Chapter 224

Li Xin arrived at Wanwan; why didn't he go to pay respects to the mountain gate that day?

The Hung Gate also has its own rules: brothers who come to this pier from outside the pier can simply perform the "pay respects to the pier" within three days.

If he exceeds this time limit, then Li Xin has broken the rule.

This time Li Xin received an invitation that specifically named him and told him to come pay respects to the mountain gate; as long as he arrives and pays respects within three days, it's fine.

Unlike the master-disciple relationship of the Qing Gang, within the Hung Gate there are no masters or seniority, only elder brothers and brothers.

Within the Hung Gate there are many elder brothers, each with his own territory, commonly called a 'pier'. The Hung Gate claims to be 'one family under heaven', and all brothers inside the gate must help each other.

The next day,

In front of the ritual hall of West Hua Mountain.

Li Xin arrived as promised with Bo Shu and Yao Wen; an old man stood with his hands on his hips making a gesture. On both sides of the gate, two rows formed, with thirty-six people standing.

Bo Shu stepped forward and made the same few gestures in reply; this was their sign language.

This is the saying 'a family with an elder is like having a treasure'; many of the Hung Gate's secret phrases, Li Xin simply couldn't understand!

These gestures mostly come from the 'Three and a Half Incense', using hand gestures to represent: the little finger is the first incense, the ring finger the second incense, the middle finger the third incense, and the index finger and thumb joined together form a circle.

This circle represents roundness; when the index finger and the three fingers become parallel, it is only half a segment, so it can only be called half an incense.

After completing the set of procedures, the welcoming elder loudly said: 'Hung Gate Brothers have high righteousness, embracing the sun and moon to show heroes, overturning heaven and earth with cloud‑hand, the phoenix spreads its wings to battle the golden turtle, the earth shakes the high ridges, the streams and mountains are beautiful, the three rivers' waters flow for ten thousand years, brothers within the gate know each other, the phoenix sees the paulownia and nods three times.'

Welcome brothers!

On both sides, thirty-six people shouted loudly: 'Please!'

Li Xin's position on Hongfa Mountain is Second Route Marshal, second only to the Incense Chief Jiang Tian Sheng.

So after they finished speaking, Li Xin placed his left hand over his right hand and returned the salute to everyone.

As for this little display from West Hua Mountain, Li Xin didn't take it to heart; the etiquette was observed.

But he also showed no fear, taking Yao Wen and Di Zhong Hai to the hall. Today's occasion is not suitable to bring Jianjun and his brother.

Upon arriving at the hall, they saw West Hua Mountain's Mountain Chief Wen Tong Biao sitting in a chair, with no intention of standing up; this was a bit over the top!

After all, Li Xin is the Second Route Marshal of Hongfa Mountain, but Wen Tong Biao gives him no face at all!

Li Xin also didn't indulge him; first he clasped his fists in a salute, then he glanced at Di Zhong Hai.

As an old hand in the jianghu, Di Zhong Hai understood Li Xin's meaning.

He turned around, picked up a chair, placed it behind Li Xin, and said: 'Big Brother! Please!'

After Li Xin sat down, he crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and looked at Wen Tong Biao asking: 'Is this how the Mountain Chief of West Hua Mountain receives guests?'

Wen Tong Biao already had a grudge against Li Xin; seeing his attitude, he became furious.

He stared fixedly at Li Xin and said: 'Hung Gate Brothers have no seniority distinctions, but there is seniority; are you treating the Hung Gate elders like this?'

Li Xin smiled slightly and cheerfully said: 'Since Mountain Chief Wen knows that Hung Gate Brothers have no seniority, he should all the more set an example, giving me this junior a demonstration—first the cart, then the tracks; I'm merely learning from my seniors—what's wrong with that?'

Sharp-tongued!

Wen Tong Biao gave a cold snort, his face looking even worse; he asked in a deep voice: 'Marshal Li, doing things in Wanwan, you didn't even say hello—are you not putting the Hung Gate Brothers in your eyes? That's too presumptuous!'

As soon as Wen Tong Biao finished speaking, the West Hua Mountain disciples standing in the corners of the room stepped forward in unison, forming an encirclement around Li Xin and his companions.

