Immortal God of War-Chapter 895 - 854: Looking Down on Others
"Huh?"
"There’s really a lot of people who aren’t afraid of dying today."
Everyone was taken aback and turned to look at the speaker.
At the same time.
The manager raised an eyebrow and looked up as well.
Qin Feiyang and his three companions also looked over.
"Uh!"
At that moment.
The four were utterly dumbfounded. This was truly a narrow road for enemies!
Amidst the crowd stood a young man in purple.
He was holding a seductive woman, looking at the manager of the Trading Pavilion with eyes full of mockery.
This young man was none other than Guo Ming!
"Guo Ming, what do you mean by this?"
The manager frowned and asked.
Guo Ming glanced at Qin Feiyang and his group, walked over to the two black-clad guards with the seductive woman in his arms.
"Although this incident is indeed the fault of these two brothers, they did it to maintain the image of the Trading Pavilion, didn’t they?"
"But you, manager?"
"They were beaten like this, and not only do you not stand up for them, but you also blame them. It’s truly disheartening!"
Guo Ming said indifferently.
The manager’s gaze darkened and said, "This is a matter of the Trading Pavilion, and it’s not your place to intervene."
"I never said I wanted to meddle, just speaking a fair word, that’s all."
"What? I’m not even allowed to speak?"
Guo Ming sneered.
The manager’s brows furrowed deeply.
Has he been cursed today? One troublemaker after another?
Qin Feiyang’s eyes flickered.
It’s clear that the manager is now in an extremely awkward position.
Guo Ming’s intention was also obvious, trying to provoke the Trading Pavilion’s manager to take action against them.
"Truly an unrepentant scoundrel."
Qin Feiyang muttered, his eyes flashing coldly, signaling Fatty.
Fatty caught the hint, swaggering over to the manager’s side, looking at Guo Ming and the woman, chuckled, "I was wondering who it was, turns out it’s you shameless lowlifes."
"What did you say?"
The seductive woman immediately went berserk.
She could still feel the pain from that slap at the Dragon Phoenix Building.
"Is there something wrong with your ears? I said you two are shameless lowlifes!"
Fatty chuckled.
"Bastard, I’ll tear you apart!"
The seductive woman, furious, trembled all over and pounced at Fatty again.
"Stop!"
Guo Ming hurriedly stopped her, but it was too late.
The seductive woman seemed to go mad, rushing to Fatty with murderous intent in her eyes.
"Looks like the lesson at the Dragon Phoenix Building wasn’t enough for you."
Fatty coldly smiled and kicked the woman away.
Then.
He stepped in front of Guo Ming, raised his arm, and delivered a slap to Guo Ming’s face.
Smack!
A bright red handprint instantly appeared.
Guo Ming was knocked off his feet, crashing into the crowd behind him, utterly humiliated. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
"This..."
The surrounding crowd was dumbfounded.
The Trading Pavilion’s manager also looked incredulous.
Because everyone knew.
Guo Ming dared to be so arrogant because he had a powerful force backing him.
This force was one that even the Trading Pavilion had to yield to.
But no one expected that these strangers would so openly beat Guo Ming in the street.
Did they not know about Guo Ming’s background?
Or did they simply not care about the power behind Guo Ming?
"Kid, let me tell you something, you’d better behave yourself in front of us, otherwise, even if your father is the Jade Emperor, you’ll regret it."
Fatty gave a cold laugh, then turned and walked into the Trading Pavilion cheerfully with Mu Qing.
"Clown."
Qin Feiyang gave Guo Ming and the woman a disdainful glance, then entered the Trading Pavilion with Yan Wei.
Meanwhile, the manager of the Trading Pavilion glanced at Guo Ming and the seductive woman, then at the backs of Qin Feiyang and the others, his gaze flickered slightly, and he followed them inside.
"The dignified young master of the Sky Scorpio Tribe getting beaten like this, truly pathetic."
"This is what they call evil people getting their comeuppance."
The surrounding crowd also immediately cast a schadenfreude-filled glance at Guo Ming.
However.
Guo Ming ignored those gazes, staring daggers at the backs of Qin Feiyang and his group, malice oozing from his brow.
"Brother Ming, are you alright?"
The seductive woman climbed up in a sorry state and ran over to Guo Ming with concern.
Guo Ming shook his head, stood up, and swept a sinister glance at the crowd.
Instantly.
The crowd scattered.
The seductive woman said venomously, "Brother Ming, we can’t let this slide."
"Don’t worry, anyone who offends me, I won’t let them see the sun tomorrow!"
"Wait here for me a moment."
Guo Ming turned and walked alone into a secluded alley.
Soon after.
He emerged from the alley, his face carrying a bone-chilling coldness.
Afterwards.
He, too, brought the seductive woman into the Trading Pavilion.
...
The Trading Pavilion had more than a dozen floors.
The first floor was for receiving guests.
Floors above the second were where the goods were sold.
And the higher the floor, the more rare the items, and of course, the more expensive.
At this moment.
The manager was leading Qin Feiyang and the others to the second floor.
While walking up the stairs, the manager asked nonchalantly, "May I ask what you all are called?"
"Qin Daye."
Mu Qing was the first to answer, then looked at Qin Feiyang with a playful expression.
Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow but couldn’t be bothered to argue, ready to casually say a name.
But before he could speak, Fatty chimed in, "My boss is called Ancestor Mu."
