You'd Better Take a Look at This First

Leave the city.

Not far away.

On one side of the wide road paved with gravel, there is a building that looks like a circular fortress.

The fortress is entirely white and extremely eye-catching. At a glance, it can be seen that it is made of high-quality quartz stone. Its color has remained unchanged over the years, which should be due to the presence of an array formation.

A tall tower stands at the very center, presumably for surveillance purposes.

However, there were no guards standing around at the top of the tower.

Before long, the two stood in front of the fortress gate.

The high walls blocked the view, preventing anyone from seeing the true face of Mount Lu. The gate of the fortress was unguarded. Through the half-open gate, one could vaguely see similar scenery.

The Demon Bear glanced at the gate painted entirely in vermilion. "We've arrived. This is the Guard Corps's encampment. There's not even anyone to open the gate. They seem quite lazy."

After finishing speaking, Demon Bear smiled at Li Mubai.

Li Mubai remained calm. He understood what the Demon Bear meant. These old rascals in the Guard Corps probably wouldn't listen so easily, and might even contradict him.

"Let's go in and see what's going on."

After saying something casually, Li Mubai transformed into a handsome man and strode towards the gate.

The door was ajar, but the gap was too small for an adult to pass through.

Li Mubai stretched out his fair palm and pressed it against a door, slowly applying force.

It was accompanied by a creaking sound.

The vermilion gate was slowly pushed open, and a scene unfolded before our eyes.

The space inside the doorway is spacious.

Overhead, brilliant white clouds filled the sky, and the blazing sun shone brightly, radiating intense heat.

The fortress occupies too large an area.

So much so that it is planted with trees and flowers, creating a vibrant scene.

Among these flowers and plants, the most common is the Blue Silver Grass, which can be found everywhere in the wild.

Upon seeing these flowers and plants, Li Mubai frowned.

He probably wouldn't be surprised if he saw this Blue Silver Grass elsewhere.

But it's different here.

This is the address of the Guard Corps.

The former commander died in that hunt!

The very existence of this Blue Silver Grass is meant to be trampled upon by everyone.

What puzzled him even more was that, despite the bright sunshine, the vast fortress was completely deserted.

Even on the high walls surrounding the area, there was no one standing guard.

Are these people really that carefree?

They didn't take the thieves seriously at all.

If the two of them were to take something from here now, the Guard Corps would probably have no idea who took it.

"Let's keep moving forward. The residential area is still ahead."

The Demon Bear was quite familiar with the area, and seeing that no one was around, it immediately headed forward again.

The two bypassed the area with flowers and plants and soon arrived at a training ground.

The bluestone slabs on the ground were covered with moss.

The square field on both sides.

There were also weapon racks on display.

There were no weapons displayed on these shelves.

Even the shelf itself was rotten and dilapidated, full of the charm of time.

"Doesn't anyone clean this place? There's even moss growing on the ground. And this weapon rack... how long has it been since it was cleaned? If it were cleaned even once or twice every few days, it wouldn't be in this state!"

Li Mubai was speechless.

The Demon Bear, however, wore a smile, seemingly unfazed by the scene.

"Old Li, now's not the time to be surprised. I reckon you'll be furious when you see what those old thugs are doing."

The Demon Bear's words served as a reminder to Li Mobai, and he mentally prepared himself so that he wouldn't be surprised no matter what he saw later.

They walked a few more steps forward.

The two quickly arrived at the very center of the fortress.

Before them stood a tall building, much taller than the surrounding walls.

The original towering structure was the very top of this building.

Although the top of the tower is small, the area below it is quite large, and with many floors, accommodating three thousand people is not a problem.

"This is where those old thugs live."

The Demon Bear pointed to the tall tower ahead.

"We've already reached their hometown, but we still haven't seen them. What are these people doing?"

I have some doubts.

Li Mubai pushed open the closed wooden door and went inside.

Inside was a long, narrow corridor, which was dark and eerie due to the lack of light.

Despite this.

Li Mubai was still able to identify objects even in this environment; in the eyes of Titled Douluo, this was no joke.

The corridor was lined with rooms of all kinds.

These rooms are either closed or open.

As he stepped inside, a lively atmosphere immediately filled the air.

"You two are great, six sixes!"

"You lost, hahaha... drink!"

"Come on, place your bet now! I'll bet three silver coins!"

"I'm betting four..."

Various sounds came from inside the room.

