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"How dare you! That's my money! I'll cut you down first!"
"Stop right there! Whoever dares to take my money will die!"
In an instant, a crowd of people armed with long weapons surged out from nowhere, some even wielding vegetables.
With a splatter of blood, the sounds of flesh tearing echoed as hundreds engaged in a chaotic brawl. The stench of blood quickly filled the air. Zhu Fang stood frozen, his face a mask of disbelief.
"What is happening? Have they gone mad?" He stammered, pointing ahead.
Qin Feng's expression remained indifferent as he replied coolly, "Do you still think Guobei County is normal?"
Zhu Fang's face turned pale. "Isn't the County Magistrate going to do anything?"
Qin Feng sneered, "Does the County Magistrate dare to intervene? With just those few Yard Guards, can they handle these people?"
Zhu Fang shivered at the sight of the fierce crowd; they were all human after all. The county truly seemed powerless against them.
The chaos ended swiftly, with a burly man who had lost his left arm claiming the money in the end.
On the ground lay over a dozen corpses, a bloody incident sparked by mere ten taels of silver.
At that moment, several Yard Guards emerged, skillfully dragging away the bodies while the townsfolk washed down the streets, quickly restoring order as if nothing had happened.
Zhu Fang watched in astonishment; their handling of the situation was alarmingly efficient. If it weren't for Qin Feng's presence, he would have likely turned and fled—this county was far too dangerous.
Qin Feng patted Old Black Bull and continued walking in search of an inn.
Old Black Bull nodded and stepped forward, completely unfazed by the recent battle, not even bothering to glance back.
As they passed by a particular inn where Zhu Fang had stayed, Qin Feng instructed Old Black Bull to keep moving; he wasn't ready to face Zhu Fang just yet.
They soon arrived at the inn where Young Master was staying.
Old Black Bull came to a halt.
"Let’s stay here," Qin Feng said.
Zhu Fang had no objections.
The young attendant stepped out and was taken aback when he saw the Old Black Bull, a glimmer of greed flashing in his eyes.
"Excuse me, do you have any rooms available?" Qin Feng inquired.
"Yes, how many would you like, sir?" the attendant quickly replied, regaining his composure.
"Two rooms, please," Qin Feng said.
"Certainly, sir. Right this way," the attendant gestured. "We'll take care of your Ox Cart and ensure it's well looked after, so you needn't worry."
Qin Feng glanced at him meaningfully and replied, "Of course, I trust you. However, my Black Bull has a bit of a temper, so be cautious while handling it."
The attendant was momentarily taken aback but quickly assured him, "Rest assured, we have plenty of experience."
Qin Feng nodded and led Qin Wan'er and Zhu Ling inside. The attendant's eyes lit up as he observed the two girls.
Qin Feng pretended not to notice and continued walking with Qin Wan'er, while Zhu Fang guided Zhu Ling beside them.
As soon as they entered the room, Zhu Fang frowned slightly; all the patrons were staring at them, their gazes making him uncomfortable.
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