Legend of Swordsman

Before he could finish speaking, a shout came from outside.

“Shopkeeper, clear the place!”

With those words, the originally drowsy innkeeper instantly became alert. He quickly ran to the door with a smile on his face.

“Brother Zhang, where is Master Ma? I heard early this morning that Master Ma was going to visit our little shop. The food and wine are all ready and fresh!”

“Master Ma went to invite Head Constable Wang. He’ll be here soon. Clear the place first. There are a lot of people today, so clear all six private rooms upstairs and a few tables in the main hall to make sure there’s enough space for our brothers!”

“Alright, rest assured, I’ll take care of it!”

The innkeeper immediately shouted, “Waiter, clear those tables! And for those who just arrived, I’m sorry, but today is Master Ma’s treat. Apologies for any inconvenience!”

The innkeeper, being a clever man, directly shifted the blame to Chen Mazi.

Those eating, knowing who Chen Mazi was, quickly packed up their food and drinks and left the inn.

Even those who weren’t being chased away got up and left to avoid any trouble later.

As a result, Jian Wushuang and Wang Lun were spared from being driven out.

They continued to eat and drink at their leisure.

After about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, they heard a commotion outside.

Chen Mazi swaggered into the inn with his brother-in-law, Head Constable Wang.

At this moment, the inn was a mix of various types of people.

There were those who had returned from ancestral lands, like Jian Wushuang and Wang Lun, who were bandits and robbers.

Along with the oppressive figure of Head Constable Wang and the bully Chen Mazi, the inn had suddenly become the power center of Sha Family Town.

Jian Wushuang raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Chen Mazi. He wasn’t very tall, standing in front of Head Constable Wang, he seemed quite small and unimpressive.

He looked like a weakling, not much of a threat.

But the men behind him were not so simple.

There were two burly men as sturdy as towers and two lean men with sharp eyes, their gazes like knives.

They even had knives strapped to their waists.

As for Head Constable Wang, he was said to have bought his position, so there was no need to worry about him.

Most of the other constables were useless, but one of them had a cold expression and seemed very displeased with being in such a place.

Only this person was considered an outlier among the constables.

From his walking posture, Jian Wushuang could tell that the man was a practitioner.

He definitely had some skills.

Moreover, among the constables, only this person carried a steel knife.

The knife never left his side.

He was a ruthless person!

Noticing his attention to that man, Wang Lun lowered his voice and introduced, “This guy is the only upright constable in the entire Shajia Town. He doesn’t even give face to Chen Mazi. I heard that a few days ago, he confiscated a batch of military weapons that Chen Mazi had privately obtained from upstream. They are still under his custody. I guess today’s banquet is because of this matter!”

“Is that so?” Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and continued, “Isn’t Chen Mazi’s brother- in-law a constable? How can a mere small constable not be dealt with?”

“You don’t know, Liang Chen, nicknamed Iron Face, doesn’t give face to anyone!” Wang Lun nodded in admiration.

Jian Wushuang was even more puzzled. Such an impartial person without a background would not survive; there were no big shots in Shajia Town to back such a person.

Seeing his disbelief, Wang Lun added, “I forgot to mention, this guy’s father-in-law is an instructor from Qingshan Town, who has trained many formidable soldiers in the army. That’s why no one dares to touch him!”

“So that’s it!” Jian Wushuang took a sip of wine and began to ponder.

Meanwhile, Chen Mazi and his group had already gone upstairs.

Seven or eight tables were set up in the hall.

About forty to fifty people had arrived.

Only half of them could go to the private rooms.

The remaining half stayed in the hall.

As soon as these people sat down, they began shouting for wine.

Behind them was a table of Chen Mazi’s thugs.

“Waiter, where’s the wine? We’ve been calling you for ages, damn it!”

The black-faced man at the back table, with a fierce look, scared the waiter into trembling as

he brought two jugs of burning wine.

Seeing that they were jugs and not wine jars, the black-faced man became even angrier.

He flung the jugs to the ground and angrily shouted, “Is this little wine enough for anyone? Bring wine jars, one for each!”

“Yes, yes!!” The waiter nodded frantically in fear.

The black-faced man was satisfied with this, but when he saw Jian Wushuang and Wang Lun drinking, he became displeased.

Seeing someone drinking before them, he stood up and angrily scolded, “Wait a minute, why are they drinking before us? Do you think grandpa is inferior to these two brats?”

He then wanted to cause trouble for Jian Wushuang and Wang Lun.

At this moment, the shopkeeper came over to apologize, “Master Hei, these two are drinking wine from the jugs. Didn’t you say it’s unsatisfying to drink like this? We’ll change it right

away.”

“Hmph, jugs? Chamber pots more like! Only sissies use jugs to drink!” he said, laughing with the others beside him.

These words didn’t affect Jian Wushuang, but for Wang Lun, a bandit leader, it was an insult. His hand moved to the handle of his knife, and his eyes showed killing intent.

Jian Wushuang gave Wang Lun a signal to stay calm and not to act rashly.

Seeing this, Wang Lun nodded and retracted his hand from his waist.

If they had to act, it wouldn’t just be the two of them; they needed more people!

He casually took out a fire fold and threw it out the window.

Soon, flames shot up outside the inn, more than a zhang high.

In the bamboo forest not far away, seeing the signal, Scarred Xuan counted his men and

quickly rushed over.

He brought with him skilled fighters, at least those who had seen blood, each with a strong

upper body and long knives hanging from their waists.

There were not many such men.

Only 20 in total.

Scarred Xuan didn’t know the entire plan.

Only Jian Wushuang and Wang Lun knew.

Even now, Wang Lun couldn’t see Jian Wushuang’s entire plan.

These 20 men quickly sneaked into Shajia Town.

Entering the town, they headed straight for the watchtower.

After killing the guards there, they headed towards the inn without stopping.

At the entrance of the inn, Scarred Xuan, a ruthless person himself, drew his long knife and

was the first to rush in.

Jian Wushuang’s order to him was to kill anyone he saw.

There were not many scruples.

Moreover, those dock thugs who had been drinking were now groggy, feeling that today’s

wine was particularly strong.

In fact, they had been drugged.

Knowing in advance that Chen Mazi would come to this inn today, they had made

arrangements.

Wang Lun’s brother-in-law worked as a waiter in the inn’s kitchen.

He had taken the opportunity to drug them.

From the beginning, he had not planned for everyone to attack Shajia Town.

Instead, he had people ambush the reinforcements from Qingshan Town on the road.

This was also what Wang Lun admired.

As soon as Scarred Xuan acted, Jian Wushuang and Wang Lun also drew their knives.

However, Jian Wushuang drew his sword.

With a sword in hand, almost no one around could withstand a single strike from him.

Even an ordinary iron sword in Jian Wushuang’s hand seemed like a divine sword. Especially when dealing with the people at the table behind them, the big black man who had

previously scolded Jian Wushuang and Wang Lun stared in disbelief as Jian Wushuang slashed his throat with one strike.

At that moment, he fell to the ground, blood spraying everywhere.