Pei Yuan made some adjustments to his appearance, but no one recognized him. He entered the restaurant and scanned around. There were few guests in the hall.

He called the waiter, ordered the food and drink at will, and then found a seat to sit down and wait.

Before the food and drinks were served, footsteps sounded, and three more people came in from outside.

The two men and one woman are dressed in a strong outfit and wear long swords on their waists. They are clearly people in the world.

The woman in the middle looked at the building with a frown and muttered, "There is no decent place to eat, and the smell of fish is everywhere."

"Okay, junior sister, don't complain, it's much better than in the wilderness."

The oldest of the three, about forty years old, was a man who looked quite mature and capable at first glance. He waved his hand and interrupted, "I told you that going out is not as good as home, you have to come out and suffer with you."

"I just want to see the world. Senior Cao's 100th birthday is full of guests. What a grand event, how could I miss it?"

The woman defended.

At this time, the shopkeeper behind the counter smiled and nodded and said, "Don't blame me, don't blame me, the shop is indeed a little simple, please sit upstairs."

"No need to worry, let's have a meal here, get all the good wine and food, hurry up! Don't delay my time!" The mature man strode to an empty table in the middle and sat down with a big golden knife.

Another man and a woman also sat down one after another, chatting as if no one else was around.

Pei Yuan had no intention of eavesdropping, but this restaurant was too small and it was hard not to hear it.

After listening for a while, I learned that these three people were disciples of a gang in Hailan Mansion. They came to celebrate the 100th birthday of Senior Cao and passed by this town.

The three of them seemed respectful and fearful to the senior Cao. Even if they talked privately, they would not dare to call them by their names.

But Pei Yuan knew who they were talking about.

Cao Zhengxiong!

In fact, anyone in the martial arts world knows this name almost everyone knows, and he has a more reputable name.

Hailan Sword Saint!

Hailan Mansion was not originally called this name until Cao Zhengxiong appeared.

In this mansion, the court's words were useless, and the only real controller was Cao Zhengxiong.

The word "Sacred" is the title of first-class masters hundreds or thousands of years ago. Cao Zhengxiong enjoyed the title of "Sword Saint" and lived safely to one hundred years old. There is only one reason...

He is too strong!

Since Cao Zhengxiong achieved the state of blood exchange at the age of 55 forty-five, no one dared to wave his sword at him for so many years.

Although Pei Yuan has encountered masters who are approaching the first level or the real level of the first level, he is really an exception.

Moreover, among these five people, only Fang Datong has been around the world for a long time, but he has also made a recent breakthrough and has not yet been passed to the world.

The other four people were hidden. Even though the Lord of the Underworld and Yang Zun were very famous in the world, others only knew that their martial arts were unfathomable. As for whether they had first-rate combat power? That was different, and no one could be sure of it.

In fact, in the clear world, there are only three first-class masters who are truly well-known.

Cao Zhengxiong is one of these three people and the oldest, which shows how powerful it is.

Pei Yuan came to Hailan Mansion. In addition to the near-shore area, he could explore the end of the world, and also wanted to go and compete with this sword saint.

At this time, the wine and food were served on the table. Pei Yuan picked up a few chopsticks and fish meat, drank another sip of wine, but he felt that it was tasteless and he suddenly lost interest.

On the contrary, the three people next to them seemed to be very hungry when they were served on the table. Even the woman who had acted quite disgusted before became chewy.

It's really delicious and timeless.

Pei Yuan smiled and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a noise coming from the street, followed by a "Dangdang" gong ringing from far to near.

As soon as he heard the sound of the gong, the customers in the store trembled, and the shopkeeper also changed his face like a frightened bird: "Didn't you just checked it the day before yesterday? Why are you here again today?"

"Shopkeeper, what's going on?" the woman in a strong outfit asked in surprise.

The shopkeeper stammered and his eyes dodged, but refused to say anything.

The restaurant is in a good location, sitting in the lobby, and it is just enough to take both streets into view. Pei Yuan saw a group of people walking towards the street on the left, and several strong men were guarding a short and fat man in his fifties and sixties who looked very rich.

Two strong men carried gongs and drums in their hands, and while beating, they shouted: "I've paid taxes, I've paid taxes!"

At the stalls on both sides of the street, someone poked his head out in the house and said in a coward: "Mr. Huang, didn't you just pay the tax the day before yesterday?"

The short and fat man looked smiling and glanced at the speaker, without saying anything.

A strong man beside him threw a whip over and whipped it "swish" on the man's face, which immediately made the other party scream in pain, but the strong man sneered: "Nonsense! You ate yesterday, don't have to eat today. Stay honestly for me. Don't run away. Whoever dares to run, I will break my leg."

Then Mr. Huang then dressed up and bowed to all sides, saying, "Neighbors, I don't want to collect taxes. Let me tell you a big happy event. In a few days, it will be the 100th birthday of the Sword Saint. I think we can enjoy peace and avoid being attacked by bandits because we have received the blessing of the Sword Saint. Can we not prepare gifts for him for his birthday?"

"So what you pay is not a tax, but a reward for the Sword Saint's wishes. If anyone doesn't pay, he doesn't know how to repay kindness!"

"If you are ignorant of being a human being, you are not a human being, a beast, a beast, a bastard! I will never let such a person go, Lao Huang!"

In the restaurant, the woman in a strong outfit was pricking her ears. When she heard this, she was angry and slapped her on the table: "This old guy dared to do evil in the name of Senior Cao and accumulate money. I'll teach him a lesson."

The shopkeeper was shocked to death when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and whispered: "Don't be impatient with the heroine, you can't be angry. Mr. Huang has a nephew, who is a master disciple of the Sword Saint, so he can't afford to offend him!"

"Is it amazing under the Sword Saint's Sect... under the Sword Saint's Sect?" The woman in gold dress was dumbfounded, wanted to have an attack, but was afraid. She was pulled by the old man beside her and sat down with the flow.

Pei Yuan watched the group get closer and closer. When he was about to approach the restaurant, he stopped outside a house with a closed door.

The short and fat man winked, and a strong man kicked the door open. The woman's scream immediately came from inside, showing a woman who was still charming in her thirties. She was holding a girl with a delicate appearance and shivering in her eleven or twelve years old.

Mr. Huang said, "Miss Zhang, your deceased husband owed me thirty taels of silver. When will he pay it back?"

"You are talking nonsense. When did my husband borrow your money?" The woman trembled and glared back.

"Haha! I have a proof of the word and I want to deny it. I have waived your interest! The proof of the word says that if you can't afford to pay it back, then you two will belong to me!"

"Get out! Get out!" the woman shouted sternly.

"Okay! OK! The Sword Saint's birthday is coming, so Lao Huang will give you a few days. Who told me that I am famous for being kind-hearted? Haha!"

"It's the extreme, Master Huang is kind-hearted!" The strong men complimented one after another.

The group was about to come to the restaurant, when Pei Yuan bounced his fingers and a wisp of finger wind sent out, invading Mr. Huang's body.

Mr. Huang suddenly shivered, his face turned pale, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The strong men around him hurriedly supported him.

"Forget it, I'm tired today, so I'll go back first."
Chapter completed!