Chapter 350: Golden Wheat Chamber of Commerce and strange motives

The blacksmith's roar exploded on the scene like thunder.

His burly body filled with muscles trembled because of the overly intense emotions in his heart, and the hatred and resistance in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

It was as if this plump, round-faced man in front of him was not a stranger who had caused a dispute and contradiction because of inquiring about news, but an enemy who had been at odds for a long time.

And what was even more strange was.

With the situation developing to this extent, the onlookers who had remained silent since the beginning still had no obvious actions.

Neither did any acquaintances of the blacksmith step forward to persuade, so as not to let the situation escalate to a level difficult to control; nor did any pure passersby worry about being affected and turn around to leave the scene.

The atmosphere changed quietly.

If it could be described as "indifferent onlookers" before, the cold atmosphere gradually permeating the crowd right now had already exceeded the category of "onlookers."

Their eyes became sharp in silence, their bodies leaned forward slightly, showing an aggressive posture, as if there was some invisible resonance permeating among them.

No insults, no shouting.

But it was precisely this cold, dead silence that was more suffocating than the noise.

It was as if the person Holake was arguing with right now was not the blacksmith alone, but all the residents of Sheep Horn Town on the scene.

Xia Nan didn't know the ins and outs of this matter, and it was difficult to judge the specific reason that caused the onlookers' attitude to undergo such a huge change in a short period of time.

But when he saw the blacksmith's arm trembling, slightly raising the forging hammer.

He knew that he couldn't let the situation on the scene develop like this anymore.

As guards hired by the caravan, the three adventurers just exchanged glances and made the same judgment.

Dwarf Solting almost rushed out in front of everyone on the scene, blocking between the wealthy merchant and the blacksmith.

Whether it was a shield or a prism hammer, he didn't take it in his hand; this straightforward Dwarf man interrupted the rhythm of the dispute that was originally intensifying through his standing position and body.

Although with Solting's height, he basically wouldn't cause much impact on the vision of the two, the sudden intervention of the third party during the quarrel also interrupted the original rhythm of the increasingly intense quarrel.

Margaret let the caravan steward beside her drag Holake to the rear, and while protecting the other party, also signaled the merchant with her eyes to calm down and not intensify the contradiction again.

As for Xia Nan... his outstanding physical fitness allowed him to flash to the blacksmith's side in just a few steps.

His keen perception ability allowed him to clearly know that this burly blacksmith was just an ordinary person, so the long sword didn't leave its sheath.

He reached out, gently pressed down the hammer head the other party raised, and whispered a reminder to calm down.

The blacksmith was in a state of abnormal anger because of Holake's words; feeling the resistance of the forging hammer in his hand, he lowered his head and saw the palm on the hammer surface, and his gaze also followed upward.

Then he saw the dark silver iron armor that was excellent at a glance, the two sword sheaths protruding from behind, and a pair of cold, deep eyes that were black and sharp.

Like a basin of cold water poured from the top of his head, the anger in his heart instantly froze and extinguished.

Even if he was just an ordinary blacksmith with relatively average skills who had never forged enchanted equipment.

After all, he was an insider, and he could clearly recognize the expensive and excellent equipment worn by the youth in front of him.

And at the same time, the condensed momentum emitted by the other party itself was definitely not something that could be possessed by those bottom-level adventurers who struggled to survive in the forest.

The ferocity in his eyes dissipated instantly, leaving only a clarity with a trace of ignorance.

The intervention of three professional-level adventurers controlled the situation on the scene in the blink of an eye.

And the appearance of Xia Nan and others also allowed Holake, who had been slightly out of control before, to calm down quickly.

Breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently, but the paranoia in his eyes had already dissipated.

Standing in place, his gaze swept over the crowd that was slightly restless because of the sudden entry of adventurers, and he looked deeply at the burly blacksmith who was no longer as manic as just now.

He didn't intend to use the power of Xia Nan and others to forcibly suppress the townspeople.

Holake

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

"Let's talk about the specifics later; let's return to the inn first."

"..."

The ins and outs of this conflict were very simple, or at least not complicated according to Kukunuer's explanation.

At the time, after he had settled the several adventurers in the "Cashmere Rust Nail" inn, he was anxious and took his assistant to town to inquire for information.

Thinking that the blacksmith in Yangjiao Town might know more about mineral items like gems, and having already obtained some information about its origin from the seller when he won the pastel gem at auction in Niumu, he went directly to the burly blacksmith with whom he had just had the dispute.

But unexpectedly, after mentioning that he had come for the gem, the attitude of the blacksmith, who had been quite amiable, took a sharp turn for the worse. Even when Kukunuer offered a large sum of money, the man refused to speak and even tried to drive the two of them out of the shop, using highly aggressive language.

Kukunuer was furious for a moment, which led to the verbal altercation with the other party.

The steward accompanying him could not persuade him, and seeing more and more passersby gathering, he feared the situation would escalate, so he rushed back to the inn to seek help from Xia Nan and the others.

"Thank you all for just now; otherwise, I really wouldn't have known how to get away."

In the inn lobby, Kukunuer had returned to his usual calm demeanor, though his collar and back, soaked with sweat, revealed his recent embarrassment.

"The mission isn't over yet; it's only right."

The dwarf Suoerding waved his hand and replied with a grin, quite heartily.

Kukunuer, however, only gave a rather forced smile, his face showing exhaustion.

"I'm a bit tired; anything else... let's talk about it at dinner."

"I'll go back to my room to rest first. You can use this time to go out and look around—though the scenery here isn't as good as River Valley Town."

Making a joke to the group while feigning ease, Kukunuer said his goodbyes and walked up to the second floor.

Standing to the side, Xia Nan withdrew his gaze from the figure gradually disappearing at the end of the stairs, his expression thoughtful.

He glanced at the serious caravan steward who was also watching the merchant's back.

After pondering for a moment, he gently patted the other's shoulder and asked:

"Are you busy right now? Do you have time for us to... have a chat?"

"Cashmere Rust Nail" inn, first-floor private room.

"So your boss's main business is actually all in Niumu, and this is his first time in the Subin Province?"