The Northern Sword God
The New Treasure Hall
By the time of entering the third week after his departure, at that time it was winter, there had been heavy snowfall for two days in a row, up to the City of Azalea, to the city of Azalea, the Great Ying Empire's capital looked like it was bathed in silver water, radiantly sparkling, beautiful to look at.
Meirenyu sat in anger when he heard Mr. Yan Bai's story about the causes until their Treasure Hall had a fire, and so that some of the buildings were finished in the fire.
Meanwhile, Lin Hong, Yu Long and the two White and Purple Protectors were cultivating in the Bianfu Palace Organization Tower, and until now they had not opened their room doors, still immersed in meditation.
Of course, by consuming the pills that Meirenyu had given first, they had to break through to a higher cultivation level in order for the future of the organization's tasks to become smoother if the members of the organization had high intelligence.
Seeing that Master Yan Bai's depressed state was beset with guilt, Meirenyu hurriedly said the thing that made Master Yan Bai feel relieved.
"There is no need for you to grieve Mr. Yan Bai. Our master Master Yong will not be angry. Instead I want to add to the cost of repairing and renovating this Treasure Hall"
Meirenyu then took out a number of Blue Manna from his spatial ring. Meanwhile, Master Yan Bai seemed to choke his neck when he saw the number of Blue Manna was even double the number compared to the previous number of 20,000 Blue Manna.
"At least this is worth 200,000,000 Energy Stones !" Mr. Yan Bai, he is speechless no more.
"I want the construction of the Treasure Hall renovation this time is much more detailed than the previous renovation" said Meirenyu who was greeted with words..
"definitely. This time our Treasure Hall will be even more luxurious than before. Even I make sure it will be the most luxurious Treasure and Auction Building in the entire North here" replied Mr. Yan Bai with shiny eyes.
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In a room in the Organization called the Tower of Beacons, three human figures, namely Kong Ping, the Head of the Tower of Beacon Representative, Wei Durui and Hui Chunying, were seen sitting around the fireplace, have fun chugging water words.
(water the words here are Arak as a figurative word that is often used in ancient mandarin silat novels. The author will use some ancient tropes like this, but will also explain the meaning of the word).
The three men were drinking white wine while sitting face to face on the day when it was not yet indicated noon, as the snow fell. The three of them had repeatedly chugged the white wine and spoke out in a loud voice.
Which talk is sometimes in the slippage of laughter when laughing at success, easily Wei Durui and Hui Chunying ignited the red hero and evenly pitched the real Treasure Hall just waiting for the day to operate again.
Again, accompanying the discussion between the three top officials of the Suar Tower Organization, sometimes a beautiful female servant came out from the inner room, with his hands holding a tray on top of which there is beef and chicken steaming smoky omen new out of the cauldron.
Along with the laughter of joy and the influence of wine, the naughty hands of the three leaders of the Tower of Suar always do not forget to grope the slender waists of servant women whose faces look uncomfortable, but trying desperately not to issue swear words.
"Such success is only for Our Beacon Tower in all of the Northern Regions here" jokingly Kong Ping's voice sounded as he invited the other two higher-ups to toast their success..
******
Three full moons have passed in the city of Azalea, at a much greater cost, and a much more labor-intensive to rebuild the Treasure Hall, now the acceleration of the construction of the New Treasure Hall has been completed, waiting for the inauguration and the day of its operation.
Every day almost everyone in Azalea City passed by in front of the Treasure Hall to observe. Then quietly spread word of mouth that the New Treasure Hall, funded by someone who has a very large capital, was, so that the disaster some time ago will not make Treasure Hall become bankrupt.
Even more recent news says that in the next few weeks, This New Treasure Hall will hold an official opening by holding an Akbar Auction Event by displaying unique items that have never been seen in the north here, perhaps even in the entire Silver Continent Region.
The invitations had been spread to the various Sects and Clans of the Great Ying Vastity Highlands, even as far as some small Kingdoms near the Ying Geat Empire, so a furore occurred because according to the people's estimations, it was a matter of fact that, that the auction arena of the New Treasure Hall can accommodate up to 5000 visitors.
