Chapter 98: The Situation in Chizhong

A sneaky figure, with the help of a companion, climbs the courtyard wall with difficulty.

"Brother, do you think there will be food here?"

A dirty little girl below asks in a low voice.

"Definitely!"

The boy climbing the wall guarantees: "I heard the steward of the Tianlong Gang say a few days ago that this place was rented out for more than a month, and I only saw people the first time. The owner of the house hasn't been here for a long time. Maybe like those heroes on the street, they have long since disappeared."

"Maybe there is some millet left inside."

He can't help swallowing his saliva, and his stomach rumbles a few times.

After a lot of effort, he climbs onto the courtyard wall. Before he has time to see anything, he screams "Mom!" and falls downward.

It is a middle-aged swordsman with a face full of wind and frost, who doesn't know how long he has been standing here, silently watching his head poke out of the courtyard wall.

His body feels light, and he feels his back being grabbed by something, his head almost touching the ground.

"Hero! Spare my life! I just came over to see if there is anything in your house that needs cleaning, not..."

The little boy's face turns pale, thinking of the rumors in the neighborhood. He wants to say something else, but his body feels heavy, and his eyes blur. He sees his sister's face.

"It has nothing to do with my sister..."

"You are from that family."

A hoarse voice comes from Jiang Ding's mouth, changing the muscles in his throat with the martial arts he checked, and he points to a house in the distance: "Why do you look like you've been hungry for a long time."

Although the courtyard is remote, he has scouted the nearest houses with drones and has the most basic intelligence.

For example, the siblings in front of him, their mother is a small business owner, their father is at the bottom of a gang, and although life is difficult, they can still maintain food and clothing.

The boy's eyes turn red.

"The God Sword Society has been expanding wildly in the city recently. The Tianlong Gang where my father was couldn't hold on at all. People from the God Sword Society rushed into my house, killed my father and mother, and snatched away the valuable things in the house."

"My stomach is really hungry, hero, please treat us siblings as a fart and let us go!"

He looks like he is eight or nine years old, but he is like an adult, speaking smoothly and logically.

Jiang Ding is silent.

At this age, he was still in elementary school, and his daily routine was fighting over the remote control with Jiang Yuan.

"Accompany me for a meal."

He walks slowly toward the nearest restaurant.

The little boy is stunned and excited, pulling his sister's hand to follow behind.

"Thank you, hero, thank you, hero!"

Tianlong Restaurant.

This is one of the main industries of the Tianlong Gang in this street area. Many people with some spare money like to come here to eat, and big and small Jianghu people also like to gather here.

"Where did these two little beggars come from!"

The waiter has sharp eyes and spots the siblings who are timid in the crowd and dare not get too close to anyone, shouting loudly.

Just as he is about to move to drive them out, a pitch-black sword sheath appears on his chest at some point, his body stiffens, and he is strangely unable to move.

"They are my guests."

A swordsman in his forties with a face full of wind and frost says hoarsely, and the sword sheath leaves the waiter's chest.

The waiter's body immediately returns to normal, and cold sweat flows down: "Hero, I have eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai, please forgive me."

The surrounding Jianghu people see this move and have a few more fears of this middle-aged swordsman.

Jiang Ding ignores the others, walks to a position by the window, sits down, and orders a cup of green tea.

The little boy takes his sister and sits down uneasily, looking around from time to time, not quite used to this place.

"What do you like to eat?"

Jiang Ding asks softly. He won't eat the food of this world, so the following dishes are all for them.

"We love everything! Hero, our lives are cheap, we like everything!"

The little boy says hurriedly.

Jiang Ding calls the waiter, orders a table of small dishes without wasting, including meat and vegetables, and packs two bags of meat pies.

Symbolically touches a dish of pig head meat with chopsticks, and while the siblings can't help but wolf down the food, he puts the chopsticks on the table and looks at the street outside the window.

"The God Sword Society has sent people again. Tianlong Gang leader Duan Kun was beaten and injured on the street yesterday, and more than ten people died. I think the Tianlong Gang will become a branch of the God Sword Society tomorrow."

