OBS Chapter 68 Rampant
Chapter 68 Rampant
Chapter 68 Rampant
"Young Master Fang, no, there are distinguished guests inside!"
The waiter outside was clearly trying his best to stop them, but to no avail.
boom!
The door was kicked open suddenly, and several figures rushed in!
Besides the waiter and the maids of Anxiang Pavilion, there were several richly dressed young men, all around twenty years old, each with an arrogant demeanor.
"Um?"
Chen Wu then realized what had happened, put down his chopsticks, and looked at the people who had barged into the room with a look of astonishment.
"What are you doing—" he asked unhappily.
"I'm sorry, gentlemen, we really couldn't stop them," the waiter said with a troubled expression.
"Your manager is coming over." Mo Zheng's expression was also displeased; he couldn't believe he'd run into such a mess while having a meal.
"Calling the shopkeeper is useless; there's no one in Shangyin County who can support me as I walk."
The young master at the front looked at Mo Zheng and Chen Wu and sneered, "I thought you were someone important, but you're just two nobodys who dare to take up the room that I usually use."
"He's not some nobody, Brother Fang. I know this fat man; he's the son of the Chen family who smuggled salt. A few days ago, he and his father came to my house to offer tribute to my father, but my father didn't even show up; he just had the steward send them away." The young master standing on the right said with a smile, "His name is Chen Wu, right? Do you recognize me?"
"So it's the young master of Constable He's family."
Chen Wu's face was grim, his hands clenched into fists, clearly extremely angry, yet he dared not show any anger.
He forced a smile and said, "Young Master He, gentlemen, would you do me the honor of meeting me today? I'm having dinner with a friend, and it's fate that we've run into each other. How about I cover your expenses at Anxiang Restaurant?"
"Face, hahaha, you want me to give face?"
The leader, Young Master Fang, laughed heartily, then his smile turned cold as he shouted, "Who do you think you are? Get out!"
The people behind him burst into laughter upon hearing this, their smiles filled with mockery.
Young Master He laughed, "Young man surnamed Chen, let me introduce you. This is Fang Ruhai, the son of Magistrate Fang Daquan, and these two are the sons of the Clerk and the County Commandant. You can't even afford to offend my father, yet you expect us to give you a room? Get out of here before we get angry."
"Oh, right. Tonight's expenses are all on you, consider it an apology, is there a problem?"
Chen Wu's eyes turned red instantly; this was far too much of a bullying.
But he was powerless to do anything about it. With just one constable, He, and his gang of constables could easily control his family, not to mention the fact that the entire Shangyin County's yamen was gathered here.
"Alright, enough joking around, get lost." Young Master Fang said seriously, "If it weren't for the fact that I'm hosting a banquet for the senior brothers from the Jinqing Prefecture Martial Arts Hall today, I would have crippled one of you senseless good-for-nothings."
After three years of training, the disciples of the Jinqing Prefecture Martial Arts Hall can basically break through from the Qi and Blood Realm to the Skin and Flesh Realm and become true martial artists.
The status and strength of martial artists need no further explanation; they can easily become officials or establish their own power base, living a carefree life.
Whether in the county town or the prefectural city, they held a very high status.
These wealthy young men clearly wanted to use this meal to curry favor.
A group of the most outstanding young men in Shangyin County were hosting a banquet for the most promising young people in the entire county. This combination was indeed one that no one dared to mess with.
Even if it were their fathers, they would probably give up this room.
Unfortunately, they ran into Mo Zheng.
Mo Zheng dared to break into and kill people in the Luo family of Jinqing Prefecture, which had a martial artist at the Bone and Tendon Realm. How much more so when facing these young masters from the county town?
"Get out, or don't blame me for being impolite," Mo Zheng said calmly.
However, as soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold.
The group of wealthy young men, who had initially been looking amused, suddenly turned pale.
Two insignificant people, who never bothered each other, now dare to tell them to get lost?
"Okay, very good."
Fang Ruhai's eyes suddenly turned fierce and violent. He stared intently at Mo Zheng and said, "I'm very curious about your identity. I hope you're qualified to say that, otherwise—"
He made a throat-slitting gesture and said in a deep voice, "Not only you, your whole family will die!"
"Boy, you've got the wrong place to be arrogant," Young Master He said coldly. "In this Shangyin City territory, we are the law. You think some nobody who hangs out with Chen Wu can just let us leave?"
"Young Master Fang, Young Master He, kill them!"
"Killing these two arrogant brats was too presumptuous!"
