Chapter 110 – Either Give Money Or..! (1/2)
Chapter 110: Either give money or..!
s.h.i.+men Town.
An important town in the outskirts, which is convenient for merchants from West Wind Kingdom to trade with desert nomads or other foreign nations. All goods s.h.i.+pped from the country are unloaded here for their business partners to collect. The safe and successful delivery of goods to s.h.i.+men Town is the job of escorting guards.
“A walk around s.h.i.+men Town, you will be wearing gold and silver, and drinking shark fin soup.”
The saying is enough to ill.u.s.trate the volume of business transactions in s.h.i.+men Town and the amount of profits gained.
s.h.i.+men Town is an independent town in the middle of nowhere. It is isolated and stands alone in the desert.
Although it belongs to the West Wind Kingdom but it is neither managed nor protected by the Kingdom's army. Businessmen from all around the world gather here so this isolated town remains a thriving and flouris.h.i.+ng centre. There are people from all trades and crooks mixed in with the honest folk. It's hard to imagine that the sleepy old man sitting in the corner was a serious criminal, and you certainly would not know that the smart boy strumming an abacus was a rapist—-
The entrance to s.h.i.+men Village is a giant stone arch formed from three simple boulders stacked together.
It is said that several hundred years ago General Lui Jian who was appointed to defend at the frontier region built the entrance. Lui Jian, being at the higher stage of the free clouds realm was a.s.signed to stand guard at the frontier, and while he was there, enemies invaded the territory. Therefore, he slashed Qingming Mountain with his sword to retrieve three large stone to build a stone arch and said: if the enemy troops dare to take one step through, I will kill every one of them.
The desert cavalry saw the imposing atmosphere of this arch built from three simple boulders, which straddles the road at the entrance to the village, they hesitated many times and finally retreated in the end.
As a result, the entrance was named s.h.i.+men, and the small town of s.h.i.+men was established shortly after.
Today was not a good day; cold autumn wind blew across, whipping up dense clouds of dust and sand.
Between the layers of dust was a long convoy of carts struggling to advance.
The long convoy contained dozens of carts, it looked neither small nor big, but to the people of s.h.i.+men Town this was a common occurrence and did not looked like any big business.
However, what made their eyes widen in surprise was that only the goods and horses could seen in this convoy of dozen carts, and housekeepers, escort guards or staffs were nowhere in sight.
“What is going on? Why is there not a single person?”
“Hahaha, I have only seen human sellers, I have never seen horse merchants before—–Could it be the horses could charge money after it delivered the goods?”
“Must have stumbled into desert bandits on their way, and not one of them escaped—–wait but the bandits did not take the goods? Did they change their character? ”
——
The first horse pulled the convoy of carts through s.h.i.+men pa.s.s, then the train of dozens of carts, one after another, entered.
At the very back of convoy, a black horse bolted out.
Riding the horse was a young man wielding a sword, hastening to escort the convoy of carts of goods.
The young man has black hair and a dark face, and looked fatigued and worn out by the journey. His clothes were dirty and sweat stained.
Several men wanted to come closer and find out more but before they approached, they recoiled and looked aghast.
The stench of blood from the young man was overwhelming, the unbearable smell made them retch.
Li Muyang pulled on the reins of the leading horse, bringing the entire convoy of carts into s.h.i.+men Town's Square.
His gaze swept around, ignoring other people's widespread discussions and pointing, and hoa.r.s.ely shouted: “Delivery from Wanli Escorting establishment, who's here to collect it?”
Within the crowd, came a few men dressed in fur-lined robes with a fur hat tightly wrapped around their head.
They were riding on large horses, carrying bow and arrow and sabres; it was clear these people were nomads.
Led by a bearded man, they stared at Li Muyang warily, then the man asked aloud: “Who are you? Where are the guards of Wanli escorting establishment?”
“I'm Li Muyang, I'm a friend of the head of Wanli Gan Yang—–who are you?”
“This batch of medicine is what we want.” The bearded man replied in a deep, rumbling voice. “You're a friend of Gan Yang, where is Gan Yang? Where are all the staffs? Without the doc.u.ments, how do we handle this transaction?”
Li Muyang reached into his pockets, pulled out a piece of paper, saying: “I'll give the goods to you and you give me the money. After both parties are satisfied then we will sign this contract—–I retrieved this from one of the staff.”
The bearded man glanced over at the contract, asking: “Where are they?”
“They died.” Li Muyang said.
“How?”
“Killed by bandits.”
“——-”
After listening to Li Muyang, a clamour of voice broke out from the crowd.
Some sympathised with Wanli Escorting Establishment and the guards, and some people condemned the savage act of the desert bandits.
The bearded man hesitated for a moment before he continued: “let me see the contract.”
Li Muyang pa.s.sed over the contract.