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Chapter 97 The Accountant (Third Update)

The carriage rolled over the stone slabs and stopped in front of the restaurant. The girl in the tight-fitting clothes immediately walked to the carriage cabinet and opened the door.

The accountant straightened his silk robe and stepped out of the carriage, followed by a woman wrapped in a thin veil, her eyes reddening like dew-kissed crabapple blossoms.

The girl had skin as white as snow, a curvaceous figure, wore a thin veil, and her face was flushed with humiliation.

He had a cold and aloof demeanor, as if he had just experienced something extremely torturous.

That's why the three of them attracted the attention of many people as soon as they entered the restaurant.

Several martial arts heroes immediately frowned.

As things stand, the woman following behind the accountant is clearly not very happy.

The accountant had already taken his seat with an air of nonchalance:

"Thinly sliced ​​pig's head meat, arranged in flower shapes, and served with a plate of sour wine."

"Alright!" The waiter draped the towel over his back. "This is the same dish you had when you came here half a year ago. I remember it all."

"Good lad. I like you just the way you are."

The accountant smiled and took out a small piece of silver from his pocket, tossing it directly to the waiter in front of him. The waiter bowed and scraped as he left.

After he left, the accountant waited for the food here.

The girl driving the car sat on his left, while the girl with a reluctant expression sat on his right.

The accountant reached out and touched the woman's collar. The woman in the thin veil turned her head to dodge, but he grabbed her waist.

After touching it a couple of times, a deep voice suddenly came:

"stop!"

The accountant frowned and looked over, noticing several wandering swordsmen walking towards him.

The leader was a hot-headed young man, followed by a refined-looking middle-aged man who was sighing and complaining.

The newcomers were several members of the Baishan Sect.

Ta Yunxia had completely settled down, and Bai Haochang no longer had any opportunity to interfere. Calculating the time, he decided to have lunch there and then head straight back to Baishan.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a mishap just before leaving.

Bai Haochang had no intention of causing trouble. He had seen too much of the filth of the martial world. Anyone who dared to act so blatantly must have something to rely on. He intended to pretend he hadn't seen anything, but his newly recruited, impetuous disciple had already rushed to the accounting desk.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Hao was caught in a dilemma, so he could only quickly step forward, put his hand on his apprentice's shoulder, and force a smile onto his face.

"My apologies, my young apprentice is ignorant of manners. But sir, it is unseemly for you to make things difficult for a young lady in broad daylight."

The accountant looked at Bai Haochang with amusement.

He looked her up and down twice, fiddled with the abacus in his arms a couple of times, and then smiled:

"You must be Bai Haochang, the leader of the Baishan Sect."

Bai Hao pushed his disciple behind him, stroked his beard, and stood in front of his disciple to block him:

"Since you know my reputation, you must also know that my White Mountain Sect is a righteous sect that cannot tolerate sordid matters. You can leave this girl here and go your own way. From now on, we will keep to ourselves."

The accountant stared at Bai Hao for a while, then suddenly smiled:
"Baishan? A prestigious sect? Heh, how does it feel to be roasted over charcoal by your own child?"

Bai Haochang's expression instantly darkened.

Knowing my name and seeing so many people around me, you still dare to be so arrogant?
That guy's got some real skills!

In that brief moment of hesitation, the two women beside the accountant stood up at the same time!
The pretty young woman driving the carriage drew a long sword from her waist and stabbed it directly at Bai Haochang's shoulder. Meanwhile, the aloof woman who had seemed insulted by the accountant also pulled out a dagger from her bosom. She was even more ruthless and slashed directly at Bai Haochang's neck.

Bai Haochang was startled and cursed inwardly as a "bastard"!
He himself was quite skilled, possessing the inner cultivation of the fourth level of the Heavenly Realm. The White Mountain Sect also specialized in swordsmanship. Although the two attacking women were not ordinary people, Bai Haochang could still clearly see their movements.

So he decided to draw his sword directly and deflect the attack.

However, as soon as Bai Hao's long hand reached for the scabbard, he suddenly felt as if his whole body was being held down by a heavy boulder, making it difficult to move his feet.

He blinked and vaguely saw that two large stones were tied to his waist and wrists at some point!

