Chapter 11 - Plunder (1/2)

Chapter Eleven - Plunder

Since Xu Yi got the ten golden discs from Elder Feng, he wouldn’t appreciate mundane items anymore.

Therefore, Xu Yi directly went for the study of Junior Zhou’s father, instead of the warehouses. It was common sense that the most valued of things would be hidden somewhere in the study or bedroom, rather than the warehouse. At this moment, Xu Yi had decided to take a shot to see what he could get.

Needless to say, the study was huge. If you would put a couple of horses in it, they’d enjoy running around freely, not limited by space. All the features here were antique and exquisite. The desk was made of Jinsi Nanmu [1], and an incense burner was decorated with a blend of silver and gold that was beautifully sculptured on the surface. The room was filled with the welcoming smell from the aroma of the inflaming sandalwood in the burner.

Rummaging through the drawers and chests, Xu Yi eventually discovered a dozen of priceless calligraphies and paintings. Only a piece of them would be enough to financially support an ordinary person throughout his entire life.

However, Xu Yi had no big ambitions for this worldly wealth.

- Boom, Boom, Boom -

Xu Yi slammed his fists against the walls of the study, in an attempt to discover a hidden crevice, or perhaps even a door. Eventually the walls were riddled with differently sized holes. Looking around, Xu Yi hoped that he would find something special for himself. Fortunately, deep beneath the left wall, Xu Yi spotted a red wooden box, in which he found two extremely thick gold discs, which emanated a deep red glow.

Out of curiosity, Xu Yi put one gold disc on his palm, calculating its weight – it should be roughly a hundred taels he deduced from this. He stared at them for a couple of seconds, before he quickly tucked them into his bag.

When Xu Yi was about to discard the box, at the bottom, he noticed a wax-sealed envelope. The envelope had to be something confidential he thought, as he quickly tore the envelope open and pulled a letter out.

This was a rather long letter from Junior Zhou’s father to Zhou Daoqian. To save time, Xu Yi thumbed through the letter so that he could skip the nonsense and he quickly obtained the essential information. In the letter, Junior Zhou’s father implored Zhou Daoqian to persuade the Peak Tower to increase their dividends in certain mineral veins.

The letter also said that the two gold discs were supposed to be tribute money for the Peak Tower. The Zhou Family would contribute tributes to the Peak Tower once every three years.

“For every three years! The two gold discs were actually the accumulation of wealth of three whole years! Luckily, I don’t care about the Peak Tower or the traitor Zhou Daoqian... These are now mine!”

Even the very thought of the name of Zhou Daoqian made Xu Yi furious, his desire for revenge would flare up whenever he heard it. He held the letter in the fire of a nearby candle and after it caught fire, he threw it against the wooden window. In a twinkling, the whole room was on fire.

The blowing wind and the roaring flames made a perfect match, which quickened the collapse of the Zhou Family’s grand mansion. A couple of minutes later, the whole building had turned into an ocean of fire. The once grandiose mansion turned out to be an inferno.

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At this moment, a group of people were marching towards the Zhou Family estate; they were approximately five kilometers away.

In front of the group was a young man in white clothing, whose appearance was frighteningly similar to Junior Zhou’s. The sword hung on his waist was decorated with colorful germs and the horse he rode on, was one head taller than the others, the fur of which was pure, without any parti-color.

The blue sky and white clouds reflected in the billowy water of the Evil Dragon River. The plants were flourishing on the Hui Yin Mountain, through which the wind gently blew, bringing the pure smell of nature. The man in white clothing was inspired by this beautiful scenery and chanted: “朝朝翠山下 (I come down from the emerald green mountain, day after day.)”