408: Chapter 325 408: Chapter 325 The waiter rushed over, shouting loudly:
“No good, someone’s smashing up the place, quick, notify everyone that the captured prey has turned hostile.”
Patrons who were drinking tea and eating in the small shop saw a fight was about to break out, and they hurriedly left the establishment, fearing that they might be caught in the fray.
These people wouldn’t run too far, though; they’d just go outside to the main street to watch.
With strangers causing trouble in the teahouse, everyone in this small town wanted to know who was bold enough to do so, especially since some were aware of the power backing the teahouse and felt that these troublemakers were tired of living a long life.
Cooks emerged from the teahouse with spatulas in hand, and some workers gathered whatever tools they could quickly grab, even the waiter was holding the rag he usually carried.
These were the tools they commonly used, which could also be seen as weapons they could muster to hit someone with.
They refrained from using the stools and tables of the store to avoid damaging their own property.
They felt that these two individuals were no match for their large group.
These two had knocked out the shopkeeper, and when the waiter spotted this and called so many people out, they knew they were dealing with an organized group, and of course, relayed the information to their people outside.
Lai Jianlin and Luo Yaxuan received the message and burst into the teahouse, instructing their men to stay vigilant outside.
Should anyone attempt to rush in and help, they were to block them and take them down.
Just as the waiter and a few others were about to make their move on these two, two young masters flew in from outside the shop.
Realizing that tough opponents had arrived—these young masters might have even larger forces behind them—the thugs, who usually committed villainous acts, grew bold, and, gritting their teeth, recklessly charged forward to attack the four men.
Although these men were enforcers who commonly used underhanded tactics to drug people with high cultivation levels, their combat prowess wasn’t enough; they were only in the Qi Refinement Realm.
Facing two young masters in the Golden Core realm, they felt immense pressure, knowing that confrontations with such tough adversaries often proved fatal.
They secretly scattered a substance—a colorless, odorless powder they typically used for their nefarious deeds.
This white powder would spread through the air when released and anyone who caught a whiff would pass out.
This powder was the reason they dared to emerge as enforcers without holding any magical treasures in their hands; it was their hidden weapon.
Filled with fear, they believed that even if their opponents were incredibly strong, as soon as the powder reached them, their Spiritual Power would wane, and they’d become easy to manipulate.
This was an alternative method to slipping the drug into their food and drinks, specifically designed for those who caused trouble.
The substance served not only as a sleeping drug but also as a medium to dissipate Spiritual Energy.
Luo Yaxuan took one look at these men and knew their low cultivation levels made them no challenge.
With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a powerful force.
He used wind and thunder, manifesting both elements with his strike.
His assailants felt a strong gust that sent them flying a great distance, their powder scattering to the wind, destination unknown.
Suddenly, thunder roared in the skies; despite the clear day, dark clouds swiftly gathered, and a torrential downpour began.
Onlookers on the street, including vendors selling their wares, were forced to retrieve their rain gear due to the abrupt change in weather.
Those without rain gear ran for shelter as the curious crowd began to scatter.
“Damn it, why did it start raining all of a sudden?
I didn’t bring an umbrella, got no gear to fend off the rain,” grumbled a burly man as he ran.
“It’s raining, find cover quickly!” a woman cried out loud.
“It must be an Immortal Master casting spells; don’t get injured, so powerful!” remarked someone with keen eyesight, noting that this wasn’t an ordinary weather change.
“Right, there wasn’t supposed to be any rain today.
I was just wondering how a clear sky suddenly turned to rain; it seems an Immortal Master has appeared.”
Inside the teahouse, the thieves who were blown away by Luo Yaxuan landed hard against the wall, the force of the impact punching a hole through it, and they were sent flying out into the main street.
They were hurled onto the street and knocked out cold.
As bodies flew out onto the street, people moved quickly to dodge the unexpected projectiles.
Seeing such notoriously violent individuals knocked out with a single move delighted the bystanders, who internally applauded the long-awaited act of justice.
These bandits had caused much suffering in the region, boldly abducting women and disrupting the busy market crowds, yet young girls were nowhere to be seen in the streets.
Whether daughters of wealthy families or Dragon Maidens, none dared venture onto the main street.
Nearby, women were hidden away in their homes by their families, for these bandits, too numerous in their misdeeds, would target not only strangers but also locals from the surrounding villages, looting farmers’ grain and, upon encountering young girls, kidnapping them outright.
And it wasn’t just a matter of taking them to the stockade; the girls were sold off, either to the Pleasure Towers or to human traffickers.
The prettiest young women from the villages were either sold or snatched away.
The neighboring farmers were in a state of despair, lacking the strength to resist and unable to save their loved ones.
Families with sons were particularly troubled, as many were fated to remain bachelors; only less attractive women were spared, while the beautiful suffered.