PFC Chapter 268 Entrance Fee
Chapter 268 Entrance Fee
Xiao Zhixue keenly caught the embarrassment and the need for help that flashed across Mu Qin's eyes. She couldn't help but take another look at her torn dress and had an idea in her mind.
She said nothing, just smiled gently, turned and walked into the house, carefully took out a brand new and dust-free dress from her storage space, and gently handed it to Mu Qin.
"Go change into this set quickly. I can handle the things here by myself. You should go back and rest early to get enough rest."
Mu Qin was so moved by this unexpected gift that he couldn't express his gratitude in words. He didn't even have the chance to fully express his thanks before he turned around and left in a hurry, leaving behind only a hurried but grateful back.
Xiao Zhixue then called An Ying'er over, revealing a hint of worry in her tone: "An Ying'er, I'm afraid that uninvited guests will come to cause trouble soon. We must be alert and ensure everyone's safety. No one can be hurt."
An Ying'er felt a little uneasy when she heard this, but she also knew that Yuan Shang and his gang would not swallow this humiliation so easily.
She decisively returned to the room, picked up a sturdy wooden stick, and sat back in the yard, looking around vigilantly, waiting for those who might come to cause trouble to appear, ready to teach them a profound lesson.
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At the same time, far outside Nanchong City, Fan Yanmu and his personal guards Ying Yi and Ying Er had already arrived at the city gate.
However, they were stopped by several arrogant soldiers guarding the city.
The soldiers looked at these outsiders with contempt and impatience.
"Oh, this is really strange. Is there some good show going on in Nanchong City today? Why are so many outsiders rushing here?" One of the soldiers muttered in a low voice, his words full of sarcasm and confusion.
However, the leading soldier glared at him fiercely when he heard this, and the soldier was so scared that he immediately fell silent and dared not say anything more.
"Have your pass, or no one can enter Nanchong City."
The leading soldier stretched out his hand with an arrogant attitude, as if he was declaring some unquestionable authority.
Fan Yanmu was calm and took out the documents needed for passage from his arms and handed them to the other party.
After a quick inspection, the leading soldier slowly threw the pass back to Fan Yanmu with a malicious smile on his face.
"We have an unwritten rule in Nanchong City that outsiders who want to enter the city must first pay a 'gate fee' of thirty taels of silver."
His words were full of pride and greed.
When Ying Er heard this, his eyebrows were twisted into an unsolvable knot, and he asked angrily: "I think you are looking for a fight! How dare you ask us for money? Do you know what kind of person our master is? I'm afraid you will piss your pants if I tell you!"
However, the leading soldier seemed to not care at all. With a playful smile on his face, he responded with disdain: "I don't care who your master is. Even if he is really the king of heaven, you have to pay money when you enter my Nanchong City."
In this land, Nanchong City has its own laws, and outsiders must abide by their rules. No matter how noble their status is, they cannot shake their dominant position in this world.
Ying Er wanted to argue, but was stopped by Fan Yanmu's cold gaze.
He said calmly: "Give him thirty taels of silver."
Although Ying Er was dissatisfied, he had no choice but to obey. He took out the silver note indignantly and slapped it heavily on the face of the leading soldier, his voice full of provocation and indignation: "Look carefully, no more, no less, exactly thirty taels of silver. Now you should let us pass!"
The leading soldier picked up the banknote from the ground in a panic, and the anger on his face rose like a flame. He drew the sharp blade from his waist and fiercely ordered the surrounding soldiers: "Capture them, these three ignorant people!"
Faced with such blatant provocation, how could he let it go?
As for money, he is determined to get it; as for people, he will never let them off easily.
Just as several soldiers were getting ready to subdue Fan Yanmu and his group, Shadow One and Shadow Two launched an attack almost instantly.
Their movements were as fast as lightning and their strength was immense. In just a few moments, all the soldiers defending the city, including the leader, were knocked to the ground, wailing incessantly.
At this moment, these originally arrogant soldiers finally realized that they had met a real tough guy today, and they no longer dared to have any thoughts of resistance.
Fan Yanmu pulled out the insulted thirty-tael silver note from the arms of the leading soldier on the ground and shook it gently. The silver note seemed to be mocking those stupid behaviors.
Then, he jumped onto his horse, led Shadow One and Shadow Two, strode through the city gate and deep into Nanchong City, leaving behind only an arrogant back.
Only when the three men walked farther and farther away and disappeared at the end of the street did the soldiers who had fallen to the ground crawl up tremblingly and look at each other. One of them asked cautiously, "Boss, are we just going to let it go?" The reluctance and fear in their expressions were intertwined, making it seem particularly ironic.
"That's right, boss. These three guys dared to break into the gate of our Nanchong City. How could we just stand by and suffer this loss in vain?"
The soldiers' complaints came one after another, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, their emotions became increasingly agitated, pushing the leader's anger to its peak.
Fine beads of sweat oozed out of the leader's forehead due to anger, and it seemed as if his forehead was about to be burned by this nameless fire and steam was rising.
However, their mission was to guard the gate of Nanchong City like an iron wall, and any disturbance would not be tolerated.
If word of this matter really reached the ears of the city lord who was known for his tyranny, their lives would probably be as fleeting as a candle in the wind.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their heart.
"Besides enduring, what else can we do? Are you willing to let the city lord kick our heads like a ball in a rage?"
The leader's roar resounded through the camp like thunder, and suddenly, the surroundings fell into dead silence.
Everyone knows the city lord's capricious and ruthless temper. Once you anger him, the only fate that awaits you is to have your head and body separated.
At this moment, not only did they not gain any benefits, but they were humiliated instead. Even though they were unwilling in their hearts, facing Fan Yanmu and the other two, they could only feel hatred and swallow their grievances helplessly.
Although Fan Yanmu and the other two were not clear about the exact whereabouts of Xiao Zhixue and her group, based on the time passed, they estimated that they had already entered Nanchong City first.
Combined with the words of the gatekeeper, Fan Yanmu became even more certain.
He sat on the tall horse, looking around, his eyes passing through the crowd, hoping to catch the slightest trace of Xiao Zhixue in the crowd.
But no matter how far he walked, there were only unfamiliar faces around him, and no sign of Xiao Zhixue.
Ying Er couldn't stand the scorching sun, and sweat slid down his cheeks like a summer rainstorm. He asked impatiently: "Master, could it be that Miss Xiao hasn't arrived in Nanchong City yet? Why can't I see her?"