Although Lan Dazhi had brought quite a few people, this was White Dragon Village, and hundreds of villagers swarmed the area, completely overwhelming the scene.
A few minutes later, all of the bodyguards were beaten and lying on the ground, their faces swollen and bloody.
"We were wrong, we were wrong."
"Stop hitting us, please spare our lives."
Amid the crowd, cries of agony could occasionally be heard.
"Little Shan, I think that’s enough. If this continues, someone might get killed."
Yu Xiuxiu said with some concern.
Only then did Zhang Xiaoshan speak up to stop it.
"Alright, folks, hold your hands."
Zhang Xiaoshan had absolute authority in the village, and as he spoke, the crowd dispersed.
"You little punk, you dared to let people gang up and beat me, you, you, you..."
Lan Dazhi clutched his head that had swelled up like a pig’s, glaring at Zhang Xiaoshan with hatred.
Zhang Xiaoshan gave Wu Biao a look.
Wu Biao grabbed Lan Dazhi by the collar and greeted him with a huge slap.
"You bastard, how dare you speak to our village chief like that, apologize."
Wu Biao was a large man with a fierce look, scaring Lan Dazhi terribly.
"Big brother, I was wrong, I apologize."
"Village Chief Zhang, I, I realize my error. I deserved to be beaten. Please be merciful and let me off."
At this time, Lan Dazhi also realized that in White Dragon Village, there was absolutely no hope of defeating Zhang Xiaoshan. To continue being defiant would be just seeking more abuse. In any case, he had to wait until he was out of White Dragon Village to take any action.
Following Zhang Xiaoshan’s command, Wu Biao released Lan Dazhi.
Lan Dazhi climbed up from the ground.
"Village Chief Zhang, we shall meet again."
Lan Dazhi said with a gloomy face, wanting to leave.
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Yet Zhang Xiaoshan stopped him.
"You’re free to go, but you smashed my homestay and disrupted my business. You need to compensate for that first."
Lan Dazhi wanted to say that he had been beaten into a pig’s head and hadn’t even asked for medical expenses, but even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn’t dare utter a word of refusal at this time.
Lan Dazhi wrote a check for one hundred thousand yuan.
Zhang Xiaoshan just scoffed.
"Not enough? Are these tables and chairs worth one hundred thousand yuan?"
"The furniture may not be worth much, but you impacted my business and frightened my customers. That needs to be properly accounted for."
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Lan Dazhi with a meaningful gaze.
A man must bow his head under someone else’s roof.
With a look of frustration, Lan Dazhi asked,
"Then how much do you want?"
Zhang Xiaoshan’s words shocked the villagers.
One million was an enormous sum for them, and of course, it was significant for Lan Dazhi as well.
"You’re demanding one million from me. Why don’t you just rob me."
Lan Dazhi jumped up, infuriated.
Zhang Xiaoshan, however, spoke indifferently,
"You’re also free not to pay. I’m not forcing you; after all, we live in a lawful era now, and everything is voluntary."
"Besides, it wasn’t me who forced you to come to our White Dragon Village to cause trouble. Isn’t that right, Mr. Lan?"
As Zhang Xiaoshan spoke, he gave a signal to Li Erniu and Wu Biao.
The two immediately gripped the sickles in their hands and, one on each side, advanced toward Lan Dazhi, scaring him into retreating rapidly.
"You, you guys, I’m warning you not to mess around."
Behind them, a flunky said in a trembling voice,
"Mr. Lan, I think we should just swallow our pride. If he wants one million, just give it to him. These are all thugs. If they get desperate, it’s a long way from the emperor’s high grounds here, and they could kill us and throw us in the mountains to feed the wild beasts without anyone knowing."
Lan Dazhi was startled.
"Fine, I’ll pay, one million it is. Am I not paying it?"
Lan Dazhi then wrote another check for one million yuan and handed it to Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan took the check and waved his hand dismissively.
Lan Dazhi hastily led his men away.
"You idiots, I’ve really wasted my resources on you, good for nothing at all."
He cursed at the bodyguards behind him, feeling extremely frustrated.
Lately, the Wanshan Hotel had barely any business, losing money every day, and now he had thrown away another million. It was indeed a case of misfortunes piling up in times of trouble.
"Little Shan, that man seems resentful. I bet he will come back for revenge. You need to be careful,"
Yu Xiuxiu said with concern.
Zhang Xiaoshan scoffed with disdain.
"Sister-in-law, don’t worry about it. He’s just a small fry. I didn’t even take him seriously."
"Alright, let’s clean up, sort out the damaged furniture. I’ve got something to do; I need to make a trip to the back mountain."
"The back mountain? It’s dangerous there," said Yu Xiuxiu with concern on her face.
Zhang Xiaoshan smiled and said,
"Sister-in-law, have you forgotten? Little White is now the king of the back mountain. No beast will harm me."
"That’s true, but still, be careful."
Zhang Xiaoshan nodded and then headed to the back mountain.
Upon reaching the mountain’s entrance, he whistled, and Little White appeared immediately, ferried Zhang Xiaoshan straight toward the ruins of the Immortal Medical Sect.
"Damn it, what rotten luck. Where’s the boat?"
Lan Dazhi, with his subordinates, came to the village entrance, irritated at not seeing the boatman.
"Mr. Lan, Mr. Lan..."
Just at that moment, a head sneakily appeared from behind a large tree nearby.