"That salt smuggler is scared, look at him trembling, hahaha—"
A group of people cheered, ignoring Mo Zheng and Chen Wu as if they were two ants.
"Mo Er, this—" Chen Wu was indeed scared and looked at Mo Zheng with some concern.
Although he knew that the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy was very powerful, as the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, and a local official is more powerful than a county magistrate.
The young men present were the sons of the most powerful officials in the entire Shangyin County, accompanied by sons of various wealthy families, none of whom should be underestimated.
Each one of them was enough to make the Chen family look up to them.
Mo Zheng had only been at the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy for two months. Could he possibly handle so many powerful and influential people?
These people are enough to easily destroy the Chen family.
"Don't worry, everything will be alright."
Mo Zheng offered a word of comfort, then said expressionlessly, "I also want to see how they killed me."
He was already somewhat angry.
These spoiled brats, they actually wanted to kill his whole family over a small dispute?
"If you want to see it, then I'll grant your wish!"
Young Master He strode outside and shouted, "Are there any constables at Anxiang Tower who are eating? If so, come here!"
"Who is it! Shouting like that!"
"You son of a bitch, want to go to jail? Looking for us?"
"That little brat's got a death wish!"
Suddenly, a series of curses and swears came from a private room on the second floor. It was a group of constables, their faces flushed from drinking, shouting and cursing.
"I am He Feiquan! Someone is bullying your young master, why don't you get up here and protect him!" Young Master He shouted again.
The shouting and cursing downstairs immediately fell silent.
The next moment, a group of constables rushed up to the third floor. The leader was a squad leader who smiled obsequiously at Young Master He and said, "Young Master He, please forgive us. The brothers had drunk a bit too much and didn't watch what they were saying."
Young Master He frowned. Although he was a little annoyed, he thought that these guys were always such scoundrels, and he still had to rely on them to do things. So he said, "Old Zhang, let's not talk about this. Just do the work."
He turned to Mo Zheng and said, "You brat, you're still so arrogant! Today you're going to jail, and tomorrow we'll send men to arrest your whole family!"
"Old Zhang, arrest them. Tell them later that these two colluded with notorious bandits and plotted to kill us."
The head constable, known as Old Zhang, knew what was going on as soon as he glanced up and saw the group of spoiled brats led by Fang Ruhai, the county magistrate's son.
Upon hearing the order, he responded with a "Yes," and led his men boldly into the room.
Room number one in the Heavenly Palace was spacious, and even with the addition of seven or eight constables, it still didn't feel crowded.
Looking at the two boys sitting there calmly, Zhang Bantou walked forward with a sinister smile and said, "You two have really eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, actually offending so many young masters. Remember to be reborn into a better family in your next life, and don't come to this Shangyin County again."
"Brothers, take down these two thieves!"
The constables immediately drew their long swords and took out their shackles, gathering around the group.
The group of spoiled brats watched this scene with smug satisfaction, especially Fang Ruhai, whose smile was full of pleasure and cruelty.
"What crime is it to frame someone for murdering a government official, and to commit insubordination?" Mo Zheng suddenly asked.
"What did you say?" Zhang, the foreman, wondered if he had misheard. "Say it again?"
"I said, what crime is it to frame and murder a court official, an act of insubordination?" Mo Zheng repeated.
"Hahaha, you, a mere brat, calling yourself a government official? Bah! Don't you know you're impersonating the government—"
Mo Zheng took something out of his pocket and slammed it heavily on the table, interrupting his words with a loud bang.
Zhang Ban Tou was furious and was about to yell at him when suddenly a flash of silver light appeared before his eyes.
The object on the table was a small seal, a small silver seal.
His anger vanished instantly, replaced by shock and disbelief. Not only him, but all the constables surrounding Mo Zheng and Chen Wu were dumbfounded, their weapons and shackles raised, momentarily at a loss.
"Old Zhang, what are you waiting for? Why aren't you making a move?" Young Master He said impatiently, "Young Master Fang's guests are almost here, stop dawdling."
Fang Ruhai also snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Zhang, the foreman, rubbed his eyes with both hands, and when he looked again, he found that the small silver seal was still on the table. He wasn't seeing things because he was drunk. He couldn't help but swallow hard.
With a tearful expression, he said to the group of playboys, "Young Master He, we can't fight back. We've caused trouble, we've caused a huge trouble."
"What kind of disaster have you caused? In Shangyin County, even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you!" Fang Ruhai shouted. "Hurry up and take them down, or I'll skin you alive!"
