Chapter 148

"Is that so?" Bai Lang sighed, "But boss, could it be that hiding a sword in the wonton stall is also your secret to doing business for twenty years?" Bai Lang had no qualms, anyway he sensed with his qi that there was no Innate Expert here; he was just the trouble here.

"Why go to such trouble, customer? It's rare to be muddled." The middle-aged man said, "I, a petty person, also need to defend myself—the times are not peaceful." This middle-aged man had a good temper; Bai Lang glanced at him and said nothing more, but this bowl of wonton ultimately went uneaten. Bai Lang took out a few big coins and placed them on the table, then prepared to leave.

"Maybe it's laced? I think it's quite possible." Bai Lang sensed something but didn't act; he felt this city seemed unfriendly to outsiders? Otherwise why would they deliberately give him a bowl of wonton possibly laced? Bai Lang didn't even look at how conspicuous a man he was—tall and big-built, although he deliberately restrained himself, he still had an aura, especially that face which was utterly striking; such a person, looked at horizontally or vertically, also seemed like a martial arts master.

In order to avoid accidents, knocking down such an expert is also possible, right?

Among those so-called 'commoners,' someone suddenly attacked again, and this time the target was those young people and my earlier 'companion'; moreover, among the assassins who were knocked down, two people suddenly rose from the ground and launched an attack simultaneously.

The wonton stall owner stood with hands folded, watching Bai Lang; Bai Lang furrowed his brows, because he felt that if he stepped out of the alley, the owner seemed ready to strike? This made Bai Lang very curious—perhaps this bowl, the owner is actually insurance? Commander? Anyway, today's show is indeed interesting.

In the blink of an eye, several of the young people had already fallen half to the ground, but two were still fighting—these were likely the two most skilled among them, one wielding a sword, the other using bare-handed martial arts, seemingly finger techniques.

After the sudden attack, these two young people's Lightness Skill was also excellent; a slight shift of the body dodged the attack, a sword and a finger thrust out, already able to stir a gang qi phantom—'Not far from Innate?' Bai Lang thought to himself.

These two young people quickly gained the upper hand, while Bai Lang merely shook his head and stepped out of the alley; then he felt a sharp sword qi from behind. Bai Lang turned halfway, the sword qi before him as clear and cold as moonlight—this middle-aged man's sword style bore no resemblance to his outward appearance.

He actually went straight for the kill—indeed, human life is worth nothing here!" Bai Lang formed a claw with one hand and directly grabbed at the sword light. The Internal Force of the Golden Bell Cover flowed, turning his arm into bronze-cast iron, and as his fingers closed he gripped the sword in his palm.

Although this middle-aged man's swordsmanship was quite good, with false and real moves naturally converting, he was not an Innate Expert, whereas Bai Lang was—so with Bai Lang's eyesight and qi sense he directly locked onto the true location of his treasure sword, and in one move gathered all the sword qi he emitted, like rivers returning to the sea, and pinched it in his palm.

Senior!" the middle-aged man exclaimed without shame, but before him a fist grew larger and larger, and after his vision went black he knew nothing more.

Bai Lang punched, exploding the middle-aged man's head; blood and brain matter splattered everywhere. 'What senior? If you're going to attack, don't chatter.' Bai Lang turned and left; as for the fight on the street, he had no interest in getting involved. It was nothing but gang assassinations and betrayals, and he indeed saw a blade-light like a waterfall, receiving that sword and finger.

Bai Lang let out a cold snort; the two combatants, as if struck by lightning, directly under the impact of an Innate Expert's aura clumsily exchanged a move, then quickly each chose a direction and fled. 'Tiger head, snake tail!' Bai Lang said, and he himself continued leisurely preparing to find a place to stay.

Wanting to be a small landlord in Ji City without living off one's savings requires money—does Bai Lang have money? According to Ye City's standards he has some; he really holds quite a few drafts—this is indeed troublesome, because many draft offices are local; if you want to use Ye City's money in Ji City, you either have to carry it yourself or exchange it bit by bit.

Exchanging also incurs a fee, and carrying gold and silver on the road is absolutely a foolish choice—Bai Lang doesn't want to lug hundreds of catties of gold on foot, even by boat it's the same. His method is to exchange along the way, gradually converting Ye City's drafts into those of the big cities en route, then into Ji City's drafts—during this process he has already lost over half his money......

'How could an Innate Expert lack money?' Bai Lang thought this quite normal; even if he entered official service, there would certainly be a settlement fee, and his stipend would definitely not be meager—Innate Experts only complain about too little, never too much. Bai Lang had also truly considered learning literary and martial arts to sell to the imperial household, merely needing to confirm how this world treats Innate Experts, and also his control ability.

Whoa! Indeed there is an Innate Expert! The distant Bai Lang sensed new breaths appearing where that place originally was, 'No wonder it's the royal capital—Innate Experts will eventually become as common as cabbage. Your club, without an Innate Expert, has nothing to show.'

Although he had earlier told Murong Hua and the others that he would go to the capital of Great Yan, Ji City, when he would arrive and how to contact his teammates afterward were still just optimistic talk. An optimistic estimate is that he'll have to stay here at least several months before he can meet his teammates—his teammates are all from prestigious families, not the sort he can just run off with casually.

'Maybe one can pick up some martial arts here?' Bai Lang opened a room in the inn, 'But it's expensive, indeed 'Long'an residence is not easy.' A plain ordinary guest room costs more than an upper room in Ye City. Bai Lang counted the money in his pocket; it seemed he could possibly afford a small house with a courtyard.

'Later I'll go find a broker; staying constantly at the inn is inconvenient...... but I still need to keep money for meals—never mind, I'll talk after seeing the broker.' Bai Lang made this decision.

Now he prepares to go out for a stroll; who knows what encounter might occur? Will Ji City's bookshop sell martial arts manuals? Will the martial arts hall here teach martial arts—pay and learn? All this deserves a look.

Bai Lang stepped out and wandered the bustling city, walking all the way to the true city wall; the looming huge gate here had people coming and going, it seemed the gate guards only taxed merchants bringing goods and wagons in, while ordinary commoners were not charged at all.

As Bai Lang walked past, those soldiers actually stood straight, showing a rather respectful demeanor. 'Is this? Is it the aura of my Innate Expert leaking out?' Bai Lang touched his face, he would rather believe it was due to his extraordinary handsomeness. Not long after entering the city, he saw a crowd thronging around a corridor, 'What's happening? What's happening?' Bai Lang also squeezed in to look.