After Bai Li Dong Jun begged and pleaded, with various promises of benefits, as well as personally brewed fine wines and liquors, Wen Nan Tian and Wen Hu Jiu, in agreement, decided to stay a few more days in Chai Sang City.
This was absolutely not due to their greed for Bai Li Dong Jun's personally brewed wine!
“Right, cousin, uncle, who is that person?”
At this moment, Bai Li Dong Jun noticed the figure wriggling like a maggot in the corner of the tavern. He frowned slightly, looking at the familiar attire, “This person looks so familiar.”
“Little Dong Jun…,”
Seeing Bai Li Dong Jun noticing Kui Zheng, Wen Nan Tian didn’t hide it and directly recounted the event of how he was attacked by Kui Zheng when he entered the Dong Gui Tavern, and how Bai Li Dong Jun and Si Kong Chang Feng were sent by the Yan Family to assassinate him. He further mentioned that he was also a target for assassination.
Wen Hu Jiu supplemented from the side about the grievances between the Gu Family and the Yan Family, as well as the reasons why Bai Li Dong Jun became a target for assassination, and said with profound meaning, “Nan Tian was right, your decision to leave home this time was too reckless. If your uncle and I, your cousin, hadn’t arrived in time, based on your identity, it’s hard to say whether you would be able to leave the Southwest Road alive.”
The Realm of Xiaoyao Tianjing was formidable, but that was all. If the title of the Marquis of the West could not intimidate, and the Yan Family was willing to pay the price to kill a Xiaoyao Tianjing, it wouldn't be a difficult task.
“I understand. Thank you, uncle. Thank you, cousin. I'll be more careful next time.” Bai Li Dong Jun nodded earnestly, knowing that Wen Hu Jiu and Wen Nan Tian were looking out for him.
“Haha, relax.”
Wen Nan Tian, with an expression of “you’re a promising lad,” patted Bai Li Dong Jun’s shoulder, “Since we’re here, you can relax and have fun during this time before we return to Qian Dong City. This tiny Southwest Road, even if the sky falls, your uncle and I will hold it up for you.”
Hearing this, Bai Li Dong Jun's eyes lit up, his previous gloominess swept away.
“Right, cousin, it’s been a while. You’ve become so strong.” Bai Li Dong Jun recalled what he saw at the Gu Family, unable to help but exclaim, “That Gu Jian Men, it seems he’s Ling Yun, one of the Eight Princes of Bei Li, with a formidable reputation. And that Dark River's Su… Su Mu Yu, yes, that Su Mu Yu, he's also very strong, yet you beat them both down in a few moves.”
Facing his cousin Bai Li Dong Jun's admiring gaze, Wen Nan Tian’s face was full of smiles, “Haha, be humble, be humble. I just defeated a Xiaoyao Tianjing and a Zizaijing, nothing much.”
“Wow, Xiaoyao Tianjing?”
Bai Li Dong Jun was no longer a novice. Along the way, Si Kong Chang Feng had vividly recounted many legends and feats about the Xiaoyao Tianjing. Hearing that one of the two people Wen Nan Tian defeated was a Xiaoyao Tianjing, he exclaimed again.
“Hmm?”
Wen Hu Jiu frowned.
“Tsk, there really are fearless ones.” Wen Nan Tian sneered, looking up, seeing several figures slowly walking towards the Dong Gui Tavern entrance.
“Huh? We have guests?”
Bai Li Dong Jun noticed Wen Nan Tian’s gaze, turned to look, and saw that those people outside were all his neighbors, and since he had been out for so long, he hadn't sold a single pot of wine. He was eager for some guests, to have them acknowledge his wine. Thinking that they had come to patronize his business, he instinctively stood up to greet them.
But just as he stood up, he was grabbed by Wen Hu Jiu, who had a dark expression, “Didn’t you hear what your cousin just said?”
“Cousin?”
Upon hearing this, Bai Li Dong Jun instantly realized, remembering that Wen Nan Tian had just said that those who had come were not guests, but fearless ones.
Connecting it with the assassin Kui Zheng, sent by the Yan Family, who was in the tavern, Bai Li Dong Jun immediately sat closer to Wen Nan Tian, feeling a little more secure.
“No!”
Wen Hu Jiu was almost amused. He, Wen Hu Jiu, was a top-tier expert in the Crown Ranking. What did this young fellow mean by feeling threatened and running to his cousin Wen Nan Tian? Did he think lowly of him?
“May I ask if Wen Hu Jiu, the Wen Family’s Wen Hu Jiu, is inside?”
“Yes.”
Wen Hu Jiu replied in a bad mood, still sulking at his nephew.
“We’d like to ask for a favor, is that possible?” Those outside continued to ask, not daring to enter the Dong Gui Tavern, obviously aware of Wen Hu Jiu’s reputation.
However, they did not expect that the Wen Hu Jiu sitting inside was the uncle of the person they wanted to kill.
“Ask me for a favor?”
“Yes.”
Wen Hu Jiu laughed angrily and stood up, ready to go out and poison those bastards outside. To dare to have designs on his nephew’s life and ask him for a favor? He would give them a favor and send them to meet Yama.
“Uncle, let me practice my hand. How about it?”
Wen Nan Tian stopped Wen Hu Jiu, knowing that if his uncle made a move, those outside would have no chance of survival, and would die a painful death. However, he had just entered the world and needed fame.
Even a mosquito was still meat.
“Alright!”
Wen Hu Jiu coldly snorted at the people outside and sat back down.
However, his actions made those assassins sent by the Yan Family outside believe that Wen Hu Jiu didn’t want to get involved in their matters, and was willing to give them a favor. Each of them sharpened their blades and exuded killing intent.
“Scram!!!”
Wen Nan Tian, seeing the assassins outside about to step into the Dong Gui Tavern, glared fiercely. As soon as his single word came out, his voice turned into a tangible wave of sound that crashed onto those outside.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Those assassins were caught off guard and all were knocked back, flying backwards.
“So strong!”
The Old Needle Lady and Yan Qian Sui, with their faces slightly changing, sensed something amiss and activated their energy to resist, but they were still shaken so that their feet left the ground and they were forced to retreat to the street outside.
This showed how formidable the young man beside Wen Hu Jiu was.
“Cousin, this is your tavern after all, I wouldn’t want to dirty your place.” Wen Nan Tian smiled and stood up, looking at the tea that had just been brewed in his cup, the steam rising, the aroma of tea filling the air.
Swish~!
Bai Li Dong Jun and Si Kong Chang Feng only felt a blur before they lost sight of Wen Nan Tian.
Wen Hu Jiu pointed, “Outside!”
The two immediately turned to look.
They saw Wen Nan Tian standing tall, like a mountain that wouldn’t yield, blocking the way of the group of assassins, “You have ten breaths of time.”
Yan Qian Sui and the Old Needle Lady, fearful, glanced at Wen Hu Jiu, seeing that he only had a look of watching a good show, not intending to make a move, their hearts settled.
“Humph, let’s go together.”
The few of them exchanged glances, their hearts hardening, and rushed towards Wen Nan Tian to attack.
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