It rained heavily at the beginning of spring.
In the pitch-black night sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Countless round raindrops fell from the sky and hit the streets.
Da da!
In the pouring rain, the sound of horse hooves came closer.
An ordinary-looking white horse carried a white-robed youth. They braved the heavy rain and stepped on the puddles of the entire long street as they walked into this unfamiliar city.
The young man was wearing a raincoat and carrying a long spear on his back.
The white horse stopped in front of the only restaurant in the city. The young man handed the horse to the waiter and walked into the shop with his spear on his back. He chose a seat by the window and sat down. He threw a piece of silver to the waiter and ordered,
"Give me a bowl of Yang Chun noodles and cut a pound of beef.”
"Alright, do you want some wine?"
"I'm waiting for someone tonight.”
"Please wait a moment, the food will be ready soon.”
Once he sent the waiter away, Su Ming pushed open the window, and the sound of rain instantly filled the entire restaurant.
"This rain is good." Su Ming stared at the heavy rain in the night sky and fell silent in his heart."This is the only place we have to pass to go south. This restaurant is the only one here. They will definitely come tonight.”
A few days ago, after Su Ming left Mount Lu, he started challenging all the powerful spear artists.
However, what disappointed him was that the experts of the Heavenly World were not good at using spears. Those so-called famous spear artists were mostly fake. They could not even take a single spear attack from him and were of no help to him at all.
"Sir, your food."
The waiter brought over the Yang Chun noodles and placed them respectfully on the table. Then, he brought over a plate of beef.
"Hmm, the taste is not bad."
As he ate the Yang Chun noodles, Su Ming stared at the door as if he was waiting for someone. The Flying Dragon Spear was placed at the side, ready to kill at any time.
Half a cup of tea later.
The door of the restaurant was pushed open.
The waiter went over to greet them as usual, but when he saw them, the enthusiasm on his face turned into disgust, as if he had seen a fly.
The old shopkeeper, who had been standing behind the counter silently fiddling with his abacus, also revealed a look of hatred. He waved his hand, signaling the waiter to quickly send the person away.
"Where did this stinky beggar come from? Go do what you should do. Don't hinder our business.”
The waiter pushed and shouted. He was in a hurry to chase the beggar out, but he did not want to touch the latter's dirty clothes.
The old beggar was indeed very dirty. His clothes and pants looked as if they had been gnawed on by a dog. They were tattered, and his black and thin body was exposed through the holes. His entire body emitted a sour smell. The sleeves that he usually used to wipe his nose were already shining brightly.
The old beggar did not seem to know martial arts and had nothing to do with the Beggar's Sect. The waiter beat and scolded him, but he curled up into a ball. He said that it was raining heavily outside and he had nowhere to go. He would not leave tonight no matter what.
"This beggar…"
Su Ming cast his gaze towards the corner of the wall. When he saw the old beggar's hands, a brilliant light shone in his eyes.
At this moment, the door opened again.
A handsome young man in embroidered clothes with a silver spear in his hand followed by a group of men entered the restaurant.
"Yes, I'm here."
As he stared at the group of men, a brilliant light shone in Su Ming's eyes.
He did not come to this restaurant tonight for dinner. He noticed that besides a silver spear, there was also a wooden box beside the young man.
After the young man in embroidered clothes and his group entered the restaurant, they placed the two square tables together to form a long table. The young man in embroidered clothes sat in the honored seat, and the other men sat in the lower seats.
"Masters, what are you going to eat?”
The waiter saw that there was an honored guest and did not have time to deal with the old beggar. He quickly smiled and went to the side of the young man. He knew that although this youth was young, he was the leader of the group.
The young man in embroidered clothes did not speak, but the burly man beside him smiled and said,"Take out the most expensive dishes and wine in your shop. As long as you serve our young master well, he will reward you with anything that will last you for ten years.”
Hearing this, the waiter's eyes lit up, and he was so happy that he bent even lower.
The young man in embroidered clothes did not seem to be thinking about the waiter. He pointed at the old beggar who was huddled in the corner and asked,"What does this person do?"
"It's all my fault. I'll chase him away immediately."”
He swore in his heart that he would chase that damned beggar out no matter what.
"No need."
The youth in embroidered clothes shook his head and said indifferently,""Give him a bowl of Yang Chun noodles.”
The waiter was stunned on the spot. He sized up the young master of the aristocratic family again and immediately came back to his senses. He nodded repeatedly and said,"This young master really has the heart of a Bodhisattva.”
After saying that, he hurriedly instructed the kitchen to serve the dishes.
The young man in embroidered clothes sat on the seat of honor and glanced at the old beggar in the corner.
When the old beggar met the young man's gaze, he laughed foolishly, revealing two rows of neat white teeth.
The old beggar was holding a roll of quilt in his arms. The quilt was covered with a thick layer of grease, and it was shiny. Beggars were a special group of people. They had no fixed residence. As long as their quilts were still there, they could live anywhere.
"Young Sect Master, according to our current pace, we can return to the headquarters the day after tomorrow. The things in this box will be safe soon, so we don't have to be so careful anymore.”A bearded man laughed.
"Shut up!"
The young man in embroidered clothes had a look of blame in his eyes. He was obviously blaming the other party for speaking without restraint.
Seeing the Young Gang Master's gloomy face, the rest of the men were silent out of fear. The atmosphere instantly cooled down. Fortunately, the waiter came over at this time. When the men saw the good wine and good food, the atmosphere became lively again.
Drinking was inevitable in Jianghu. After the wine jar was served, the men began to exchange cups. Unfortunately, the young man in embroidered clothes did not allow them to drink too much. Each person could only drink two cups at most.
After two glasses of wine, someone began to flatter him."Our Giant Whale Sect has been established for so many years. In terms of the exquisiteness of our sword techniques, of course, our old Sect Master is number one. However, in terms of the speed of our spear techniques, our young Sect Master is definitely the best!”
"You're right!" Another man said," I remember that it was last winter. I went to the Han River with the young master to do something. I didn't expect to meet the Han River Duo. They said that as long as you crawl through my crotch and call me grandpa three times, I'll let you go. Guess what happened?"”
"How is it?" Everyone asked curiously.
"The Han River Duo's swords haven't even been unsheathed, but Young Gang Master's silver spear has already pierced through their throats.”the man said proudly.
The young man in embroidered clothes was called Mai Shaozheng, the only son of the Giant Whale Sect Master.
The Giant Whale Sect had occupied Jiangnan for many years and monopolized the shipping business. Although their foundation was not as good as the six sects, they still had a considerable status in Jiangnan.
Young Master Mai had started practicing shooting at the age of ten, boasting of his outstanding marksmanship. Hearing everyone's words, even though he knew that they were trying to flatter him, he couldn't help but feel proud and pleased.
Just as everyone was boasting, the door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open.
A cold, gloomy wind, mixed with the night rain, blew into the hall from the door. The candlelight of the restaurant suddenly swayed, and the light became flickering. The atmosphere was especially strange.
"This is killing intent…"
Su Ming put down his chopsticks, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly. He lifted his head and looked towards the door.
An old man in black had appeared at the door.
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