Dominating Martial King
Chapter 264 - 264 199 Set Some Rules_2

264: Chapter 199 Set Some Rules_2 264: Chapter 199 Set Some Rules_2 As he and a few friends stepped down from the carriage, they saw seven carriages parked outside the Chu Mansion.

A group of burly, muscular men were unloading goods from the carriages.

——Those were all kinds of shiny weapons, and various types of leather armor.

The Daning court does not prohibit civilians from possessing weapons but forbids the use of various heavy arms, large equipment, and military heavy crossbows.

The weapons unloaded from the carriages mostly fell within the legal limits allowed by the court.

However, they were all of excellent quality.

Both the weapons and the war armor were of Ninth Grade standard.

“Are these soldier armors purchased for the gang members of West Mountain Hall?

This West Mountain Hall Master is really willing to invest.

Wow!

A full five hundred sets of Ninth Grade leather armor, two hundred Ninth Grade iron shields, five hundred Ninth Grade blades and spears, that must have cost tens of thousands of Demon Silver, right?”

Wen Tiance, in his thirties, had a corpulent and wide figure, fat to the point where one couldn’t make out his neck.

He was toying with a pair of walnuts in his hands, looking eagerly at the seven carriages.

“But who are these things for show?

And why pick this time, is he trying to intimidate us?”

Stepping down from the carriage behind Wen Tiance was a refined middle-aged man.

With a distinct and dignified appearance and a flowing beard under his chin, he appeared spirited and handsome.

This man’s name was Yien Yang.

Though his property didn’t rank high in West Mountain, he was quite renowned in the Xiushui County area.

Known by his bandit name ‘Cloud Crane Saber’, he was hailed as the number one master in West Mountain Town.

Cloud Crane Saber Yien Yang also glanced at the seven carriages, then let out a snort of laughter, “A donkey’s skill—laughable and clumsy.”

He shook his head and headed towards the Mountain and River Tower.

When the group entered the third floor, they found that many people were already seated there.

Landowners and gentry of note within the scope of West Mountain Town had all arrived.

They sat in groups of three or five, engaged in lively discussions, their conversations and laughter filling the bustling tavern with a buzz.

Chu Xisheng sat alone at a host table in the center, seemingly unconcerned by his solitude.

He was, at that moment, absorbed in a book, oblivious to the noisy room and the many eyes filled with malice and scrutiny.

Behind Chu Xisheng stood two people.

One was Liangzi Platform Master Zhou Liangchen, and the other was Mountain Character Platform Master Li Shenshan.

Both of them had grim expressions, hands clasped behind their backs, sweeping their stern gazes over everyone present, preventing them from looking down on the young West Mountain Hall Master.

Wen Tiance felt a trace of surprise that Chu Xisheng hadn’t invited Tie Xiaosheng to keep things in order at today’s meeting to discuss the poll tax and land tax of West Mountain Town.

However, Wen Tiance soon put his doubts aside.

Because at that moment, everyone in the tavern rose from their seats to greet him and Cloud Crane Saber Yien Yang.

“Mr.

Wen and Hero Yien, you two have finally arrived.

Without you two, the meeting can’t proceed.”

“You are quite late, you had us waiting quite a while.”

“Both of you are pillars of our West Mountain Town, these matters of West Mountain Town still rely on your earnest efforts to maintain justice.”

“Mr.

Wen, haven’t seen you for half a month, and you’ve gained some more fortune, haven’t you.”

Wen Tiance, beaming, returned their greetings with a salute.

After exchanging pleasantries with the crowd, he and Cloud Crane Saber Yien Yang made their way to the seat opposite Chu Xisheng and sat down carelessly.

Wen Tiance glanced around and said with a proud look, “What’s going on?

It’s already 11:30 AM, why aren’t the foods and drinks served yet?

Host, bring up your best banquet; don’t let everyone starve.

These matters need to be discussed, but we can’t suffer with empty stomachs.”

“I gave the order, to discuss the matters first and then feast.

Don’t worry, the issues can be settled in a few sentences, it won’t delay everyone’s time,” Chu Xisheng finally closed the book in his hand and tossed it to the side.

His eyes sharp, he swept his gaze across everyone in the room.

The majority of the people in the room quieted down, but some were still whispering to each other, discussing animatedly, as if they hadn’t heard Chu Xisheng’s words.

They didn’t even spare him a glance, chatting and laughing without concern.

Chu Xisheng’s lips curled slightly, and he lifted a teacup from beside him and took a sip, “Let’s set a rule first, I don’t like noise when I’m talking.”

Li Shenshan’s brows lifted, and he strode to a square table by the window.

He suddenly lifted his leg and kicked the three men sitting there, all flying out of the tavern.

These three also possessed cultivation around the Seventh Rank.

It seemed like they were chatting, but they were actually on guard.

But when Li Shenshan’s kick came, they couldn’t defend themselves and were hit squarely in the chest by his penetrating kick.

They not only smashed through the tavern’s balustrade, but they were also kicked out like broken sacks.

After hitting the ground, they struggled to get up, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, but were unable to rise.

Yien Yang’s brows furrowed deeply, his hand on the hilt of his saber, anger simmering in his eyes.

He intended to stop Li Shenshan the moment he made his move but in that instant, nearby houses around the tavern opened their windows, and over two hundred black-clothed men scaled the walls.

Some held Strong Bows, others strong crossbows, all pointing in the direction of the tavern.

The atmosphere in the tavern immediately tensed.

Everyone’s hand was on their weapons, and the air bristled with hostility.

Half of the Heavy Crossbows were aimed at Yien Yang.

Yien Yang’s saber-holding hand bulged with veins, but he ultimately did not draw his weapon.

Wen Tiance narrowed his eyes and then smiled, lifting a teapot to pour himself a cup of tea, “What a feast at Hongmen!

Master Chu, with this kind of display, do you intend to slaughter all of us?

This is a bit too much, neither the way to treat guests nor in accordance with the code of Jianghu.”