Chapter 47

Chapter 46. Blue Sea Martial Journey (2)

"We will soon arrive at Daifeng Guesthouse."

The coachman, who had been leading the horses, informed them through a small window the size of a fist.

Xue Hui briefly acknowledged the information.

Then, he once again confirmed the text below his gaze.

'Is this a way to return to the room...?'

Not long after the carriage started moving, he discovered a new window.

Below the upper section.

The words [Return] appeared, which had not been there before.

It seemed as easy to return as it had been to instantly move to this area.

It was a convenient ability in many ways.

"So, what you're saying is..."

Xue Hui looked at Shitou, who had been talking for a while and then fell silent.

"Even if he hides, you can still catch that pervert, right?"

Shitou nodded.

"Yes. I've lived with that guy since we were young. Even if his face has changed, his habits and actions haven't."

"Hmm."

"And while we're on the topic, that guy really deserves to die. He used to tell me every day that I couldn't get a girlfriend because I was ugly, and that just looking at me made him feel bad..."

"Ah, I heard that countless times earlier."

Xue Hui shook his head.

It seemed the pervert had bullied him a lot.

Still, the question 'Is it a sin to not get a girlfriend?' was quite fresh.

'Jieming, that guy was the same.'

He had hit him countless times, saying he was unlucky and in the way.

Thinking about it made his anger rise again.

Now, he probably wouldn't be able to hit him with just one punch, but once the mission was over, he could go and beat him up.

This time, he would be alive and healthy.

Rattle, rattle. Creak.

The carriage stopped, signaling their arrival.

Xue Hui got out first and naturally surveyed the surroundings.

"Ah..."

He couldn't continue speaking for a while.

Seeing the dense crowd gave him an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Merchants selling goods and people haggling.

Children playing in the corner and vendors selling snacks nearby.

Buildings packed together on various streets and vendors selling vegetables in front of them.

'Almost 30 years, right?'

It must have been.

Originally, he was the son of a butcher, living in a master's house.

His parents died when he was 10, and by the time he started working, he was doing all the odd jobs.

One day, while barely surviving like a dog.

They came.

- Do you want to learn martial arts?

He was lured to the Devil Sect by those words.

He didn't realize then that his life as a butcher could fall even lower.

"Sir Xue Hui..."

Shitou's voice, following him out, brought Xue Hui back to his senses.

Yes, there was something he needed to do now.

Since he would be traveling to and from the Central Plains countless times in the future.

"Let's go. For food."

A large three-story guesthouse was visible across the street.

Xue Hui entered with Shitou.

* * *

Clang! Clank! Clank!

The atmosphere at Daifeng Guesthouse was tense.

Two sword schools, which usually had a deep-seated enmity, were fighting here.

Interestingly, the cause of their fight was a woman's attention.

"Miss Zhu, shouldn't we stop this?"

As the fight grew, Yan Zhi said anxiously.

She had entered the guesthouse with her close friend, Zhu Suhui, only to find the two young masters of the problematic sword schools sitting together.

The situation didn't just pass.

The young master of Peitian School, Mei Yushuang, who had always admired her, approached.

A few words from Zhu Suhui then fueled the fire.

"Is Peitian School the best sword school in Qinghai?"

When Mei Yushuang, the young master of Peitian School, proudly said yes,

"The rumor that Jiuzhong School is below is true, then."

That's where things went wrong.

The young master of Jiuzhong School, Ma Changchun, who had been glancing at Zhu Suhui, suddenly shouted.

At the same time, dozens of men stood up, and the atmosphere froze.

"Didn't we say that the two schools are like Wu and Yue, sharing the same boat?"

"That's not the right expression to use here."

"Why not? When two people are in trouble, they should work together to get through it."

"Does that look like working together to me?"

"To me, it does."

Yan Zhi's light response and brief smile made Zhu Suhui look even more beautiful.

She was indeed beautiful enough to attract the attention of the two young masters.

Large eyes, red lips, and porcelain-like skin with a slender neck.

Dressed in luxurious silk, she didn't flinch even as the two men fought.

Zhu Suhui.

The granddaughter of the wealthy Wanjinsan Manor in Qinghai, she was a woman who dominated the area by name alone.

Moreover, her beauty was outstanding, and there was no end to the men who pursued her.

Some of them, like those now drawing their swords and fighting, were not uncommon.

"I knew this day would come!"

Mei Yushuang, wearing blue clothes and with a sturdy build, spoke.

Peitian School, with a long history, was only known in Qinghai and not in the Central Plains.

Jiuzhong School had about 500 warriors.

"I've been waiting for this! This time, you won't run away like last time!"

A tall but thin man in green clothes, Ma Changchun, raised his voice.

Peitian School originally started from an iron foundry.

The great-grandfather, who made money by supplying weapons to the government, founded the sword school and gathered small sects to build his power.