There were even... strange noises like "uh-huh" and "ah-ah".

At the same time.

An indescribable odor suddenly filled his nostrils.

The smell was not only strange, but also indescribable.

It's like a mixture of foot odor and excrement, with a musty smell mixed in, making your stomach churn and wanting to vomit.

Li Mubai held his breath immediately.

That's why I didn't vomit it up back then.

This strange smell was practically a magical attack; even as Titled Douluo, he almost couldn't withstand its damage.

"Hahaha..."

The Demon Bear behind him burst into laughter upon seeing Li Mubai's expression.

"You old bastard, you actually dared to trick me!"

Li Mobai gritted his teeth.

He finally understood why the Demon Bear hadn't gone in first.

The other party must have known the situation, so they deliberately let him go first.

Li Mubai hummed a couple of times, then casually picked a large, open room and went inside.

Inside the room.

The ground was littered with scraps of paper, tattered rags, and thick grime; the environment was in extremely poor condition.

In the very center of the room stood a cheap wooden table.

Several burly, bearded men were surrounding a wooden table. On the table were dice, and in front of each of them were a few silver coins, clearly indicating that they were gambling.

The group was so engrossed in their work that they didn't even notice Li Mobai had walked up behind them.

"Drive! Drive faster!"

"Place your bet now, what are you dawdling about?"

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and drive."

Several unkempt men stared intently at the overturned black bowl on the table, their eyes bloodshot, urging each other on. They looked impatient.

"Quiet, quiet, what's all the noise about? I'll start right away."

Another man placed one hand on the bottom of the upside-down bowl and then lifted it off the ground.

Two dice were revealed.

One at 3 o'clock, the other at 6 o'clock.

"Oh no, it's already 9 o'clock? I've lost another three silver coins."

"Why didn't they just set up another location? What a damn bad luck!"

"Mine, all of it is mine! It really is nine o'clock, thank God, thank God!"

Several men sighed and complained, wondering why they were so unlucky. Had they stepped in dog poop?

Only one person laughed heartily, his mouth agape in a wide grin. Even so, he quickly reached out and scooped up all the silver coins on the table into his pocket.

"Hurry, hurry, don't waste time, continue."

One of them called out.

"This time I want 10 points. Three silver coins!"

A bearded man pulled three gleaming silver coins from his pocket, slammed them onto the table with a loud thud.

The whole table shook violently; if any more force had been applied, it would have probably fallen apart on the spot.

"Hey, take it easy! If this table falls apart, we'll see how you play then."

One person immediately rebuked this behavior.

"Exactly, it's just three silver coins. Why are you acting like you've bought 300 of them? What are you showing off for?"

A man looked at the wooden table with a pained expression.

"So what if I want to film it?"

The burly man who slammed his fist on the table showed no remorse whatsoever; on the contrary, he was smug and self-satisfied.

"You think you're so great? You think you can just slap me again and I'll chop your dog paw off!"

The bearded man's face was dark, his eyes fixed on the burly man who had slammed his fist on the table.

"I refuse to believe this nonsense today."

The burly man who slammed the table also had a fiery temper. Seeing several people chiming in and pretending to curse him, he immediately lost his temper and looked indignant.

As he spoke, he slammed his hand on the wooden table again.

Snap!

This time, the old wooden table could no longer withstand the torment. With a crisp sound as the slap landed, the small wooden table immediately fell apart, turning into pieces of broken wood, and thus it passed away.

"Go to hell, you're asking for it!"

The bearded man, seeing his arrogant and provocative behavior, couldn't help but roar out in frustration.

The next moment.

The bearded man immediately sprang to his senses, raising his fist and aiming it at the face of the man who had slammed the table.

The man who slammed his fist on the table was stunned.

He hadn't expected the table to be so fragile; he hadn't used much force at all, and the table had died instantly, leaving him completely dumbfounded.

By the time he came to his senses, a fist the size of a sandbag was already right in front of him, and he had no time to dodge.

Ouch!

He cried out in pain and quickly backed away, leaning against the bed while reaching up to touch his nose.

This model, one look.

Then he saw that his hands were covered in bright red blood.

The bearded man's punch was quite powerful, causing his nose to bleed.

"Girl, are you serious?!"

Seeing that he had bled, the man who had slammed his fist on the wooden table was not to be outdone and immediately roared.