"Clearly with the condition of the building that has a height of up to four floors, it certainly enables the New Treasure Hall has many balconies for VIP rooms, in addition to the ground floor for thousands of visitors" such is the discussion among the audience who every day wander the streets to take action to find out the latest developments "New Treasure Hall".
Kong Ping, We Durui an Hui Chunying seemed to be walking in a hurry on the road ahead of the New Treasure Hall in a dress that disguised their appearance, not to be outdone by trying to investigate the progress of the New Treasure Hall.
"Tonight you have to take action again" Kong Ping said as he taped the hood on his head. He was very angry to see the post in the wreck, now the New Treasure Hall Building looks even more bright in appeal before.
"I can't wait to see the blaze of the red whizzing through this building" Kong Ping glanced in disdain at the New Treasure Hall building.
******
No snowfall in Azalea City. When the two black shadows trying to disguise their faces in the hood, flew lightly from the roof ridge of the houses of the Azalea City.
The sound of the second fart had just been knocked by the night officer when the two figures were seen hovering over the New Treasure Hall ridge.
"So these are the people who in the past burned down our Treasure Hall?"
"So boldly do you intend to repeat the same incident to harm our Treasure Hall" a cold voice streaked across their ears.
The two black hooded figures, Wei Durui and Hui Chunying, felt all of their nape feathers standing up when the creepy sound was so close in their ears.
"Who are you" the two turned around and took two steps back in horror.
There appeared before them a man dressed in literary clothes waving in the wind.
But how strange, even though the literary clothes were seen fluttering, but there was not the slightest sound that made the sound of the fluttering of his cloak..
"This person has a very high science" Wei Durui sissed.
"His arrival was, in no way, completely unheard of, nor was his aura at all legible"
Then in the code that only the two of them understood, two sword lights flashed ferociously and immediately threatened to sever the scribe's neck.
"Suiittt"
Wei Durui and Hui Chunying could only let out a soft grievance when they felt the two hands holding the sword become stiff. Not only there, even their bodies are now silent still in motion will slash the neck of the literati.
"Death to me" whispered Wei Durui in fear
The boxer laughed softly which resembled the voice of a female demon and walked up to the two of them.
"I just need one answer from you. Blink your eyes if what I say is true, then I'll forgive you"
The artist took out a fan that when developed "Tsingg", it turns out that the fan-like object is a series of sharp-edged thin blades, which look shimmering on the moon's side.
The sharp fan's eyes were placed subtly right on the pulse of Wei Durui's neck, which according to the weak-spirited satrawan was easily threatened and intimidated.
Then the satrawan asked again,
"Are you guys the men of the Tower of Suar?" he could immediately guess all of that was the Suar Tower, because such despicable actions, generally would not run away from the work of the main competitors in similar businesses.
Hui Chunying's eyes widened to glance at Wen Durui, as if to say that don't believe the words of the literati. But the weak-spirited Wei Durui, quickly winked the omens justifying the words of the poet.
"Death to us" whispered Hui Chunying as she closed her eyes.
"Good.. will save you both from excessive pain before dying" the cold of the literary voice sounded, then followed with a subtle whimper, wen Durui's head fell on the ridge of Treasure Hall.
Hui Chunyui had never again opened her eyes since she closed the eyes of a desperate omen. His head also fell on the ridge of the New Treasure Hall.
******
The next day, when the waiter at the Tower of Suar did some cleaning work in their hall, the young man fell unconscious and found Wen Durui's head hanging apart from his body.
Likewise his thing with the servant in charge of opening the gate of the Tower of Suar door. The man shouted in a roar to cause a commotion. Hui Chunyui hung at the gate of the Tower of Suar where his head was separated from his limbs.
The entire city of Azalea was in a state of excitement, even more so in the Suar Tower. No one dared to come shopping at the Tower of Suar, because the habit of the people was the place where the massacre happened as it was a misfortune.
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