Peitian School had about 600 warriors, similar to Jiuzhong School.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Show the power of Peitian School!"

"Jiuzhong School is the best!"

With nearly a hundred men drawing their swords, the guesthouse was filled with tension.

Some people quietly left, while others calmly watched the situation.

Some cheered and encouraged the fight.

Others gathered at the windows to watch from outside.

"Isn't this too much attention? If something goes wrong..."

"What could go wrong? They're cowards. They'll just bark and wait for the next time."

Zhu Suhui said indifferently, noticing Yan Zhi's worried expression.

She was about to take a casual sip of wine when her gaze was drawn to something.

"Didn't you just eat three pieces of meat at once?"

Smack, smack, smack.

Two men.

They were the only ones in the guesthouse who were not interested in the fight and were focused on their food.

Listening closely, their conversation was hilarious.

"Did I? Hehe. It's the first time I've eaten such tender meat..."

"What? You wrapped three pieces in vegetables and ate them, and you're asking if you did? Did I do that?"

"Ah... I made a big mistake."

The childish conversation, however, intrigued Zhu Suhui even more.

It was amusing to see them calmly talking while a fight was about to break out.

After a while,

"Hey?!"

A throwing star from the Peitian and Jiuzhong School groups caught her eye.

It had been deflected during an attack and counterattack.

And it was flying toward...

The men eating food.

* * *

Xue Hui and Shitou ordered a lot of food as soon as they arrived at the guesthouse.

They didn't talk at all.

Even when the table was almost full of food and a sudden commotion started, they remained silent.

For a while, they ate without speaking.

Just eating like mad.

Ravenously devouring the food.

In the midst of the dwindling food,

"You."

Xue Hui broke the silence.

"Didn't you just eat three pieces of meat at once?"

"No, I didn't."

Shitou's expression suddenly stiffened.

His denial only made Xue Hui more suspicious, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

"I... I did."

Finally, he had to confess.

"Be more careful in the future."

Fortunately.

It was early in the meal, so he forgave him.

Shitou could breathe a sigh of relief.

They continued eating, and when they were almost done,

"Do you have money?"

Shitou faced his second crisis with Xue Hui's question.

Xue Hui's eyes showed no trace of doubt.

"I... I paid all the carriage fare..."

He managed to continue, but seeing the murderous look in Xue Hui's eyes, he quickly said,

"I'll take care of it properly."

"You should."

At that moment,

Unexpectedly, a throwing star flew in.

It came from the two men arguing in front.

But,

Snap.

Shitou easily caught the throwing star with his hand, and cautiously asked,

"Have you... finished eating?"

Xue Hui sighed and nodded.

"Unfortunately, that's all I can eat."

"Understood."

Watching Xue Hui's reaction, he put down his chopsticks and then acted.

"Aaaah!"

Shitou's first action was to scream.

And he didn't stop there. He raised one hand and started pounding the table.

Bang! Clatter!

The plates with the remaining food fell and broke.

And he rolled under the broken plates and table.

"Ah, I'm dying! My hands are ruined! Aaaah!"

His actions drew everyone's attention in the guesthouse.

After rolling around for a while, Shitou stood up.

Holding the unscathed throwing star.

"Who did this?"

In the quiet guesthouse,

One of the Jiuzhong School warriors stepped forward, exchanging glances with others.

"Don't get involved in the elders' fight."

He held his sword threateningly, warning them. But he was never seen again after that.

Thud!

Shitou dashed forward and punched him, sending him flying at an incredible speed.

Bang!

He crashed through the wooden wall and fainted.

"I'll ask again. Who threw it?"

Shitou walked forward.

But no one spoke.

His movements beyond comprehension and overwhelming strength.

Everyone could only watch as he stopped between the two factions.

"Was it you?"

"N-no, it wasn't me."

Shitou's question made Mei Yushuang of Jiuzhong School tremble.

He had seen the power that sent one of his subordinates to the grave.

In the face of such overwhelming pressure, his pride was long gone.

"Then was it you?"

Shitou turned to Ma Changchun of Peitian School. He was no different from Jiuzhong School.

"N-no, it wasn't me."

"Is that so? You scoundrels."

Bang! Bang! Bang.

He slammed the floor, causing the guesthouse to shake.

People watching gasped, and some fled.

Snap!

Shitou had already grabbed the ponytails of Ma Changchun and Mei Yushuang with one hand each.

The surrounding warriors, who were supposed to protect them, froze.

"You two. Listen carefully."

Shitou brought the two ponytails to his face.

"You have to pay for my food. Moreover, you broke the peace of the person I serve, so I need compensation, but I won't ask for it now. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

The two men's desire to survive led to quick and clear answers.

Shitou, seemingly satisfied, let go of their ponytails.

"Ugh!"

"Oof!"

They returned to their original positions.

But no one dared to attack