After Feng Bujue’s group followed Lin Chang up to the second floor, the morning show officially came to an end. However, the discussion between the people from the martial world would not stop just like that. Feng Bujue’s group’s way of announcing themselves to the martial world was definitely unique and shocking. In fact, their appearance might cause the people gathered in Chang Lin Town to temporarily forget why they were there in the first place.
Who was Feng Bujue? What kind of martial art was he practicing? How could a young man possess such incredible power? When did Broken Sword Chahitsu come into being? Was it really just a small school? Was there a much bigger organization supporting it from behind? Other than Feng Bujue, how powerful were the rest that followed him?
Of course, the next day, as more things happened and as the date of the duel drew closer, people’s focus would turn to somewhere else again.
After Feng Bujue’s group was led away by Lin Chang, it left the group from Thousand Dawn Spire in an awkward situation. The leader and his disciples could only silently return to their seats and lower their heads to sip on the alcohol and refuse to continue the conversation.
Gong Sun Qian intended to humiliate the other party to regain his standing, but the man had shamelessly shot the words back at him. Then he had showcased an inner energy mastery that confused and surprised everyone. Looking at the snickering gaze that came from Ji Tong’s table, Gong Sun Qian’s heart was burning. Not long after that, he stood up and left the lobby.
Just as he was about to head upstairs, Ji Tong called after him. “Brother Gong Sun, don’t forget to bury the body that has been ruined, lest it stinks up the inn. After all, this is a public space.”
“Humph!” Gong Sun Qian huffed coldly and did not rise to the bait. What happened that day was not really a deep humiliation, so he would learn to let it go. If he got into another conflict with Ji Tong, it would appear like he was too petty, and that would ruin his name. Thus, he stomached the insult.
As he walked upstairs, Gong Sun Qian whispered to the disciple that followed behind him, “Later, when no one is watching, take a few of your fellow disciples and bury Wang Ao’s body in the mountains.”
“Yes, master,” his disciple replied.
“Hmm…” Gong Sun Qian seemed to remember something else, and then he added, “Remember to use the backdoor…”
“Yes… Master.”
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This newly reopened Chang Lin Inn had obvious signs of redesign and expansion. The size was practically twice the scale of when it was abandoned years ago. There were four floors to the inn, and there were plenty of rooms. There were about fifty rooms in total, and they were first separated into Ren, Di, and Tian before being arranged according to A, B, and C… The furniture and decor in each room was slightly different.
The situation in Copper Plateau County had been explained earlier. Due to the first stage of arrangement at Copper Plateau County, most of the groups from the orthodox schools entered Chang Lin Town at the same time. And after entering the town, they naturally discovered the issue with the lack of accommodation.
Of course, they could not have a school’s master and his disciples take up twenty rooms on their own. In that case, once the people from the Family and two Spires took up residence there, there would be no room for anyone else. Therefore, after a brief discussion, the schools came to a ’fair’ arrangement.
Thousand Dawn Spire might have a large crowd, but in the end, they only took four rooms. The leader and his wife had one room, Gong Sun Li had one room, the two eldest disciples had one room, and another five disciples had one room. Of course, after Wang Ao’s body was taken care of, the five disciples would drop down to four. The remaining ten or so disciples had to find a resting place around the inn, and whenever the leader had orders to give them, they had to arrive immediately.
Similarly, the other spire took four rooms. The three factions and four sections each had three rooms. The other remaining schools at most had two rooms, and for some third-rate clans, their leader and disciples had to squeeze into the same room. Their treatment was even worse than the eldest disciple of the orthodox schools.
Compared to these people, lone wolves like Lu San who had great standing in the martial world were much luckier and had a greater advantage. Provided that they came early enough, such people would be able to take a whole room to themselves.
At that moment, Feng Bujue’s group followed Lin Chang to the rooms that started with Tian, one of the better guest rooms at the inn.
For this great duel, about seven people had arrived from Ye Family. Other than the Six Flowery Blades, the other was Ye Hai. But these seven people occupied the seven best guest rooms.
The Ye family was different from the other schools. As Blade God Ye Cheng’s own school, as well as the leader of the martial world, they did not need to follow the rules set up by others. To be honest, even if the Ye Family’s people booked the entire inn and forbade other people from entering, the other schools would have nothing to say about it.
After all, this duel was a private affair between Xie San and Ye Cheng. They never did send out invitations for others to observe the duel. Simply, the news had leaked, and so many people had gone to spectate. This group of people practically came uninvited to observe this historical battle. The Ye Family’s people did not ask for ticket, and they did not chase these people away. They were being kind already. To share the accommodation ’fairly’ was decided among the other people. The Ye Family did not say they would get involved in it.
“Young Master Feng.” After entering the door, Lin Chang began the introduction. “These three are my fellow disciples.”
Inside the Tian room, three people sat waiting. They had been waiting for Feng Bujue’s group to arrive.
“This here is Master Feng.” Lin Chang made the introduction to the three, and then he used his finger to introduce the players one by one. “This is Mrs. Feng, and the others are heroes from Broken Sword Chahitsu.”
Lin Chang finished the introduction sweepingly, and once he finished, one spoke up immediately.
“I am Bamboo Blade, Miao Shaoqin.” The one who spoke was a man about thirty. He looked polite and harmless, giving the presence of a scholar. He wore a black robe, and his blade sat next to his chair. The ’bamboo blade’ looked no different from a normal bamboo stalk that was about one meter long. It was hard to imagine it as a weapon. It did not even look like a stick, much less a blade. A normal person would have trouble even telling where the was blade and where the hilt was.
Miao Shaoqin was ranked fifth among the six flowery blades. He ranked the lowest among the four blades present, so he was the first to introduce himself to Feng Bujue.
“It’s my honor,” Feng Bujue said with a smile, but in his mind, he thought, Sounds like there’s going to be a lot of names that I have to memorize…
“Autumn Orchid Blade, Su Tang.”
“Transient Flower Blade, Ye Mu Han.”
The two that followed up with their introductions were both female swordswomen. They did not place themselves in a lower standing, which was common when meeting someone new. Perhaps they thought that they did not need to do so before Feng Bujue, whom they considered their junior.
Autumn Orchid Blade was fourth of the six flowery blades. She was twenty-six, and even though she could not be called an ultimate beauty, she was plenty beautiful. She was on the smaller side, and at a glance, Feng Bujue put her about 1.5 meters tall. The ratio of her upper body was disproportional to the rest of her stature. Even though she was wearing beige colored clothing, it did nothing to hide her voluptuous figure.
Transient Flower Blade looked several years older than Su Tang. She had the undeniable presence of a tomboy. She had her hair tied up like a man, and her skin was rough. Even when she spoke, her tone was brash. Of course, it was not to the stage where her gender became a mystery. After all, she did not have an Adam’s apple. Even though she had that tomboyish presence, compared to Atobe-sama, she still looked more feminine.
“It’s my honor to meet two heroines,” Feng Bujue replied.
When the introduction for both parties was done. Out of politeness, Xiao Tan and the rest had to at least give their names. “Er… I am Wang Tanzhi, not really known for anything…”