Anger surged up, turning his face bright red, just like the color of a monkey's bottom.

"Hmph! How are we supposed to play if you break the wooden table?"

A man with a thick beard isn't stupid.

Seeing that the other party was furious, he immediately realized that the other party was really angry. The two were not much different in strength, and he would probably be at a disadvantage in a one-on-one fight.

Then, his eyes darted around, and he immediately thought of this phrase, escalating personal hatred into hatred between the majority and the individual.

As expected.

After the bearded man finished speaking, the people next to him immediately chimed in with their own words.

"That's right, how are we supposed to play if you smash the table?"

"He was being lenient by punching you once, and you're still acting all aggrieved? Does that mean you're reckless just because we didn't lay a hand on you?"

"Hey guys, we've all been feeling a bit stiff lately, how about we practice together?"

The man who slammed his fist on the table wasn't stupid either.

Seeing everyone's reaction, he immediately realized that he was in a rather dangerous situation.

If it were one-on-one, that would be fine.

But if it's two against one or three against one, he doesn't have that ability.

The only option now is to give in.

Either...

"If you're still a man, then let's have a one-on-one fight. Do you dare?"

The man who slammed his hand on the table looked at the bearded man and sneered repeatedly.

This was a matter of dignity, and he wasn't worried about the other party, so he dared not accept the offer.

This is an open strategy.

Once the other party accepts, then go and have a one-on-one duel with them.

If he doesn't answer, he can then speak ill of the other person behind their back, damaging their dignity. Such a coward will not be able to befriend anyone in the future.

The bearded man hadn't expected that his opponent wasn't stupid at all.

He was destined to accept the other party's proposal.

Otherwise, where would they put their face?

"How could you not dare? Just wait and see how I beat you until you beg for mercy!"

The bearded man readily agreed without hesitation.

"Good!"

"Beautiful! That's real manly spirit!"

"I applaud you! Give this guy a good talking to later!"

Everyone clapped and cheered for the bearded man.

Just as the group was discussing going to a spacious area outside for some serious practice, they headed out...

They only realized it suddenly.

A handsome young man dressed in fine clothes had appeared at the doorway, smiling at them.

The group looked at each other, then shook their heads.

After confirming that no one recognized the young man, the bearded man stepped forward. "Who are you? What are you doing in our Guard Corps? Do you know this is forbidden territory? Ordinary people are not allowed to enter; violators will be severely punished!"

Li Mubai didn't speak, he just smiled.

This reaction immediately provoked the dissatisfaction of the man who slammed his fist on the table.

He was furious and looking for an outlet for his anger when Li Mubai appeared, giving him that opportunity.

But he's not stupid.

They knew that if the other party were an ordinary person, they couldn't possibly fail to notice.

After a moment's thought, he said:

"Boy, do you know where you are? This is the garrison of the Spirit Hall's Guard Corps! You can still leave now. As long as you leave thirty gold coins, we can let bygones be bygones and pretend nothing happened."

His meaning was clear: to take advantage of someone's misfortune.

Knowing that Li Mubai might not be an ordinary person, he didn't press the other party too aggressively, but instead brought up the Spirit Hall.

Li Mubai sized up the man who had slammed his fist on the table and chuckled, "Looks like you're not completely stupid. You know this place is under the jurisdiction of the Spirit Hall. Yet you still dare to ask for thirty gold coins?"

"What do you mean by this, kid? Let me tell you, trespassing into forbidden territory is no small crime. Even if you're incredibly strong, do you think you can outmaneuver the elders of the Spirit Hall? Let me tell you! Discretion is the better part of valor. Don't be stubborn and end up making things worse!"

The man slammed his hand on the table, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and said menacingly.

"I'm not afraid of the elders of the Spirit Hall at all. I don't want to give you those 30 gold coins either. What can you do about it?"

Li Mubai was completely unconcerned about the man's fierce and menacing appearance. He spoke in an extremely nonchalant tone, never even glancing at the man, and showed no regard for him whatsoever.

"How dare you! You have insulted an elder of the Spirit Hall! Today you must be captured and sent to the Spirit Hall to await the elders' judgment!"

The man who slammed his fist on the table immediately roared.

He then turned to his accomplices and said, "If we don't act now, when will we? Do you also want to be implicated in a crime?"

Hearing this...

The others then reluctantly gathered around Li Mubai.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Li Mubai smiled faintly:

I think you should take a look.