As the son of a county magistrate, it would be difficult for him to deal with officials of high rank in the imperial court, but dealing with these gang leaders was just a matter of saying a word.
"I'm afraid your words, Young Master Fang, won't work today."
Mo Zheng said casually, "Why aren't you kneeling down?"
Thump, thump—
A series of sounds of kneeling and falling to the ground followed. These constables, who were usually so arrogant and domineering, all knelt down in unison, their expressions filled with fear and unease.
Seeing that the helpers they had called up were actually listening to the young man opposite them, the group of spoiled brats were all dumbfounded.
"Zhang, what's wrong with you? Why are you kneeling before this young man?" Fang Ruhai asked angrily.
"Young Master Fang, Young Master He, look at this silver seal," said Zhang Bantou.
The group of playboys turned their gazes to the small silver seal. They hadn't been able to see it clearly before because the constables had been blocking their view. But now, with Zhang the squad leader's reminder, they took a closer look and saw that the small silver seal was entirely white, with an exquisite design and a very unique appearance.
"This—this is—"
He Feiquan, being the son of a constable, came from a family with a long tradition of learning. Upon seeing the silver seal, his eyes widened in surprise.
"What is it?" Fang Ruhai asked, puzzled.
"It's the silver seal of the Six Doors; whoever holds the seal becomes the Silver Seal Constable of the Six Doors!"
He Feiquan's voice was trembling with tears as he said fearfully, "Young Master Fang, we've messed up, we've really messed up!"
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A silver-seal constable from the Six Doors?!
Fang Ruhai, who was still filled with doubt and anger, suddenly narrowed his eyes upon hearing this. He stared incredulously at the small silver seal and then at the boy's excessively young face. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and his heart turned cold. A huge sense of fear enveloped his entire body.
What does the Six Doors do?
That's specifically designed to deal with martial artists. No matter if you're from a powerful family, a gang leader, or even royalty, they can arrest or kill you at will!
The head constable of the Six Doors with the silver seal is a sixth-rank official. His father, Fang Daquan, the magistrate of Shangyin County, has only reached the seventh rank after decades of service. He would probably have to bow and address this young man as "sir"!
Official titles and ranks were not granted to anyone other than a military officer.
A sixth-rank silver-seal constable must be a martial arts master. The key is that he is so young, looking no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, which means he has unlimited potential!
Although his martial arts talent was mediocre, he had a martial artist father, Fang Daquan, who was a county magistrate, so he still knew the basics of martial arts.
Forty years old is a watershed moment for evaluating a martial artist.
This young man is an absolute big shot; not only in the present, but he will also rise to great heights in the future.
"This guy, hanging out with the son of a salt smuggler like Chen Wu, is actually a Silver Seal Constable?" Fang Ruhai felt a tightness in his chest, almost making it hard to breathe.
He's a spoiled brat, arrogant, but not stupid.
The most basic requirement for being a playboy is having a keen eye!
He had never offended any powerful figures before, but today he had stumbled and gotten himself into big trouble.
A sixth-rank silver-seal constable is fully qualified to investigate illegal activities by martial artists. If he were to investigate what his father, Fang Daquan, had done, there would be no need for special retaliation. Just a fair and just handling of the matter would likely result in the entire family being exiled.
And it's not just Fang Ruhai.
The other spoiled brats, even those who didn't know the Silver Seal Constable's name, all knew the name of the Six Doors. They were all trembling with fear, and their previous arrogance was nowhere to be seen.
"It seems your guest has arrived," Mo Zheng suddenly said.
What?
Fang Ruhai and the others were completely blank at this moment, so how could they care about being guests?
But soon, a shout came from outside: "Ruhai, over here! There are quite a few people here!" A deep and powerful male voice rang out from outside the room.
Everyone turned around and saw six young men standing at the door, each full of vigor, dressed in thin clothes, exuding an aura of oppression.
Mo Zheng's gaze fell on the two young men standing at the back. They were acquaintances, Li Fei and Zhang Huaiyu, the senior brothers of the Yinwu Martial Arts School, who had been admitted to the Jinqing Prefecture Martial Arts Hall more than half a year ago.
Presumably, they were the disciples of the Jinqing Prefecture Martial Arts Hall who were being entertained by these spoiled second-generation rich kids.
"Brother Wang Hai, you've come at the perfect time!"
Fang Ruhai, as if seeing a savior, cried out urgently, "Please save my life! I will be eternally grateful!"