C5

The youth was in high spirits as he spurred his horse forward.

The sun was warm in spring, and the willow trees looked like they were painted on.

Yang Muyun was riding a white horse as he sped along the government road. The scenery on both sides flashed by him.

He did not slow down in the first spring, though the scenery was so lovely.

This time, his goal of entering Windraiser City had already been fulfilled, so he had to return home immediately. This was because there was still someone at home who was worried and worried for him.

Gradually, the sun began to rise from the east. At noon, the sun was high overhead, shining down on the earth.

The sun wasn't very hot in the early spring, but Yang Muyun wanted to return home as soon as possible. The white horse had been running continuously for four hours, and although it was a good horse, it was still necessary to rest.

Yang Muyun considered this and looked into the distance. There was a bistro not far away, and he was going to stop there and take a break.

He hurried over, tied the horse to the door, and went into the bistro.

This tavern was truly small. It was only made from wooden planks.

Other than the wine curtain at the entrance, the shop only had four seats, and there wasn't much room left.

Although it was simple and crude, the shop was especially clean and clean. It could be said that even though the shop owner didn't have any money, he still had the heart to work hard and improve.

Yang Muyun faintly smiled and casually found a seat to sit on.

Just as he sat down, a waiter immediately walked over. "What would you like, sir?"

"Give me a pot of wine and some side dishes." I need you to help me feed that white horse at my door. "

"Eh, alright."

After the waiter left, Yang Muyun started to light up the shop's other customers.

This public road was one of the main roads leading to Windraiser City, and this store was just beside the road.

Due to the small size of the store, there weren't many customers. However, there would always be people who came and went here to rest.

On the left of Yang Muyun was a thin and weak man, and beside him were two youths.

The thin and frail looking man looked like a lazy person who wandered the martial arts world. At this moment, he was bragging about his' glorious achievements' towards the two youths.

"Aiyo, you guys don't know how dangerous that moment was. If I didn't have such a high level of martial arts, I would have been killed by those dozens of assassins …" The thin and weak man's speech was vivid and colorful, and the tides rose up one after another. The two youngsters had long since become engrossed in listening to his words.

"Sigh... "Objective, here comes the wine." The waiter placed Yang Muyun's food on the table.

Yang Muyun poured a glass of wine for himself and took a sip, "Un, such a soft Peach Blossom Fen."

When the thin man heard this, Yang Muyun's praise came out, "The Peach Blossom Fen of this tavern was one of the best in the Windraiser City all those years ago. If it didn't decline later, we wouldn't even be able to drink it."

Yang Muyun picked up his cup and looked at the wine with a complex expression. He shook his head and sighed.

"Hey!" "Little brat, Hero Liu has already spoken to you. Why haven't you come and toasted Hero Liu yet?" The youngster beside the thin man scolded Yang Muyun.

"Don't be rash." The thin man with the surname Liu shook his head, "Not everyone knows, my name is Liu, after all, when I killed my way into the Yang family all those years ago. "Perhaps this kid is still trying to dig out the egg from some other tree?"

"Hahaha!" The thin and weak man and the two youths burst into laughter together.

Yang Muyun originally thought that it would be better to avoid trouble, so he didn't care too much about it. However, when he heard about the Yang family, he suddenly stood up.

"Are you talking about that Yang family?" Yang Muyun's eyes were filled with coldness.

Before the thin man finished speaking, Yang Muyun unsheathed his sword and held it behind his neck in the blink of an eye.

He said angrily, "I'll ask you again, which Yang family?"

The thin man was caught off guard by Yang Muyun's actions, so he didn't dare to move an inch.

He was just a hoodlum in the martial arts world. When had he ever seen such powerful sword techniques before? He hastily shouted, "Young Hero, spare me! Young Hero, spare me!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the inside of the shop began to fill with a pungent smell. It turned out that the thin and weak man had been frightened to the point of wetting his pants.

As for the two young men who were looking at "Hero Liu with reverence," they had long since disappeared.

It turned out that they had seen that the situation was wrong. They had offended someone that they should not have provoked. In order to protect themselves, they had abandoned the thin and weak man and ran off on their own.

The strong dictated fate, and the weak consented. The martial arts world was a place where the strong preyed on the weak.

Yang Muyun took the sword that was placed on the thin man's neck and went a few steps deeper. He asked, "I'll ask you one last time, which Yang family?"

How could that thin man know what the Yang family was? He was just making up nonsense. If he had the chance, he would rather never have said that.

At this time, the shop owner came in at the right time and advised, "Young Hero, please show mercy and let him go. This Liu Er is just a hoodlum around here, he's talking nonsense. "

"Moreover... The two brats from before have already called for people. It's best for you to leave as soon as possible. " The manager earnestly advised.

Just as the situation was in a deadlock, the door to the tavern was abruptly pushed open.

"Who is bullying my brother?" It was a muscular man, shouting as soon as he came in.

And behind this big fellow, there were two people. They were the two youths that had sneakily slipped away earlier.

It seemed that this burly man was the reinforcements left behind by the two youths.

The two youths looked at Yang Muyun with a mocking smile as they walked to the side.

"I told you to let go of my brother!" When Liu Gang saw that Yang Muyun still had his sword on the thin man's neck, he couldn't help but be angry.

He clenched his fists and charged towards Yang Muyun. Yang Muyun used his sword to press down on the shoulder of the man named Liu. His feet stomped on the ground as he somersaulted in the air and kicked the body of the big man, Liu Gang.

Liu Gang took a few steps back after being hit by the kick. Only then did he barely stabilize his body.

Yang Muyun landed on the ground, waved his sword and cut off a corner of the table, "If you dare to yell again, this will be your end."

At this moment, the thin and frail Liu Er was already very scared, but he still slowly crawled to the side of the tavern, hoping to stay away from this evil star.

Liu Gang looked at the sword in Yang Muyun's hand, and swallowed his saliva, "You … …" Do you know who I am? "My uncle is …"

At this time, the shopkeeper took over the man's words without finishing them, "Young hero, this is the nephew of the steward of the Liu residence in the Windraiser City. He is not someone that we commoners can afford to offend."

"Haha, it's good that you know this." Hearing the shopkeeper reveal his identity, Liu Gang's heart was filled with confidence, "Shopkeeper, did you pay the protection fee this time?"

Liu Gang didn't care about Yang Muyun and his brother, he directly turned into a hoodlum, and started asking the shopkeeper for protection fees.

"Little one, I really don't have any money, wasn't it just a few days ago …"

"What do you mean just a few days ago? If you don't take out the money, I'll smash your store."

Yang Muyun stared at Liu Gang, and couldn't help but feel angry. How could this person be so arrogant?

Just as he was about to make a move and teach this big guy a lesson, he was about to remember something.

"Hu!" The door of the tavern was instantly pierced through. A treasured blue sword sheath was nailed to the wooden wall of the tavern.

A voice came from outside the door, "I'll pay for the wine, tables and chairs." Young hero, can you leave this bastard to me? "