This is?

Stealing? Illusion? Hiding? Deceiving? Bewitching?
What kind of method was that? With a stone tied to his arm, Bai Hao could barely lift his arm, let alone dodge the opponent's attack.
They could only retreat in a sorry state.

As he retreated, he barely dodged the cold blade at his throat, but a long sword pierced three inches into his left shoulder, causing him to stumble and knock over a wine jar on the neighboring table.

The group that had been knocked over were none other than the Four Heroes of Nanshan. They were in a great predicament, looking at each other and not daring to make a move.

They all knew that the leader of the Baishan Sect was highly skilled, but they were beaten into such a state by these three in the first exchange.

Just the four of them?

I might as well just stand quietly to the side and be a local rat.

The others from the Baishan Sect were shocked and horrified. They all wanted to draw their swords to fight back, but the aloof woman simply took out a rouge box from her bosom, opened it, and blew on it. The Baishan disciples who hadn't yet rushed over immediately went limp and fell to the ground, unable to even support themselves.

After effectively subduing everyone from the Baishan Sect, the aloof woman put away her rouge box, giving the momentarily stunned young man a disgusted look:
"Are you blind? You can't even appreciate romance and you're ruining people's appetites!"

Who could tell that?
The Baishan disciples on the ground wanted to argue, but their tongues were too weak to speak for a moment.

"Your disciple's sharp tongue might bring trouble if left unchecked." The accountant glanced at Bai Haochang: "Sect Leader Bai, his life will inevitably be taken by someone else in the martial world sooner or later. Why don't I take his place?"

Bai Hao made a hoarse sound in his throat, the stone chain on his wrist intertwined with the rouge poison, making it difficult for him to utter a single word.

"Why are you being so polite?" The accountant gave the girl driving the carriage a wink, and she immediately walked towards the young man.

He drew his sword, pondering where to stab it, when he suddenly heard footsteps at the door.

Turning my head, I saw a very handsome young nobleman leading a short-haired servant with a slightly blank expression to the shop entrance.

Lin Jiang blinked.

He was just talking to Chen Dajiang about three ways to eat pig's head meat, but he never expected to see such a scene when he got to the pig's head meat.

Lin Jiang's gaze swept over the girl driving the carriage with the sword, then over the aloof woman dressed in rather light clothing, and finally landed on the accountant.

His eyes brightened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you Feng Aoshan's accountant?"

"That is indeed me. May I ask who you are?"

"Great!" Lin Jiang rubbed his hands together excitedly. "I just needed to talk to you about something!"

The accountant looked at Lin Jiang and felt a sense of unease.

The handsome young man before them was truly striking, with pleasing eyes and a kind expression. Even the two women beside him couldn't help but glance at this noble young man a few more times, which only made the accountant even more displeased.

But the accountant has no time to concern himself with this matter right now.

There are hundreds of cultivation techniques, but the accountant is most skilled in "evasion techniques".

The so-called art of avoidance, also known as the art of evading disaster, can be used to sense danger at the first level, avoid being seen by others at the second level, find a glimmer of hope amidst the chopping and slashing of knives and axes at the third level, and at the fourth level, one can use avoidance as a means of advance, taking advantage of others' inattention to carry out certain actions.

The current methods of this heaven are constantly warning the accountant, seemingly clearly indicating that this seemingly handsome young master is by no means a good person!

Seeing that the other party had blocked the only exit, the main gate, the accountant fiddled with the abacus for a moment and forced a smile.
"Young master, who are you? Why have you come to see me?"

"I have some questions for you," Lin Jiang said with a smile. "I thought I would have to wait for you here for a couple more days, but I didn't expect you to come today."

"Do you have some questions for me?" The accountant looked out the shop window, his gaze falling on the mountain not far away.

He already had a rough idea in his mind.

"A visitor from Mount Yunxia?"

"There is some connection."

The accountant's face tightened even more:
"Business negotiations or chivalrous adventures?"

"Guess."

"You've come all this way to block the door, and you're acting all aggressive. This doesn't look like business."

"You're right." Lin Jiang said politely, reaching out to the accountant, "I'm here to talk business with you."

(End of this chapter)