"Duan Kun should have surrendered."

"It's fine if he surrendered. If the protection fee is more, it's more."

After three rounds of drinking, many drinkers can't help complaining.

"It's all the fault of that 'Ten Flower Sword Immortal', a dignified Primordial expert, just kill whoever killed her son! The Chizhong Mansion Prefect and all the heads of major forces are dead. When will this gang fighting end!"

"Shh, after all, she is a Primordial powerhouse, even the royal family is not afraid..."

"So what if she is Primordial? If it continues to be so chaotic, I might lose my life tomorrow or the day after, afraid of a fart!"

An old Jianghu man sighs.

"That person has gone completely crazy."

"A few days ago, news came from Yuejing that 'Ten Flower Sword Immortal' broke into the palace at night, intending to assassinate Princess Qinghe but failed, and escaped with serious injuries. Even the royal family's Primordial guest could not keep her."

"Not only that, she broke into the Qingniu Palace and the Prajna Temple one after another, wanting to invite the two grandmasters to strictly investigate the organization behind the assassin who assassinated 'Hundred Flower Young Master' Wan You, but both failed. If it weren't for the fact that these two holy places have grandmasters sitting in town, she would have turned against them!"

"She actually did a good deed. Those corrupt officials deserved to die, but she was too anxious... instead, it became a bad thing."

Another swordsman with a scar on his face says.

"I heard that Marquis Zhendong has already occupied the four states of Dongzhou, Yanzhou, Wuzhou, and Qinzhou with the help of the Wolf God Sect, and is sharpening his weapons. If Chizhong continues to be so chaotic, I think it's better to just give it to Marquis Zhendong."

"Why don't we all go to join the army and be a public marquis for a hundred generations in the future? Isn't it better than killing each other in the Jianghu without knowing if we'll live to see tomorrow?"

Everyone looks sideways at the scarred swordsman.

This is not even hiding it; he must be a spy for the Marquis's mansion.

"I said how the God Sword Society people suddenly stood up straight, so they surrendered to Marquis Zhendong!"

Many Jianghu people sneer, seemingly having escaped from the Dongling Mansion by luck.

"Surrendered to Marquis Zhendong, and then the whole family, including themselves, will be thrown into prison and killed? Even the heroes of the Dragon and Phoenix List have been killed by that dog Tang Wang for more than twenty. Who dares to join?"

"So it's a stray dog! If it's really as you said, where did the huge number of generals in the Marquis's army come from?"

The scarred swordsman smiles disdainfully, but he admits it.

Other Jianghu people look at him fearfully and dare not speak.

Once the Chizhong Mansion falls, if they don't want to leave their hometown, they might have to join this God Sword Society to protect their wives and children.

Jiang Ding looks at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly his expression moves.

From the drone perspective, teams of red-armored iron cavalry enter the city in neat formations, their swords and guns shining, their armor thick, and there are many of them.

They escort important figures into the Prefect's Mansion all the way, and quickly take over the guards of the city, closing the city gates.

After stabilizing the city defense, without a moment's delay, with the assistance of Jianghu martial artists from nowhere, a large number of elite troops rush in several directions.

"After such a long chaos, the imperial court's people finally came?"

Jiang Ding guesses.

Chizhou is the gateway to Yuejing. If they don't want Marquis Zhendong's blade to reach the gates of Yuejing, they must hold Chizhou, especially the Tielong Pass, the gateway between Chizhou and Dongzhou.

I am afraid these imperial elites rushed over as soon as they received the news of Marquis Zhendong's rebellion, and just happened to encounter the turmoil caused by the Primordial Wan Qianyu.

Regardless, the chaotic situation in Chizhou is about to calm down.

After the siblings finished eating, Jiang Ding sent them home without hiding his tracks, which was considered a slight deterrent to the surrounding neighbors to avoid being robbed.

He also gave a small bag of copper coins for future food purchases.

This has some risks, but with this little boy's smoothness, he should be able to handle it.

Jiang Ding thinks silently, he has to leave here. ===== CHAPTER 99 =====