Just as the citywide buying spree was in full swing, the Small City Lord arrived. Upon seeing the situation, he was astonished for a long time. These refugees were really buying up the entire city, and the money was more than he had imagined.
The Small City Lord looked at the Blackie in the middle, thinking that this Blackie was Ye Lang. He was a little confused. He felt that although the Blackie had a different temperament, he did not look like a nobleman. Perhaps this was an unconventional nobleman, otherwise why would he be mixed with refugees?
The Small City Lord wanted to go forward and say hello, but his first task was to separate the crowd. At this moment, all the surrounding areas were packed with people, mostly onlookers!
So the Small City Lord wanted to use his status to call out a way, but just as he was about to do so, someone else had already done it first, but not for the Small City Lord.
"Get out of my way, let this Regiment Commander pass!!"
Suddenly, the lively scene became quiet, and a path appeared in the middle, with a person and a horse appearing. The people nearby seemed a little afraid of this person and horse.
In this small town, there is only one person who can call himself "the Regiment Commander," and that is the Regiment Commander of the Knights Order. He is also the person that everyone is afraid to encounter. They are as fearful of him as they show on the surface, and they also despise him in their hearts.
Regardless, the crowd immediately made way for the Regiment Commander, allowing Regiment Commander to pass through without hindrance!
"Hmph!" The Regiment Commander snorted coldly, spurred his horse, and it slowly moved forward. The sight was so imposing that even the Small City Lord on the side felt envious, thinking that he had never been so majestic before.
It seems the Regiment Commander of this Knights Order is far more imposing than the city lord!
"Are you the one who ordered a bunch of lowly people to beat my brother-in-law to death?" the Regiment Commander said coldly, pointing at the Blackie. His tone conveyed one thing: if the Blackie said yes, he would kill Blackie on the spot.
Of course, no one seemed to have considered this issue, because everyone thought Regiment Commander said was more interesting: the Regiment Commander's brother-in-law was beaten to death.
Was he really beaten to death?
That's great! No matter what, we have to go back and celebrate today. That damn grain official has been annoyed with me for a long time. He takes advantage of being the bully's brother-in-law to extort money from people and act like a tyrant.
Some merchants have already planned to lower prices if the trade continues, in recognition of the refugees' good deeds.
If you kill this Regiment Commander too, I'll give you all the money for free!
Over the years, the merchants have earned less than these people have plundered and extorted. I'm sure these people have a lot of wealth at home, and they'll definitely take a share when the time comes.
Putting aside the money involved, just considering the reduced expenses in the future, they feel it's all worth it!
If this Regiment Commander is so bad, why does the Small City Lord keep using him? Actually, it's not entirely the city lord's fault. Small City Lord are usually busy managing their small city and don't have time to deal with other things. The Regiment Commander has always performed well in front of the Small City Lord, so he is unaware of this situation.
The people below wanted to tell the city lord, but this required going through the Regiment Commander; trying to bypass him would only lead to certain death.
This Knights Order is the largest violent organization in this small town. It is almost impossible to kill their Regiment Commander, so there is no need to even consider it.
Therefore, even if the Small City Lord saw the Regiment Commander's true colors today, he cannot be replaced in a short time; further planning is needed!
"He deserves to die!! He even embezzled our food supplies, and I don't know how many people he killed! He even dared to insult the Young Master, so he deserved to be beaten to death. If I wasn't losing, I would have kicked him a few times too! But I spat on his corpse, and it made me feel much better!" The Blackie stared at the Regiment Commander and retorted defiantly.
What?! That grain official actually did that?! He deserved to die! Where's his body? I'm going to spit on it!
Everyone present had the same thought: they wanted to be like the Blackie, and if they missed the chance to hit someone, they would spit on them, no, it would be better to use them to whip the corpse. Uh, wouldn't that be too cruel? Let's just spit on them!
After their fantasies and secret smugness, everyone turned their attention back to the matter at hand. This Blackie was going to fight against the Regiment Commander like this; he would surely be killed by the tyrannical Regiment Commander.
"Do you want to die?" The Regiment Commander dismounted, intending to grab the Blackie and teach him a lesson, but at that moment, he suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the still-present spectacular scene on the ground—
Gold and silver piled up everywhere!!
It seems that before, the Regiment Commander was only thinking about questioning and had not noticed this scene. But when he stepped forward, the glittering gold and silver light immediately attracted his attention.
Although he possessed considerable wealth, the gold and silver piled up here still held a great allure for him; he wanted to possess them all!
"Don't even think about taking these! These belong to the Young Master!" The Blackie and the others guarded the gold coins. They could all see the greed in their Regiment Commander's eyes. Everyone present could see that greedy look in his eyes.
At this moment, not only the Blackie and his group, but even the city guards who were originally watching together moved closer together, as if they also wanted to protect the gold and silver Silver Coins.
"He killed my brother-in-law, so consider these things as compensation for him. My brother-in-law had a family, and he died like that. He needs money to support him!" The Regiment Commander quickly found a reason to seize the money.
Judging from how fluently the Regiment Commander spoke, it seems he's done this kind of thing quite a bit before!
Perhaps, if that Petty Grain Official were to come back to life at this moment, as his brother-in-law, he might make his brother-in-law die again, because there's just too much money involved!
"Is it you who wants it, or his family?" the Blackie sneered, showing great disdain for the Regiment Commander. Anyone could see through such an excuse; you might as well just say you want to steal it, at least that would earn you some respect.
"I am his family!" The Regiment Commander looked at the Blackie and said with a contemptuous tone, "What, do you think I'm afraid you won't give it to me? Once we're here, I'm the one in charge."
"If I told you we wouldn't give it to you, would you kill us all?" The Blackie looked coldly at the Regiment Commander. He seemed indifferent to life and death, perhaps because he had experienced this disaster and was no longer bothered by it.
Perhaps it's because he's not afraid at all!