The Five Poisons Cult had dozens of heads hanging outside the east city gate of Lu Ting, frozen into lumps of ice.
Yang Ge said nothing, so the embroidered-robed guards of the right division did not dare to retrieve them.
Since the embroidered-robed guards didn’t retrieve them, surprisingly, no one else came to claim them either.
Dozens of heads swung like dozens of balloons, swaying with the north wind and banging loudly...
Invisibly, it was as though a bullet was spinning and flying at high speed.
Although no one knew where this bullet would ultimately be directed or at whom it would be aimed,
everyone was certain that once the bullet reached its destination... someone would surely die!
The north wind carried an invisible, powerful killing aura massively southward, making countless people shiver.
This winter got even colder!
Many people were thinking about Yang Ge...
Yang Ge himself felt nothing special, going to bed early, waking up early, exercising his body, his days were healthier than many elderly people.
Until the seventh day’s early morning, when it was still dark, someone was banging on his courtyard door.
Yang Ge, puzzled, put on his clothes and stepped out, glanced at his dog son stretching in the kennel, and said angrily, "What use is keeping you?"
Lil’ Yellow, trying to please, grinned and wagged his tail at him.
Yang Ge looked at the snow in the courtyard, tentatively stepped outside, then swiftly drew his foot back, and said lethargically and loudly, "I’m too lazy to open the door, climb the wall yourself!"
The man outside, hearing this, shouted angrily, "Don’t even think about touching my porcelain, open the door!"
Yang Ge held his clothes tight and said, "Too lazy to open, climb the wall yourself, isn’t that what you like to do?"
The man outside said, "Cut it out, I’ve been reformed for a long time, don’t think I don’t know you’re just looking for an excuse to beat me up!"
Yang Ge said, "Climb over, I promise I won’t beat you!"
The man outside replied, "I won’t climb, I don’t trust your promise!"
Yang Ge said speechlessly, "Are you an idiot? I’m allowing you to climb over, what are you scared of?"
The man outside disdainfully said, "Pfft, with your petty mind, which person who climbed over your wall ended up well?"
Yang Ge thought for a moment, stuck out his neck and said, "Isn’t the boss of the ’Yan Yun Five Devils’ doing just fine?"
The man outside said, "Then you should ask him why he dares not enter the pass anymore, huh?"
Yang Ge angrily said, "Slander, sheer slander! You haven’t even asked him, what makes you say he doesn’t dare enter the pass?"
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The man outside confidently said, "If I hadn’t asked him, why would I say he doesn’t dare? You think they gifted you guys such good horses just because you look handsome?"
Unable to out-talk the guy outside, Yang Ge merely reached out and with one push unlatched the gate.
"Creak."
The courtyard door opened; Shen Fa, covered with snow and ice even on his eyelashes, shivered as he rubbed his hands and huffed warm breath into them, smugly stepping over the threshold: "You weren’t going to open, were you?"
Yang Ge looked at him disdainfully: "Are you eight years old?"
Shen Fa puffed up his chest: "What’s it to you how old your big brother is?"
Yang Ge "tsked," raised his hand and slapped Shen Fa, knocking him face first into the snow.
Shen Fa, lying in the snow, with his defenses broken, furiously said, "You said you wouldn’t hit me, right?"
Yang Ge turned around, yawning non-stop as he walked inside; a powerless and furious Shen Fa was about to rant when he suddenly felt a warm flow rise from his back, immediately warming him up, making even the howling cold wind feel less piercing...
With surprise, he exclaimed, "Eh?" got up and "tsk-tsk-tsked" as he flexed his joints and headed indoors: "What kind of martial arts have you practiced? Is it really that miraculous?"
Inside, Yang Ge, sitting at a square table, yawned as he pulled his hand away from the steaming teapot, poured two bowls of hot tea, and said, "Cut to the chase, skip the nonsense, don’t force me to slap you, ow!"
Shen Fa, after slapping off the snow on his body at the door, walked energetically into the inner room, slapped heavily on the coffee table, and the impact made the teapot and cups on it jump, spilling tea everywhere. He said forcefully, "Yang, the Five Poisons Cult is testing you, you absolutely can’t fall for their tricks!"
Yang Ge ignored him, feeling the tabletop and carefully examining his dinner table, eventually finding a hairline crack on the surface, immediately pointed at the crack and said, "Oops, congratulations, you hit the jackpot!"
Shen Fa glanced at the crack and suddenly recalled some memories relevant to this moment, his heartbeat racing for a couple of beats.
But he still tried to appear calm, waving his hand impressively, trying to gloss over: "That’s just a small issue, big brother will compensate you with seven or eight rosewood dining tables later, let’s talk business first!"
"Ha!"
Yang Ge sneered, "This is a Grandmaster’s handmade piece, a collector’s item nowhere else to be found in the world, and you think you can smooth this over with just seven or eight rosewood tables? Granny!"
Shen Fa’s eyes widened in disbelief: "That Grandmaster you mentioned isn’t yourself, is it?"
Yang Ge puffed out his chest: "Just admit I am a Grandmaster, alright?"
Shen Fa, trembling, gave him a thumbs up, breaking into a cracked voice, "Alright, a peerless Grandmaster, a matchless man! Yang Ge, you’re amazing!"
Yang Ge said, "Good to hear. This treasure case, labor and materials included, totals a thousand taels of silver. Considering our longstanding friendship, bro, I’ll give you a discount, just 999 taels and 1199 wen will do, later I’ll send the invoice to the Northern Pacification Commission, it’ll be easy for you to expense it... How’s that, pal?"
Shen Fa clutched his chest, took several deep breaths to steady his shocked spirit... He had no doubt that this guy would really send an invoice to the Northern Pacification Commission, nor did he doubt that if he dared default on the payment, this fellow would run to the capital to beat him up again!