. One to kill, one to burn.β
[1] Meyers – (θΏε°ζ―)
[2] (ζ» gun) means to βget lostβ or βfuck offβ, but also means βto rollβ, and in the RAW Meyers accordingly rolled out of there. That works terribly when translated.
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