"Mingguogong has a bad temper! I don't want to do anything, but within three days, I want to see the fate of the person who hits my son Jing'an!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he stepped on Pingbu Qingyun and flew out of the window of Ji's restaurant and flew straight to Gou's Mansion, the Marquis of Qishan.
Duke Ming was standing at the top of his game, his face changed several times, he didn't dare to rebuke, he could only watch Fang Yun flying in the air.
The scholars in the restaurant were stunned. Everyone knew that something big was going to happen, but the fact that Marquis Zhujiang destroyed Duke Ming's mansion with one sword was beyond their imagination.
The title of Duke Ming is higher than that of Marquis Zhujiang, and Duke Ming is a Grand Secretary of Chengyi Realm with a deep family background and countless treasures. It is impossible for him to be afraid of Marquis Zhujiang. However, Duke Ming just stared blankly and said nothing.
The power of Liangjie Mountain remains.
The scholar on the third floor quickly rushed to the window and watched Fang Yun fly towards the Gou family.
The waiter standing at the staircase on the third floor had a sad face and walked down slowly step by step. He actually looked down on the dignified Marquis of Zhujiang and the university scholar who wrote three poems that were handed down from generation to generation. In the future, he would not only become a laughing stock in the restaurant, but might even become a laughing stock in the whole world.
The restaurant owner was standing at the staircase on the second floor, and he shouted, "This is unbecoming! Why are you still on the third floor? What happened up there?"
The waiter's legs went weak and he nearly fell down the stairs. He cried out, "Boss, I didn't mean it..." He was actually scared to tears.
The restaurant owner's face changed drastically. The people above the third floor were all scholars. They might not have high academic status, but even ordinary scholars had fellow students from the same hometown. If they knew just one minor official, the restaurant could be closed down.
"Damn it! Tell me! What happened! If you don't explain clearly, I'll break your dog legs!" The restaurant owner was so angry that his face turned red. He turned around to look for something handy, as if he really wanted to break the waiter's legs.
The waiter's legs went weak and he slumped down on the stairs, looking at the restaurant owner with eyes filled with fear and regret.
"Speak!" The restaurant owner was furious. "If you don't explain clearly today, don't even think about leaving the restaurant."
The waiter cried, "I... I didn't mean to..."
Then, the waiter told the whole story while crying.
"Did I dig up your ancestral grave or kick your widow's door? How dare you do this to me? That's the Marquis of Zhujiang! That's Zhang Mingzhou! He is the most meritorious official in my literary world in Liangjie Mountain! The whole world, from the king to the common people, is talking about him, and you don't even let him go upstairs! Huh? How dare you not let Zhang Longxiang go upstairs? Why didn't I beat you to death when you entered the store as a clerk?"
The restaurant owner was almost mad with rage, and kept turning his head and looking around, trying to find something to hit people with.
The diners and other waiters on the second floor had gathered around, and after hearing what had just happened, everyone felt sympathy and felt that it was deserved.
A diner said, "I don't think anything will happen. Lord Zhang is the leader of both worlds. He doesn't even care about the honors in the literary world. How could he care about a waiter blocking his way?"
"Yeah, don't make things difficult for this kid. Zhang Mingzhou didn't blame him, so just let him go, boss."
The shopkeeper cursed, "Lord Zhang is too lazy to pay attention to him, but how will the officials of Jingzhou look at me in the future? How will the neighbors look at this restaurant? Which scholar will dare to eat here in the future!"
Many diners were speechless.
“Boss, I… I was wrong…” the waiter wiped his tears regretfully.
"Damn it, just you wait for me! If anything happens in the restaurant, I'll chop you into pieces!" After saying this, the restaurant owner walked up, scaring the waiter so much that he squatted down with his head in his hands.
The restaurant owner walked past the waiter and kicked him down the stairs, then walked towards the third floor while cursing at him.
Another waiter asked, "Boss, why are you still going upstairs?"
The restaurant owner rolled his eyes at the waiter and said as he walked away, "Of course we'll watch the show!"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran up, and the rest of the waiters, chefs, and diners swarmed over.
Finally, the waiter on the third floor, who had been stepped on several times, was left looking up at the building, unable to cry.
The windows on the third floor were crowded with people, and the chill of the winter night was blowing in their faces, but no one cared.
Duke Ming was hovering in the sky, motionless.
Fang Yun had already flown over the Gou family's home. Gou Bao rose from the courtyard, snorted coldly, and said, "May I ask why Marquis Zhujiang has visited us so late at night? Our Gou family's fortune has been ruined by our unworthy descendants. Could it be that Marquis Zhujiang wants to add insult to injury?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.
"You owe me and Liangjie Mountain a debt, and you want to easily default on it? There is no such thing in the world!" Fang Yun said.
Gou Bao's face was as cold as frost. He said, "I admit that your war poems are indeed extraordinary, but that's all. I am at a higher level than you, I am more daring than you, and I am definitely better than you in terms of talent and swordsmanship. If we have to fight to the death, you are not my opponent. Moreover, if you dare to attack the Grand Secretary in Jingzhou City, the King of Chu will not forgive you, the Great Confucian Hall will not forgive you, the Kong Family will not forgive you, and even this Holy Temple and even the Holy Academy will not forgive you!"
"A frog in the well." Fang Yun smiled indifferently, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword transformed into a sword body and pierced Gou Bao at the speed of seven sounds, without any fancy moves.
Gou Bao smiled coldly, and immediately uttered the true name of the ancient sword. The Qishan ancient sword instantly turned into a ten-foot giant sword. The sword body was made of rugged rocks, as if it was forged from a green mountain, solid and steady.
"Young man, I will let you know what it means to be strong with age and what it means to be an old horse waiting to be stable! Speed alone does not necessarily make a sword the strongest! I..."
Before Gou Bao finished speaking, the True Dragon Ancient Sword was like a sharp blade cutting paper. With a "swish" sound, the sword light flashed and the Qishan Ancient Sword was cut into two.
The Qishan ancient sword was split into two pieces and shattered, turning into rubble and falling down.
"Puff..."
The ancient sword shattered, Wen Dan suffered severe damage, Gou Bao spat out a mouthful of blood mist, his face as pale as paper, and looked at Fang Yun in horror.
"You..." Blood flowed from the corners of Gou Bao's mouth. He tried desperately to control his own strength, but saw the True Dragon Ancient Sword pointing at his forehead.
There was only a needle-tip-sized wound between Gou Bao's eyebrows, and the damage to his body was minimal.
However, huge roars came from Gou Bao's head and spread over a hundred miles in an instant.
That was the sound of a landslide.
The palace of the Grand Secretary collapsed!
Pingbu Qingyun disappeared, Gou Bao screamed and fell from mid-air, hit the roof tiles, then rolled to the ground, his whole body twitching slightly.
"master!"
Some servants of the Gou family rushed towards Gou Bao crying.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword shook slightly, and a huge force descended upon the Gou family. The structures of all the houses in the Gou family were destroyed and slowly collapsed.
Duke Ming was furious and said, "Marquis Zhujiang, you lawless thief, how dare you murder the Grand Secretary in Jingzhou City!"
Fang Yun didn't even look at Duke Ming. He looked towards the direction of the Jingzhou Palace and spoke with anger.
"Zhang Longxiang, Marquis of Zhujiang, is here to see you in the palace!"
Fang Yun's voice spread throughout the entire Jingzhou City.
(To be continued.)