Chapter 633: Such a Resolute Man
“Damn it! What idiot dared to steal my business?”
A fat man sitting in a luxurious office slammed the table as he shouted after hearing the report from his subordinates.
His round beer belly jiggled in rage.
Hu Xi.
An 82-level third-tier Sword Saint.
A direct descendant of the Hu Group.
The Hu Group dealt in numerous businesses.
Equipment, elixirs, tools, livestock, real estate, and more.
A true business empire.
With two fourth-tier powerhouses in the family, they were at the peak of their power.
Hu Xi had been sent by the Hu Group to manage the equipment trade in the Hundred Ghost Battlefield.
Where was equipment most in demand?
Of course, the battlefield!!
Hu Xi was a shrewd man.
He quickly built connections with the captains of scattered legion squads.
What were scattered legions?
As mentioned earlier, they were made up of freelancers, adventurers, and mercenaries recruited from society or adventurer guilds.
Their formal title was “Adventurer Legions.”
Each nation’s adventurer legion was managed by their formal military corps.
Adventurer legions lacked a centralized commander.
The highest authority was the captains of the scattered battalions.
A single captain might command tens or even hundreds of thousands of transferred individuals.
By befriending these captains, Hu Xi ensured they procured their equipment from him.
After all…
Equipment was essential!
No matter where it was bought, it still needed to be purchased.
Furthermore…
Hu Xi offered kickbacks to the captains.
For every 100,000 Sacred Crystal Stones worth of equipment sold, he would return 20,000 Sacred Crystal Stones to the captain.
With this arrangement…
The captains readily agreed.
The weapons displayed there gleamed brilliantly, clearly high-quality goods.
However…
What caught Hu Xi’s attention was the woman selling the weapons.
Even with her face veiled and body covered by a black robe, Hu Xi’s lecherous eyes recognized from her enchanting phoenix-like eyes that she must be stunning.
“Oh-ho!!”
“A top-tier beauty too!”
“Let’s go! How dare someone set up a stall selling equipment without my permission? They must have a death wish!”
Without hesitation…
Hu Xi waved his hand and led a group of subordinates toward the stall.
His so-called “subordinates” were actually third-tier enforcers above level 75.
In the scattered legions, they were considered elite fighters. Combined with Hu Xi himself, a third-tier Sword Saint—despite his watered-down skills—he could walk around here like a tyrant.
Judging by the small stall, it likely belonged to a merchant new to the city, dabbling in goods trading.
Hu Xi had a hundred ways to ruin such a merchant’s life.
If he was ruthless, he could even arrange for the merchant’s death outside the city.
Even if authorities investigated, Hu Xi could simply make a subordinate take the fall.
“Out of the way! Move!”
Soon…
Under the menacing presence of his subordinates, Hu Xi swaggered forward, his beer belly resembling an overturned pot lid, arriving at the stall.
The people in line dared not protest.
They all recognized Hu Xi.
That beer belly and sleazy mustache were unmistakable.
“Sir, if you want to buy weapons, please line up. We don’t welcome line-cutters here.”
Zhou Xue’er’s cool voice spoke out calmly.
At this moment…
Ling Zhan, who had been leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. His cold, dark pupils gleamed sharply from beneath his hood.
“Hehe, little beauty, I’m not here to cut in line—I’m here to claim you!”
“Name your price! Come with me, and I’ll buy all your weapons too!”
Hu Xi grinned lecherously, waving his hand like a pompous tycoon.
Gasp!
The surrounding onlookers were shocked.
As expected…
The beauty had caught the eye of this lecherous fat man!
They were all too familiar with Hu Xi.
Zhou Xue’er’s eyes narrowed instantly, a sharp killing intent flashing deep within them.
She couldn’t believe this sleazy, disgusting man dared to openly harass her in public.
At this moment…
Hu Xi’s greasy hand reached toward Zhou Xue’er.
Just as she prepared to use her talismans to severely injure this scumbag…
Whoosh!!
A cold flash streaked through everyone’s vision.
In the next second, under the shocked, frozen gazes of the crowd…
Hu Xi’s movements halted in place.
More shockingly…
With a dull thud, his head fell to the ground.
Splat!!
Fresh blood sprayed from his neck like a fountain!
“Ahhh!!”
The surrounding transfer soldiers, unable to comprehend what had just happened, screamed and scrambled back in fear!
He’s dead!
Hu Xi was dead!
Not just the level-70-plus enforcers by his side…
Even Hu Xi himself, an 82-level Sword Saint, couldn’t react in time!
The one who acted…
Was none other than the black-robed man who had been leaning quietly against the wall!
His weapon was just a level-50 blue-grade longsword!
Remarkably, not a drop of Hu Xi’s blood stained its blade.
Quick…
What lightning-fast swordsmanship!!
It happened so swiftly, no one could react!
Moreover…
Such decisiveness from this man!