The immortal of the Tang Dynasty, but the game starts at Xuanwu Gate?

"Gah—!"

Zhao Baishan never expected that these three children, who looked to be no more than ten years old, would be so unreasonable, attacking without warning. Before he could react, Tang Heshang smashed him, leaving him bleeding profusely and letting out a slightly strange wail.

With Tang Heshang initiating the group, Cheng Chumo and Li Zhen, as sons of military officers, immediately joined without hesitation.

"Fuck your mother, who gave you the nerve to talk back to me?" Cheng Chumo went up and, disregarding all martial ethics, spat at Zhao Baishan and grabbed a chair next to him, smashing it against Zhao Baishan's legs!

"ah!!!"

Zhao Baishan was so stunned by the beating that he collapsed to the ground.

Li Zhen's face was contorted with a mixture of ferocity and excitement as he rushed forward and began kicking relentlessly.

"You want me to kneel down? You want me to kowtow and beg for forgiveness? You're like a dog! Even your dog's owner wouldn't dare say that to me!"

"Who do you think you are? You dare to covet my business?"

"Waaaah... Waaah!"

Zhao Baishan's eyes were filled with terror. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a sound and could only let out sobs.

The three teenagers had a clear division of labor: Tang He smacked Zhao Baishan's mouth, Li Zhen kicked him in the chest, and Cheng Chumo swung a chair and smashed Zhao Baishan's legs.

This prevented Zhao Baishan from speaking and also eliminated any possibility of the other party escaping.

"Scum, speak up!"

Tang He was furious and showed no mercy.

If you were to ask why he was so angry...

To put it another way, Cheng Chumo and Li Zhen are both eldest sons, so even without this deal, they would still have a huge family business to inherit in the future.

Tang Heshang wasn't even the second son; he was only the fourth son.

He won't get most of the family's possessions, let alone any title; his wealth will probably be divided up by his older brothers.

Now that he finally has Chen Huai'an to guide him in doing business, he can rely on this business and his family connections to rise to prominence, if not achieve meteoric success, then certainly not far off.

How can he tolerate Zhao Baishan still daring to make a move on Meiren Pass?

"Pull...pull the nest..."

Zhao Baishan used all his strength to block Tang Heshang's fist with his hand and sent out a muffled cry for help.

The two men he brought pursed their lips, looked at the seven or eight attendants in front of them with their arms crossed and glaring menacingly, and indicated that they could not help him.

At this moment, Zhao Baishan was in despair and could only desperately shout, "I am... I am a member of the Bah family, how dare you touch me?"

"I don't care where you're from, just take my punch first!" The three immature teenagers ignored everything and showed no intention of letting Zhao Baishan off the hook.

Forget about spitting, go tell my powerful Duke father.

Forget about the "Pah Family" thing, they wouldn't back down even if the prince came.

A group of merchants who had come to buy wine watched this scene with trepidation.

Whether it was Zhao Baishan, who was trying to force a sale, or the three teenagers who suddenly rushed out to beat people, they all seemed to be people of high status.

This was something they absolutely had no right to interfere with, so from the very beginning they just watched the show, and not a single person stood up to stop them or even said a word.

"alright."

Seeing that Zhao Baishan had been knocked unconscious several times and then woken up by the three men, and was about to die, Shen He hurriedly advised, "Young masters, we have just opened for business and are still in the shop. It is really not advisable to have bloodshed and cause a death."

"Just throw him out; don't let the business get in the way."

The three of them stopped what they were doing when they heard Shen He speak.

Tang Heshang coldly said, "You bastard, I'll let you go today, but remember this: I'm not one to let horses run wild. If you dare to come back again!"

"You'll see if I can beat you to death!"

Li Zhen didn't say anything, clapped his hands, and gave a soft hum.

"Ha~tui!"

Cheng Chumo was the least polite, spitting another mouthful of old phlegm onto Zhao Baishan's face. "Next time you see me, remember to take a detour."

"And another thing, if you're not satisfied, feel free to send your 'bah!' home to find me. I'm not changing my name, I'm Sun Wukong!"

Li Zhen and Tang He were taken aback for a moment, but then spoke without changing their expressions.

"Young Master Nezha!"

"I am Yang Jian, the great lord!"

Shen He: "..."

"Someone, throw them out of here." Cheng Chumo waved his hand and gave the order, then said to Shen He:

"If you encounter any problems in the store in the future, please let us know."

After saying this, the three brothers turned and left, concealing their merits and fame.

Following Cheng Chumo's instructions, their entourage threw Zhao Baishan, who was like a dead dog, out.

Before leaving, one of the attendants stretched his arms and couldn't help but complain, "You know what, this bastard is actually quite heavy, like a dead pig."

"Alright, that's enough, let's go."

After the attendants left, the two men Zhao Baishan brought with him dared to step forward and hurriedly check on Zhao Baishan's condition.

"Sir, how are you? Are you alright?"

Zhao Baishan's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he didn't know how many teeth had been broken. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Upon hearing their words, Zhao Baishan was enraged and slapped one of the servants hard across the face: "Talk!"

"Do you think I have no chance?"

The servant who had been beaten dared not speak out in anger, and went to help Zhao Baishan up with his head bowed and eyes lowered.

"Sir, what should we do? Should we go home first?"

"Go home?" Zhao Baishan spat out a mouthful of blood, his speech finally becoming much clearer.

Watching the three brothers' departing figures, the resentment in his eyes could no longer be concealed. He roared, "Go home my ass!"

"Go! Go to the Pei residence right now, I need to find my uncle!"

"Sun Wukong, Nezha, and Yang Jian, right?"

"You just wait, you bastards!!!"

There were already quite a few people outside the shop, and many of them had already gathered around to watch the spectacle when they saw Zhao Baishan being thrown out.

Upon hearing this, a burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Someone said, "How old are you? Why are you going to your uncle after getting beaten? Shouldn't you be going to your mother?"

Upon hearing this, the laughter intensified, and many people pointed and whispered at Zhao Baishan.

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Baishan was immediately enraged and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Outcasts, they're all outcasts."

"Oh dear, sir, please stop talking! You're spitting blood again! Slow down! Slow down!"

"Go...go..." Zhao Baishan said weakly, his face extremely pale.

The two servants dared not delay and hurriedly led Zhao Baishan away.

The crowd dispersed when they realized they had run out of entertainment.

Inside the store, Shen He overheard everything that had just happened.

"The Pei family?"

Shen He muttered something to herself and said to a maid beside her, "Go after those three young masters from before. Tell them that the power behind this person isn't the Pei family, but the Pei family."

"......"

P.S.: Starting today, I will update at least three times a week. I'll update one chapter now and then update two more later. Sorry for the long wait.

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