Chapter 185: Killing the Chicken to Warn the Monkey?

The commotion caused by Lu Yu's arrival was truly too great, and this naturally alarmed everyone in the Shengda Merchant Guild.

At this moment, inside the main hall of the Shengda Merchant Guild, twenty or thirty Internal Strength Martial Artists were gathered together; some were sitting, some were standing, and the atmosphere in the entire hall was so heated it felt as if it were about to ignite.

"This guy, acting so ostentatiously, clearly doesn't hold our Merchant Guild in any regard at all," one martial artist said, slapping the table in anger.

"That's right, it would be one thing if he didn't join the Martial Arts Association, but since he joined and still acts like this, it's clear he wants to go against us. We must show him some real power."

"Show him some power? In my opinion, we should just kill the chicken to warn the monkey, so that all those freelance In-Jin Martial Artists in the city know that it's fine not to join our Merchant Guild, but if they dare to join the Branch, they had better be prepared to end up as corpses in the wilderness!"

"Speaking of which, didn't some of us go to cause trouble for that guy yesterday? How did that turn out?"

At this moment, a sarcastic voice rang out in the hall.

In an instant, the previously heated atmosphere suddenly went quiet, as if time had frozen.

Almost everyone, including Sheng Yuan who was sitting in the seat of honor, turned their gazes in unison toward the same direction.

Leng Chan and the other two suddenly felt as if needles were pricking their backs; their faces were as awkward as boiled shrimp, and they didn't know whether to sit or stand.

"It, it was those two people responsible for tailing him who pointed in the wrong direction," one of them stammered, their voice carrying a hint of guilt.

"That's right, it's all their fault; otherwise, that guy would have been dealt with by us long ago," another person quickly followed up, trying to shift the responsibility entirely.

"Is that so?"

Not far away, a giant of a man, whose physique was absurdly large—nearly one point nine meters tall with arms as thick as an ordinary person's thighs—spoke in a muffled voice.

"But how come I heard it was you yourselves who couldn't keep up, and then you came back and pushed the blame onto them?"

"Yeah, everyone is working for the Merchant Guild; failing to do your job and then scapegoating others, that doesn't seem very honorable, does it?" The others in the room, seeing this, all wore expressions of schadenfreude.

Wherever there are people, there is a world of conflict, let alone in a Merchant Guild where interests are so intertwined.

This giant was named Ning Wenzhu, also a Transformation Energy Martial Artist. He never had a good relationship with Leng Chan on a daily basis, and now that he had finally seized this opportunity to disparage Leng Chan in front of Sheng Yuan, it was only human nature.

As for the others, they were naturally happy to watch the spectacle.

"You surnamed Ning,"

Leng Chan slowly raised his eyelids, his tone icy, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want. If you think we're lying, you're welcome to bring those two people here, and we can clarify things in front of everyone."

"Fine, you said it yourself." Ning Wenzhu sneered; this was exactly what he had been hoping for, and a look of triumph flashed in his eyes.

"Enough."

Just then, Sheng Yuan furrowed his brows and said with a helpless expression, "What is the point of arguing about the past now? Furthermore, the other party is currently in Yongan City, and if nothing goes wrong, he will be leaving again this afternoon..."

"Brother Sheng," Leng Chan said hurriedly, his tone carrying a hint of urgency, "Last time it was just his good luck. This time I will personally watch him leave, and I guarantee there won't be any more accidents."

"Hard to say." Ning Wenzhu sneered again, then turned his head to look at Sheng Yuan and said, "Brother Sheng, I think it's better if our brothers go this time; we have a better chance of success."

The few people behind him immediately echoed his words, their chattering voices sounding like a flock of noisy crows.

The other Transformation Energy Martial Artists in the room saw this, exchanged glances, and wisely chose to remain silent.

After all, anyone with eyes could see that Ning Wenzhu and Leng Chan were at each other's throats.

If they stood up to take on this task now, they might end up offending both of them, which would truly be a loss that outweighed the gain; it was better to just watch the show quietly.

"You surnamed Ning, don't go too far!"

Leng Chan could finally no longer suppress the anger in his heart. His right hand exerted force, and with a crisp "Crack!", the handle of the chair instantly shattered into pieces, wood chips flying everywhere.

"Who are you trying to scare?"

Ning Wenzhu remained completely unmoved and said with disdain, "If it weren't for your incompetence, would that guy still be able to jump around here today? And let you go again? I'm afraid tomorrow, that person will appear in front of everyone again, bold and unconstrained."

"Exactly, Leng Chan, I think you guys should just watch from the sidelines; it's safer to leave this matter to us." One of Ning Wenzhu's followers also chimed in.

"Enough!" Sheng Yuan felt like his head was about to explode.

As the public leader of the Merchant Guild, he appeared infinitely glorious in the eyes of outsiders, but in reality, as the old saying goes, in a large forest, there are all kinds of birds.

He had to rack his brains every day to reconcile the conflicts between various small cliques, and only he knew the exhaustion that came with it.

"Since you are both so eager about this matter, then you can go and handle it together."

Sheng Yuan frowned and said impatiently, "In short, I only look at the results. If that guy can still appear in front of me tomorrow, then you lot can just pack your bags and leave the Merchant Guild; the Merchant Guild does not support trash."

"Yes." The corners of Ning Wenzhu's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smug smile.

Leng Chan's expression turned extremely ugly.

When it came down to it, yesterday's failure had significantly lowered his status in Sheng Yuan's heart, to the point that Sheng Yuan no longer trusted him to handle this matter alone, which was why he made him act together with the one surnamed Ning.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, and he secretly swore in his heart:

Martial Arts Association, is it?

One day, I will finish off every single one of those In-Jin Martial Artists inside!

……

Martial Arts Association, Yong'an City Branch.

In a secret room decorated with extreme simplicity and entirely white, a uniquely shaped black briefcase was placed.

This briefcase was about two meters long and wide, and about one meter high, looking heavy and mysterious.

Following Song Tian's instructions, Lu Yu gently placed his thumb on the sensing area of the combination lock, then passed the facial recognition system's verification. With a soft "beep," the briefcase slowly opened.

When he saw the items inside, Lu Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, a flash of irrepressible surprise appearing in his eyes.

Inside the briefcase, two bows were neatly placed vertically, carefully separated by foam between them.

Next to each bow was an exquisite quiver, filled to the brim, the arrows inside shimmering with a cold light.

Lu Yu turned around and looked at Song Tian, his eyes filled with a questioning look.

Song Tian smiled and nodded, saying: "That's right, this is the surprise I told you about on the phone. After headquarters learned of your requirements, they not only sent you a bow with a five-thousand-jin draw weight, but also an extra bow with a ten-thousand-jin draw weight, in preparation for your future needs."

"Ten, ten thousand jin..." Lu Yu felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

He had originally been sighing to himself, worried that the five-thousand-jin draw weight bow wouldn't be able to fully unleash his strength.

He never expected that in the blink of an eye, a ten-thousand-jin draw weight bow would be placed before him; this was exactly like someone bringing a pillow just as he was getting sleepy.

"Yes, that's why I said headquarters values you quite highly. Just this ten-thousand-jin draw weight bow alone is worth far more than a 40mm Machine Cannon," Song Tian said with emotion.

Clearly, the Headquarters was also worried that such a talented figure would be poached by a merchant guild, which is why they invested such a huge amount of capital.

If Lu Yu performs even more outstandingly in the future, I fear the Headquarters' investment in his cultivation will be even greater!