Urban All-Round Master

Receiving the merchant’s assurance, Lin Zifeng cupped his fists in thanks, then turned to walk out of the cave, intending to find Dongfang Ziyue to ask for the stone tablet.

Just a few steps out, Lin Zifeng collided with a young man wearing a red suit, with a luxurious longsword at his waist, and a somewhat arrogant and domineering expression.

”Sub-Saint Realm Tier Three... This kid’s cultivation isn’t low.”

In just an instant, Lin Zifeng saw through the youth’s realm, murmuring to himself.

Among the Beiyao Ancient Clan, Dongfang Ziyue’s cultivation was outstanding for her age, and this young man, seemingly about her age, was actually even stronger than her!

With a light chuckle, Lin Zifeng stopped pondering over it and stepped sideways to walk out, only to be halted a few steps later by an arrogant voice from behind, ”Hey, this stone with inscriptions, I want them all. Here’s a letter from the Beiming Lord, take it!”

Lin Zifeng turned around to see the young man finishing his words, taking out a yellowed envelope from his bosom, handing it to the merchant with an air of arrogance, arms crossed.

The merchant took the letter, squinting his eyes to scrutinize briefly, realizing it was genuine, showing a look of difficulty on his face, hurriedly smiling compensatively, ”This young master might not know, just now a slave from the Dongfang lady came by, wanting to buy all these inscription stones, and went back to fetch the letter. You see...”

Before he could finish his words, the young man’s eyes turned fierce, suddenly drawing the sword from his waist, pointing it at the merchant menacingly, ”Dongfang lady? Hmph, just a disciple of Dongka; open your dog eyes and look clearly, I am the direct disciple of the Beiming Lord — Beisu!”

Beisu’s voice was not only arrogant but also very loud, attracting the attention of the surrounding vendors, all of whom looked over at the two.

”It really is Young Master Beisu, the Beiming Lord’s direct disciple, no wonder he is so domineering.”

”Shh, keep your voice down, it would be troublesome if Young Master Beisu hears. I reckon it’s a direct instruction from the Beiming Lord, otherwise, Young Master Beisu wouldn’t come here himself.”

The crowd’s discussion reached Lin Zifeng’s ears, making his previously indifferent face rise into a faint smile again.

Days ago, Dongfang Ziyue had introduced him, saying her master Dongka was ranked second among the Four Lords, while the one towering at the top, was the Beiming Lord mentioned by everyone.

”No wonder this guy is so arrogant, not even putting Dongka in his eyes, turns out someone is backing him.”

Laughing secretly in his heart, but these inscription stones were extremely important to Lin Zifeng. If taken by Beisu, the time to set up the transmission array would be severely delayed, possibly making it impossible to gather the over three thousand inscription stones!

With this in mind, Lin Zifeng let out a sarcastic laugh, then moved towards Beisu with swift steps, giving a reassuring glance to the merchant held at swordpoint.

”Hey, young brother, I checked out these inscription stones first.” Lin Zifeng said while lightly patting Beisu’s shoulder.

Upon hearing this, Beisu did not move his right hand wielding the longsword, turning to scrutinize Lin Zifeng behind him, and upon seeing Lin Zifeng’s coarse cloth garments, his eyes showed disdain and ridicule.

Beisu, proud as he was, was addressed directly by a mere slave, and moreover, the slave had dared touch his clothes!

For someone as proud as Beisu, how could he tolerate such behavior, but today he was on his master’s orders, not wanting to delay, he immediately snapped coldly, ”Where did this slave come from, yelling without knowing who I am, get lost!”

As the word ”get lost” fell, the faint smile on Lin Zifeng’s face instantly froze, slowly turning into a face of cold indifference.

He had come to this Beiyao Ancient Clan upon request, and yesterday, to hide his strength, he had been insulted by Xiluo, and today, buying something, was insulted by a mere disciple of Beiming!

The anger that Lin Zifeng had been suppressing surged to his mind, his hands hanging by his sides slowly clenching into fists, emitting a piercing cracking sound.

The merchant saw that the two were on the verge of confrontation, and quickly pulled Lin Zifeng aside while Beisu wasn’t paying attention, anxiously advising, ”Young brother, are you looking for death? This is the direct disciple of the Beiming Lord, to offend him means trouble not only for you but for me as well.”

”Why don’t you go back and explain the situation to your master, I think the Dongfang lady is sensible and won’t make things difficult for you. After seven days, you can come back to buy new inscription stones from me?”

It was evident that although the merchant was considering himself, he showed a bit of goodwill towards Lin Zifeng.

Even though Lin Zifeng was temporarily hiding his strength in the Beiyao Ancient Clan, a matter as significant as the transmission array would not be compromised even if Beisu, or even his master the Beiming came!

Immediately, Lin Zifeng’s face showed a consoling smile, patting the merchant’s shoulder, and stepping around his body, addressing the ridiculing Beisu in front of him, ”I don’t know if you have parents, but as a master, the Beiming Lord should have taught you what it means by first come, first served, right? These inscription stones were originally something I checked out first, and you, arriving later, intend to take them away with just a letter. That’s quite against the rules, isn’t it!”

The words reached everyone’s ears, eliciting various expressions on their faces, but without exception, the eyes looking at Lin Zifeng were as if looking at a dead man!

”Tsk... Is this boy mad, does he not know Young Master Beisu lost his parents at a young age and hates others bringing it up?”

”Exactly, and besides, this cave has always been under the jurisdiction of the Beiming Lord, talking about first come first serve is laughable.”

Amidst the discussions, Beisu’s face turned from ridicule to a grim killing intent, the longsword at his back carving through a chilling arc, pointing at the indifferent Lin Zifeng.

Taking a deep breath, although angry, Beisu wasn’t arrogant enough to dare kill this fellow in front of everyone.

Moreover, though he wasn’t afraid of Dongka verbally, he still had some apprehensions in his heart; otherwise, Beisu’s longsword would have already pierced Lin Zifeng’s chest!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Beisu’s face darkened as he gritted his teeth, ”I don’t care who your master is, now kneel before me, kowtow ten times, then disappear from my sight, remember, crawl away!”

With a turn of speech, a hint of cat-and-mouse-like contempt flashed across Beisu’s face, ”And, just now, your right hand touched my shoulder, didn’t it? Leave that arm, is it you doing it yourself, or do I help?”

”Pfft...”

Hearing this, Lin Zifeng couldn’t hold back his laughter, finding it amusing that Beisu thought he was easy prey, not realizing his actions were as futile as trying to shake a tree.

Sub-Saint Realm Tier Three, he could crush it with just one hand!

Just as he was about to speak, Beisu, angered by Lin Zifeng’s chuckle, stepped forward aggressively holding his sword, ”How dare you laugh, today I’ll cut out your tongue, see how you, a dog slave, will laugh then!”