Di Zhong Hai and Yao Wen clenched their fists, ready to strike at any moment; Bo Shu retreated a few steps behind Li Xin, so that if a fight broke out, he could still let A Xin step in.

Old arms and legs, can't take a beating!

Li Xin replied disdainfully: 'Presumptuous? This is just the beginning; when I'm even more presumptuous, you haven't even seen it! Mountain Chief Wen, do you want to witness it?'

As soon as Li Xin finished speaking, all the West Hua Mountain disciples in the room glared at him angrily; if looks could kill, he would already be chopped into countless pieces.

Wen Tong Biao was so angry he trembled; this time he had only intended to give Li Xin a little lesson, but he didn't expect this kid to be so arrogant.

In the West Hua Mountain ceremonial hall, he actually dared to threaten him—how outrageous!

However, the twenty-fifth article of the Hung Gate Thirty-Six Oaths states that after joining the Hung Gate, brothers must eliminate past grudges and old grudges; if violated, they will be struck down by five thunders.

Wen Tong Biao also can't start a fight here, otherwise West Hua Mountain's reputation would be ruined, but there are other ways to resolve it.

He directly stood up, stared at Li Xin and asked: 'I've heard Marshal Li's martial arts are formidable; if so, how about a martial arts duel between the two mountains? Dare to accept?'

Li Xin looked at Wen Tong Biao, laughed heartily, and countered: 'Mountain Chief Wen! Do you know what position I hold in Prosperity?'

White Paper Fan!

After Wen Tong Biao said that, he regretted it, his face turning even paler from anger; how to do this? Find a white paper fan to duel with him?

Is this fucking a joke?

Even if you add up all the white paper fans West Hua Mountain has, it's just like serving vegetables!

Wen Tong Biao's face fluctuated between gloom and clear, his chest heaving unevenly; it's clear he was greatly angered by Li Xin, with big emotional swings.

Li Xin saw the moment was ripe, changed his tone, stood up, clasped his hands and said: 'Mountain Chief Wen, your kind intentions are hard to refuse; I'll obey rather than show respect—let me witness the skills of all your brothers.'

I come from the White Paper Fan background; my skills are surely inferior to those of West Hua Mountain's brothers; I hope you all will show mercy.

Li Xin directly pushed Wen Tong Biao into a corner; this time, whether they fight or not, they'll lose face.

After all, when statuses are equal, the jianghu still relies on fists to speak; if your fist is big, whatever you say is right; otherwise you can only shut up.

This time coming to Wanwan, Li Xin had prepared himself; if they don't fight, this matter definitely won't pass, and he can't let them lose too much face.

What West Hua Mountain wants is face; Li Xin will definitely give them that, but that's after the fight; directly making him back down and admit fault is absolutely impossible.

Arriving at the open space outside, Li Xin took off his outer clothes and shirt, threw them to Di Zhong Hai, leaving only a black tank top, clearly revealing his sturdy upper body.

No need to fight; just looking at his muscles shows he's absolutely a fighting expert; such distinct muscle definition can't be obtained from regular fitness training.

Looking at Wen Tong Biao, he said: 'Since it's a martial arts duel between the two mountains, let me witness West Hua Mountain's five passes and six generals, please!'

Although West Hua Mountain has supposedly turned to politics, there are still a dozen or so red sticks; his words had just fallen.

Five people stepped out from behind Wen Tong Biao, and another six walked out from the thirty-six people at the door just earlier.

The best fighters of West Hua Mountain stepped forward voluntarily, all wanting to give Li Xin a lesson; this bastard is too arrogant!

However, none of these people looked down on Li Xin; a person's name carries weight, like the phrase 'Immortal Trust' in its size.

Throughout Southeast Asia, his name is well-known; he's no nameless nobody.

Although he's a paper fan, his fame is hard-earned!

(Brothers also know, tomatoes aren't paid by word count, but brothers are giving face, A Biao also can't be unreasonable. Chapter four, extra update! Click the urge-to-update and free gifts a bit, the room is full of smoke, everyone's been kicked out of the bedroom, damn it, A Biao has it rough!)