Chapter 393 (2/2)

After getting the order, several figures around An Ping went straight towards Shao Xuan.

But this time, Shao Xuan did not move. When the other side rushed out, from his side and rear, the same number of figures rushed out. Du Kang and Guangyi even rushed to the front.

Did they not see these people?!

If all of them relied on Shao Xuan saving himself, they’d be scolded by the shamaness and the Chief when they returned.

The sonorous sound of metals clashing resounded, as well as the collisions of muscles and flesh. There was punching, followed by the cracking sound of bones breaking, then a figure hit the ground.

Plop plop…..

The sound of figures hitting the ground sounded in succession.

An Ping’s face twisted with these sounds. It became more hideous, but he did not have the guts to fight in person.

When the last person who had rushed out also hit the ground, Duo Kang and others returned to their camp to stand around Shao Xuan. Duo Kang pulled out an axe that had been exchanged not long ago and threw it to Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan caught the axe, then he rotated the handle between his fingers, firmly holding it in his palm afterwards. They then stared at An Ping and the others still with him.

If they were not coated with colored mud, these people’s bright flame-like totem patterns would give an amazing show. If it was only just one fierce beast waking from its sleep earlier, now, it was a hoard of fierce beasts!

The aura of a hundred people was concentrated on one spot like a flaming axe. This axe would slash and hack away at any obstacle fearlessly! The bystanders could feel the intimidating energy radiating from them.

You have your high seat, I have my arrogance. There was no talk of reason in this free trading area. The person first to break the rules would not be eligible to mention the word “reason”!

At any time, the rules of the Flaming Horn tribe have always been very clear. You want something? Alright, trade honestly with us according to our agreement. You should offer as much as we are offering, not less! Otherwise, we will beat you up!

There was a sense of anxiety in the air.

Even the people who were just watching the excitement didn’t dare make a noise.

At this moment, suddenly from outside of the crowd came a gentle sound.

“What’s going on?”

As the sound was heard, a path also opened up from the crowd.

Unlike An Ping, the person who appeared at that moment was not so showy, but he was more noticeable. Many tribesmen in the trading area knew who this other person was. While An Ping gave people a sense of empty leadership, the appearance of this person was one of nobility. This was the man who was the main source of power in Anba City.

Hearing that gentle voice, An Ping’s face suddenly changed. He put away his twisted expression, but his eyes were still filled with panic and fear. After a thought, he decided to tell his story. How could he let those tribesmen take advantage of things?

After thinking thus far, An Ping trotted to the person. Seeing the other turn to look at him, An Ping shrunk his neck but continued with his plan to complain. His opening was “Those barbarians…”

Not only the Flaming Horns tribe, but even the other tribes watching also had their eyebrows raised.

Barbarians? At least these people here follow basic rules and etiquette, but what about you? Also, did you really think these people wouldn’t fight back?

An Yan quietly stood there, listening to An Ping complain. His expression remained the same, not uttering a sound but keeping his calm.

Suddenly, without looking like there was any attack, An Ping’s body jerked. He coughed out blood as his body flew out.

The lively crowd watching hurriedly rushed out of that area, letting An Ping directly fall to the ground. If it hadn’t been for An Yan here, they would have stepped on him a few times.

An Yan didn’t care about An Ping, only thinking that how could Anba City raise such a fool. Fortunately, they were the ones in power in this area. As for the other branches who would raise fools like An Ping, they were naturally a bunch of stupid goods, what a waste! An Yan wouldn’t waste a thought on them.

An Yan knew that the tribesmen in the trading area were angry. Simply taking it out on An Ping would appease these tribesmen. Looking at the people around, sure enough, after seeing An Ping get beaten, the anger on their faces was a lot lighter.

With a light smile, An Yan Lang said to the people around, “I am An Yan of Anba City, but we also follow the rules. Since we provide the place for trade, naturally, you should also follow these rules.”

After saying that to Shao Xuan and the other people, he beckoned his people to carry over a big box. An Yan continued, “That crystal, I want it for five swords plus five bags of grains. Is the price acceptable?”

The area went quiet. Even if one originally wanted to argue, after thinking about it, they decided to forget it. In the first place, they couldn’t offer a better price than that. There wasn’t anyone else that generous. Secondly, they didn’t want to fight with this Anba City young master. Those were unspoken rules and this was a reasonable man, so they should also give each other some face.