Chapter 10: Young Master Feng’s Sabre (1/2)

Chapter 10 : Young Master Feng’s Sabre

“Oh god! Five hundred coins!”

Old man Luo lost his wit; his strengthless body laid on the floor, and he started begging:

“Master Wu, I’m only a small-time business owner. I don’t have five hundred coins to give you. All I have, right now, is one hundred and forty three coins. I will offer all of it to you. The rest of the amount, I will be able to pay next month.”

Normally, Boss Wu would let this go; however, this was before he had received the order from Feng Sui Yu, so he couldn’t just ignore this. The reason Boss Wu could terrorize Spirit State city was because he had the backings of both the government and the underground world. San Ye was his dark backer while Feng Sui Yu was his political supporter. This was why, with the exception of very few people in Spirit State city, he could do anything without fear of repercussion.

Boss Wu smirked, stroked his beard, and he then said:

“Old man Luo, the truth is, five hundred coins aren’t a big amount. If you sell your granddaughter to the brothel, you would get at least thirty thousand coins…”

Not waiting for Boss Wu to finish his sentence, old man Luo dropped to the floor, grabbing Wu’s legs, and he begged:

“Boss Wu, please don’t joke about this. Yu Er is only fourteen, and she can’t be sold; she can’t be sold!”

Old man Luo was living at the bottom of society, and he had no power; besides kneeling to beg, there was nothing else he could do to save his granddaughter.

Boss Wu, exasperated, kicked old man Luo away, and he then walked inside the tea shop with his fierce beast. At this moment, Xiao Yu Er ran out from inside, and she threw a gold coin toward Boss Wu.

“Here is your money; don’t hurt my grandfather.”

Yu Er quickly lifted her grandfather up from the ground.

“Bang.”

The gold coin fell on the floor and rolled towards Boss Wu’s feet. The gold coin was equivalent to ten thousand bronze coins, and that was way more than the five hundred bronze coins payment. Boss Wu picked it up and rubbed it; he was surprised to find that it was real gold. Where did she get it from?

“You think this matter can be settled with just money?”

Holding the gold coin, he looked over to the direction of Xiao Yu Er and old man Luo with a cold devious smile.

“Chen Liu, Zheng Hao, tie this little girl up for me. Today is a merry occasion! This girl is pretty, with her soft and fair skin. I had chosen this girl from a long time ago; today, I will fulfill my wish.”

After hearing the command, the two thugs came over with ropes in their hands and an evil smile on their faces.

Xiao Yu Er’s heart was shaken, but she tried to be courageous:

“Boss Wu! We still have an important guest waiting for my service; if you tie me up, he would not be pleased.”

After he heard this, Boss Wu’s eyes hovered to the shop. He saw a young man inside with extravagant clothing and was extraordinarily handsome that was smiling in his direction.

“Young master Feng!”

Boss Wu’s eyes narrowed, and his expression became serious. He signaled for the two thugs to fall back. Feng Fei Yun was still sitting in the same position, and he smiled:

“Boss Wu, who gave you permission to collect fees in Spirit State city?”

“About this…”

Boss Wu’s face became ugly. Spirit State city was the Feng’s home turf. Although his reputation and power were plentiful, it was not comparable to the main Feng house. However, he quickly regained his confidence. Feng Fei Yun was only an idiot that could only eat and wait for his own death. Even Feng Wan Peng had given up on him, so why should he be afraid? After thinking it through, Boss Wu couldn’t help but laugh. He casually walked to the tea shop and sat in front of Feng Fei Yun; his eyes wandered as if to judge Feng Fei Yun:

“Young master Feng wants to interfere with this matter?”

Feng Fei Yun had not even opened his mouth, and Feng Ping quickly whispered in his ear:

“Young master, Boss Wu isn’t easy to play with; there is no need to turn against him because of a woman.”

The two servants, Feng Ping and Feng An, were praying for their young master to not impulsively fight with Boss Wu over a woman. As long as he could remain calm, nothing bad would happen.

Xiao Yu Er was quite tense; in the end, Feng Fei Yun was only an idiot young master. He could also be a coward. If he became afraid of Boss Wu, then her fate would be extremely miserable.

If given the choice, she would rather fall into the hands of Fei Yun; not be roped and taken away by Boss Wu.

Feng Fei Yun smirked and proclaimed:

“I will definitely interfere; anyone who even touches her hair will die!”

His voice filled with authority like thunder resonating in the sky.

Xiao Yu Er went into a daze, exposing her round widened eyes. She was surprised and confused, even a bit blushful. They weren’t related to each other, so. for an immoral playboy to stand up for her like this, it could even be considered heroic. There was a wave of unknown feelings surging in her heart; she once again judged Feng Fei Yun, and she found that maybe he wasn’t as evil as she originally thought.

Boss Wu nodded his head, and he gravely said:

“Good! Very good! Young master Feng today is indeed one to care for the flowers; let us see if you can protect her.”

With the wave of his hand, five thugs immediately headed for Xiao Yu Er.

After his purchase, Feng Fei Yun wanted to test his sabre; these thugs were delivering themselves on a platter. Fei Yun’s eyes became emotionless, and his hand steadily gripped the Crimson Dragon sabre weighing at two hundred and forty pounds. His movement was like the wind, one step took him three meters far. Jumping into the air, creating a crescent moon while channeling his qi, he unleashed a strike, down from above. The sabre’s energy was crimson, like an unstoppable flame.

“Whoosh!”

The sound of the sabre cutting the air was akin to a fierce beast’s roar, hurting the spectator’s ears.

“Phoosh!”

The sabre’s power was great; it sliced one of the thugs into two pieces from his head to his legs. Fresh blood gushed out, and it painted the ground red. The speed of that one slash was too great. From the moment the sabre was lifted, to the instance of dismemberment, Fei Yun’s actions were swift and natural; it was as if he was extremely experienced. It all happened so fast that Boss Wu didn’t have time to react while Fei Yun’s sabre was already basked in a bright coat of sanguine blood. The other four thugs were frightened out of their minds; one blade was enough to cut a person into two pieces. The force of that blow must have been great. Feng Ping and Feng An turned into stone statues, with their jaws dropping to the floor. When did the young master become so strong? He was almost like a God of War.