"Admire Mu, Ancestor’s Ancestor, Ancestor’s Ancestor."
With that, Fatty made sure to explain further.
"Huh?"
The steward slightly froze, suspiciously sizing up Qin Feiyang and Mu Qing.
Why are these two names so odd?
And.
Why had he never heard of these two names before?
At the same time.
Mu Qing’s face darkened.
The steward didn’t know, but he knew that Fatty was definitely doing it on purpose.
And what could Qin Feiyang say? He could only smile helplessly.
The steward glanced inconspicuously at the silent Yan Wei, saying, "May I ask which super tribe you two young brothers are from?"
With a follower possessing the power of a War Saint, he naturally assumed that Qin Feiyang and his companion were from a super tribe in the Central Divine Nation.
Qin Feiyang smiled and said, "You’ve misunderstood, we come from the Nine Territories, this is our first time in the Central Divine Nation."
"The Nine Territories?"
The steward was stunned.
So they weren’t from the Central Divine Nation, and his attitude subtly changed.
But not very noticeably.
Even so, Qin Feiyang clearly caught it.
Earlier.
The steward had assumed they were from a super tribe and had a hint of ingratiation in his expression.
But now.
Upon hearing they were from the Nine Territories, there was a faint trace of disdain in his eyes.
Of course.
Qin Feiyang wasn’t someone to fuss over such things. He turned to Mu Qing and Yan Wei, saying, "Why don’t you two go explore, I have some personal matters to discuss with the steward."
"Alright."
Yan Wei nodded.
"Personal matters?"
Mu Qing’s gaze flickered slightly, but he didn’t ask anything and quickly headed to the second floor with Yan Wei.
Fatty glanced at the two, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "What about me?"
"You follow me."
Qin Feiyang said, turning to look at the steward, "Could we borrow a place to talk?"
"Sure."
The steward gave Qin Feiyang a wary glance, nodded, and then turned to lead Qin Feiyang and his party through a corridor to a VIP lounge on the first floor.
Once inside, the steward didn’t instruct anyone to prepare tea, but directly closed the door and sat by the tea table, saying, "Young brother, speak your mind!"
"Is this your attitude?"
Fatty frowned.
"Ah, how I have neglected my manners, please have a seat, young brothers."
The steward chuckled, but there was a clear hint of impatience in his expression.
"Boss, let’s leave. We have plenty of money, no need to warm another’s cold shoulder with our warm face."
Fatty was displeased.
Why was everyone in this Trading Pavilion so snooty?
Looking down on people with dog eyes.
Upon hearing Fatty’s words, the steward also felt uncomfortable, and with a sarcastic tone said, "To be honest, what my Trading Pavilion lacks the least is wealthy people."
"Let’s go!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Feiyang turned and left.
Everyone has their limits, and the steward’s actions had surpassed his.
With people and places like this, he didn’t want to stay a moment longer.
"Old Bastard, I dare say, soon you’ll regret this."
Fatty mocked with a sneer, turning to follow Qin Feiyang out.
"Regret?"
The steward was indifferent.
What could a few people from the Nine Territories do to make him regret?
...
"Go and get Yan Wei down."
Leaving the lounge, Qin Feiyang said to Fatty.
"Alright."
Fatty nodded, quickly running to the second floor.
By the time Qin Feiyang reached the staircase, Fatty, Yan Wei, and Mu Qing were just coming down.
"What’s going on?"
"Why leave all of a sudden?"
Mu Qing suspiciously looked at Qin Feiyang and asked.
"This place disgusts me."
Qin Feiyang said expressionlessly, heading towards the exit without looking back.
"Disgusts?"
Mu Qing and Yan Wei exchanged glances, confusion written all over their faces.
"Here’s what happened."
Fatty let out a deep sigh, explaining to the two while chasing after Qin Feiyang.
"So that’s how it is."
Mu Qing nodded in understanding, smiled and said, "I have to say, this steward of the North City Trading Pavilion truly lacks vision."
"Honestly, his reaction is quite normal."
"Because in the eyes of people from the Central Divine Nation, we from the Nine Territories are inherently lowly."
"Let alone a steward of the Trading Pavilion."
Yan Wei said.
"But he doesn’t realize, he’s just brushed past a patron."
Fatty sneered.
"Then let’s go to East City."
"From what I know, the steward of the East City Trading Pavilion is rather humble."
Mu Qing thought for a moment, and suggested.
Fatty shook his head, "Aren’t you still giving money to the Trading Pavilion? No, thanks."
"You’re mistaken."
"Though they’re all stewards of the Trading Pavilion, due to certain factors, their relations are not good, even engaging in open and hidden battles."
Mu Qing smiled.
"What factors?"
Fatty asked curiously.
"The position of Deputy Pavilion Master."
"Recently, I got news that the current Deputy Pavilion Master is reaching his last days and voluntarily requested to step down from his position."
"Naturally, someone needs to fill the vacancy of Deputy Pavilion Master."
"And the stewards of the four districts of the Divine City are the main candidates."
Mu Qing said.
"I see."
Fatty and Yan Wei nodded.
Meanwhile.
Qin Feiyang’s eyes gleamed with insight, and he laughed, "Alright, we’ll head to East City."
Seeing the smile on Qin Feiyang’s face, Fatty and the others couldn’t help but worry for the North City steward.
Because they could vaguely guess what Qin Feiyang intended to do.
