Chapter 27: The White Lamb's Horn
Zhang fat man named Zhang Nan, fat man this adjective although very appropriate, but in Changling's marketplace characters inside, but also only like Wang Taixu and a few other dare to call him so.
This Red Rhythm Building had already been surrounded by people from the two-story building when he arrived, and there were at least hundreds of people from the two-story building visible in the surrounding streets and alleys, with unknown numbers of archers and people who could pose a threat to cultivators ambushed in the shadows.
Inside the Red Rhythm Building, there were people playing tunes in the rest of the rooms, which came in through several walls, in turn making the atmosphere of this quiet room a bit weird.
Seeing that Wang Taixu didn't even say anything after he took his seat, Zhang Nan's fat face couldn't help but twitch slightly and said unhappily, "Wang Taixu, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd, we're the guests and you're the master, since you're here, what's the meaning of not saying anything?"
Looking at Zhang Nan's oily face, Wang Taixu's complexion didn't change much and smiled, "Although I'm the landlord, however today it's you guys who want to talk to me, not me who wants to talk to you guys, so naturally I have to listen to what you guys and I want to talk about."
Zhang Nan's face was slightly chilled as he snorted coldly and did not say anything.
Tang Jiu beside him, however, slowly raised his head, a pair of eyes filled with coldness and severity, landing fixedly on Wang Taixu's body.
"I started killing people when I was fifteen, and came to Changling with Xu Jin and Lin Qingdie when I was sixteen, and I don't know how much blood I shed before I climbed to this position today."
Tang Jiu said slowly and icily, "Of course I'm not afraid of death... so I came to see you today, not to beg you to let us Jinlin Tang live, but to tell you that even if you can kill me and all the brothers around me, you won't be able to keep all those businesses in your two-story building."
Wang Taixu calmly looked at this exceptionally cold and gloomy man and said indifferently, "And then?"
The fat meat on Zhang Nan's face slightly trembled, smiling somewhat awkwardly, "Wang Taixu, according to our old saying in the jianghu, it's to spare others, you guys died too many people some days ago, if you continue to argue and give the above a chance to directly intervene, then none of you will have any good fruit to eat. You are a smart person, know when to enter, when to retreat. You have killed so many people in Jinlin Tang, and you have gained enough leverage, so if you cooperate with Jinlin Tang next, you will only earn, not lose."
Wang Taixu smiled at his words and did not speak again for a while.
"Wang Taixu, what exactly do you say." Zhang Nan looked at Wang Taixu's appearance, and instantly became a little impatient, and droned in a deep voice.
Some sneer surfaced on Wang Taixu's face, he looked at this fat man seriously and sighed softly, "Fatty Zhang, you are also a smart person, and you are older than me, it is reasonable that you should understand that there are some things that we can't touch for a small person like us."
Zhang Nan's face grew more and more somber, and he said with a black face, "Wang Taixu you say it more clearly."
"Since you want me to make it clearer, then I'll make it clearer." Wang Taixu looked at him, his eyes cold: "You gave them to come as a lobbyist, obviously they also gave you some insight and promised you some benefits. But you should easily think clearly, our two-tiered building has been doing business in Changling for so many years, if we want to find a backer above us, are we still afraid of not being able to find one?"
"But why don't we find one?"
"People like us, and those powerful people in the temple hall can't be qualified to call themselves brothers and sisters? If we find a backer, we can only be a dog."
Listening to these words of Wang Taixu, a cold smile surfaced on Zhang Nan's face as he took a brocade handkerchief and wiped his sweat, coldly interrupting, "But you should also understand that for those nobles, there is no difference between our lives and a dog itself."
"Being a wild dog still allows you to bite people at will." Wang Taixu mocked, "Being a house dog but casually kill and cook just cook. Moreover, the backing is not necessarily solid, you don't even know if one day your backing will fall because of something and crush you to death in the process. You don't even know if your backer will fall because of something and crush you. So all these years, we two floors peacefully mixed in the muddy water at the bottom of the pond, careful not to stand under the door of any nobleman, it's not that I don't want to let the two floors to move up, but we were born to this kind of destiny, so that we can make a better life in peace. You a wild dog wanting to seek a piece of meat to eat from a tiger's mouth, even if the meat is more delicious this time, is it worth it to fill up your body and life?"
The meat on Zhang Nan's face shook once again, and he said in a chilling voice, "Nobles are also divided into sizes."
"How big can it be?"
Wang Taixu thought of what Ding Ning had said to himself earlier, and as he glanced sideways, he saw that Ding Ning was very quietly dealing with the several dishes on the table, eating in a very determined manner, so he couldn't help but chuckle again, "Nowadays, apart from Minister Yan and Minister Li, who are deeply trusted by His Majesty, the rest of them are no longer big enough to say that they will fall? Have you forgotten what happened during the two years before His Majesty ascended the throne?"
"Since you have said so, it seems that you are determined not to give in at all?" Zhang Nan took out another brocade handkerchief and wiped his sweat, his face calmed down instead.
Wang Taixu didn't look at him either, but instead looked at Tang Jiu and said, "If you come here today to beg me to spare you and your brother, I might be able to promise that as long as you guys never go back to Changling in the future, that's the biggest concession I can make."
