Chapter 22 (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

“Slow down, slow down, Old Zhou. I was the first to see this Giant Green Carp, so I’m buying it. Don’t say that I’m not ungrateful to you!”

With that, the black robed teen tossed the Giant Green Carp to his bunch of green robed followers, and ordered them to carefully pack it.

Head Zhou gave a wide smile. “Look at you, why the need to be so courteous. So what if it has reached the fish market, I’ll let you have it out of respect!”

“Alright! You do have a way with words!”

The black robed teen delightedly patted Head Zhou on his shoulder. At the same time, he fished his hand into Head Zhou’s wallet, grabbed a few coppers and silver pennies, and tossed them to the ground. “There, old man, the money for your fish!”

Uncle Mu stood motionless in stunned silence. The scattered silver pennies and copper coins added up to less than two taels of silver.

If the Giant Green Carp were sold to the fish market, it would at least fetch a price of a hundred silver taels.

“That can’t be right! Two silver taels isn’t even close to enough for this Giant Green Carp!”

A fisherman with a long face could not stand the injustice and spoke out for Uncle Mu.

With that one starting complaint, hundreds more joined in. All of them were in the same trade. All of them knew how tough it was. Seeing Uncle Mu’s hard earned Giant Green Carp being taken like that, his fellow fishermen could sympathise with his plight, and all joined in to speak up for him.

“Oho, if any of you dares to say another bloody word, I won’t be taking any of your fish today!”

Seeing the black robed teen’s expression turn sour, Head Zhou became afraid and immediately shouted at the crowd.

He had been in charge of the fisheries for many years, and was experienced in keeping the fishermen in line. As soon as those words were spoken, the fishermen went silent.

But the moment Head Zhou managed to control the fishermen, a loud bang was heard. The long faced man who had first spoken up for Uncle Mu was struck by the black robed teen and sent flying. With a crash, he landed on the cobblestone and was lying in a pool of his own blood. The image was terrifying.

“Let me ask one more time. Two silver taels for this Giant Green Carp, is that enough?”

There was a faint smile on the black robed teen’s face, and he gave off an intimidating aura. The crowd were under pressure, as though they were being crushed under a mountain, and none of them dared look him in the eye.

But a cold stare stood out like a lone tree standing tall while all the others were blown down by a harsh wind.

Uncle Mu’s head of white was still held high as he stared coldly at the black robed teen. “If you want the Giant Green Carp, you don’t even have to bother about the two silvers. You can just take it and have it for free. What gives you the right to hit people!” he retorted in a hoarse voice.

“What gives me the right? You old coot, you must be insane to dare speak to the Young Master that way. Who cares about rights? You’re next!”

With that, the sound of a slap rang in the air as Head Zhou struck Uncle Mu across the face with a vicious slap.

Uncle Mu’s hardened expression remained as cold as a rock; he took the slap without even flinching. Then, with a swift motion, he plucked out the short fish spear from his waist, and threw it from under Head Zhou’s armpit.

Head Zhou was standing right in front of Uncle Mu, and the sleeves of his robes were large and wide. Uncle Mu’s spear was thrown extremely suddenly, and with a flash of black, the iron spear flew across the sky, accurately piercing through the head of the Giant Green Carp, pinning it to the cobblestone.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden change in the situation.

Giant Green Carp was delicious and pricey, but the preparation for cooking it also required it to be killed and cooked fresh.

But right now, with the fish’s head pierced right through, the Giant Green Carp could not be any more dead. How could it still be used to serve the black robed teen’s guests?

“Old Man Mu, you’re asking for it!” Head Zhou screamed in anger, the hairs on his head almost standing on end.

“That fish was caught by me. I’m not happy, so I’m killing it and eating it on my own. Is that a problem?”

Uncle Mu spoke, sternly standing his ground.