"Is that so?"
Tang Xiao looked at Wang Taixu grimly and said, "If I had been present that day, you might have died. Our only mistake was that we didn't think that you were also a cultivator who had already reached the fifth realm."
Wang Taixu laughed, "There aren't that many ifs in the world, all I know is that the result is that I only lost one tooth, while the two leaders of Jinlin Tang are now lying in the dirt."
Tang Jiu didn't get angry because of this, instead his face flushed a strange peachy red color, he looked at Wang Taixu and said grimly, "You're very confident."
Wang Taixu smiled, "You need to introspect."
Tang Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over Ding Ning, who was concentrating on eating beside Wang Taixu, as well as the snowy-haired old man who had been quietly sipping tea ever since he had taken his seat, "It's just that I don't understand where your confidence comes from, based on the pretense of bringing a marketplace teenager from the Sycamore Falls, and a fortune-teller from under a bridge?"
Wang Taixu said seriously, "It's already enough."
"It was you who gave up your last chance."
Tang Jiu shook his head and said this with extreme indifference.
Then the wine cup in his hand fell.
At the same time his wine glass began to fall, Zhang Nan's eyes shot out substantial cold light.
"Do it!"
He let out a low drink.
In this quiet room, there were a total of eleven people before Wang Taixu and Ding Ning, as well as the snow-white haired old man who didn't say a word, entered.
Aside from four people, including Zhang Nan and Tang Jiu, the remaining seven people were all from the two floors.
Those who were able to qualify to sit here with Wang Taixu were naturally the most important figures of the Two Tier Building, his most trusted companions.
At the same time as Zhang Nan's low drink rang out, all seven of these people had already struck out.
Three of them, however, were striking out at the other four.
Wild winds roared, accompanied by countless mournful hissing sounds.
Zhong Xiu, who was wearing a purple light shirt beside Zhang Nan, flew lightly like a purple butterfly, and in the sleeve of his left hand, a mauve sword reached out fantastically, pointing at Wang Taixu's forehead without any pyrotechnics.
The table in front of Tang Liao split in four, and a large green-colored sword jumped up from his lap and landed in his palm.
Between a stern shout, Tang Yu moved forward in a completely straight line of advance, the true essence in his body surging into the sword to its fullest, the entire sword rippling with green waves, and in an instant, it was like a green wave blasting towards Wang Taixu's body.
The one-eyed dragon beside him, Tang Mengchen, who always hung his head low, raised his head at this moment, and also raised his arms.
Violent metallic vibrations instantly resounded from his arms.
Dozens of blue lights came afterward and enveloped Wang Taixu's figure.
In this instant, Zhang Nan did not make a move, still just sitting motionless.
Like the previous plan, he no longer had to make a move at this moment.
The three people who were secretly on their side were enough to be able to make the four people loyal to Wang Taixu unable to rescue Wang Taixu for a moment, and Wang Taixu, who had already been injured, could not possibly be able to block the joint assassination of Zhong Xiu, Tang Yu, and Tang Mengchen.
As long as Wang Taixu died, they would be able to control the situation here very quickly.
Thinking that one of the most important rivals in Changling City was about to fall before his eyes, it should have been an oily feeling of self-satisfaction and fulfillment, yet for some unknown reason, a strong uneasiness surged through Zhang Nan's body at this time instead.
The behavior of the old and young beside Wang Taixu was too abnormal.
At this time, Ding Ning was actually calmly chucking in vegetables.
On the other side, the white-haired old man was still holding a teapot and drinking tea.
In the room full of wind and rain at the moment, such a picture was too calm and too bizarre.
However, according to the news of those Wang Taixu's most trusted people in the two-story building, these two people were clearly ordinary people.
That teenager, was merely an ordinary city boy in the Sycamore Falls.
That white-haired old man was merely the fortune teller that Wang Taixu had met in the marketplace today. According to what those counts said, Wang Taixu only felt that this white-haired old man was immortal and Taoist, so he intentionally brought him around so that they would suspect that he was a powerful cultivator.
That was why in the previous conversation, Tang Qiu had said that Wang Taixu was being deceitful.
Because just like a gambler, all of Wang Taixu's cards had actually been seen by them.
Just now, why were these two behaving like this?
Zhang Nan's body was getting colder and colder, but countless drops of sweat were unconsciously gushing out from his forehead and body.
......
Wang Taixu sat without moving.
Instead, his right hand seemed to have suddenly disappeared into the air.
A piece of gray sword light densely covered his body.
It was a piece of sword light that was only a foot long.
The sword in his hand was also only a foot long, and with a somewhat blunt tip, it looked like a gray flat ruler.
He did not care at all about the lavender colored longsword that stabbed at his forehead, nor did he care about the green colored sword light that was used towards him like a big wave, but instead, he was incomparably focused on chopping and flying every blue light that shot in front of him.
It was at this moment that Zhang Nan couldn't help but let out a groan of fear from his throat.
It was because the thing he feared the most had appeared.
The teapot in the hands of the white-haired old man beside Wang Taixu fell.
A white sword appeared in his hand.
This sword's blade was thick and short, and when held in his hand, it was like a thick white ram's horn.
