When Wei Chong was carried back to the City Lord's Mansion, Wei Yuan was reviewing documents in the study.
The attendant came in to announce, his voice getting lower and lower, and stopped mid-sentence because the face of the city lord changed.
Wei Yuan put the document in his hand smoothly on the table and asked in an extremely calm tone, "Say it again."
"Young Master... was kicked out from the second floor window at Myriad Treasures Tower."
"Smashed it on the stinky tofu stall on the street."
Wei Yuan did not speak immediately.
He lowered his head and was silent for nearly ten seconds, then stretched out his right hand and grasped the solid Dark Iron paperweight on the table.
He spent a lot of money to have that paperweight forged back then, using Hundredfold Refined Iron and adding God Class minerals. It is said that Divine General Realm people can't break it even with all their strength. It is the strongest piece of furniture in his study.
In his hand, it silently shattered into a handful of iron powder, leaking out from between his fingers and falling on the table, forming a small pile.
The breath of Early God King Stage slowly filled the entire City Lord's Mansion, silently, but the pressure was felt by every living creature in the house. The cat walking in the yard jumped up and hid in the flowers, the patrolling guards stopped unconsciously, and even the cook who was cooking in the kitchen shivered inexplicably.
"Lose the city. The whole city is under martial law." Wei Yuan stood up, his voice was extremely calm, a bit scary, "Find that person. He is alive."
"Tell everyone not to deal with it privately after you find it. Bring it to me."
He paused and added:
"Also, let Chong'er go change into some clothes. The smell is too unpleasant."
The mobilization speed of the City Lord's Mansion is amazingly fast.
In less than a quarter of an hour, all four city gates of Flowing Cloud City were closed, and two thousand city guards were dispatched. Armed with portraits, the troops were divided into four groups and began a systematic investigation. At the same time, through the sound transmission stone formation, the entire city received a bounty wanted order simultaneously -
"Anyone who harms the city lord's son will be hunted down throughout the city. Those who capture him will be rewarded with one hundred thousand spirit stones, and those who provide clues will be rewarded with ten thousand."
As soon as the news came out, Flowing Cloud City completely exploded.
In the teahouse, someone exclaimed, "He beat the young master just after entering the city? Is this person crazy?"
In the restaurant, someone shook his head and sighed, "Rogue Cultivator, there is no nameplate, no background, now you are dead."
On the street, some people whispered, "The city lord personally ordered two thousand guards. Even if this person ran out of the city, where could he go? Only Black Baleful Intent School among Wild Domain can compete with the city lord... Oh no, Black Baleful Intent School seems to have had an accident recently."
Everyone believed that there was only one way for this matter to end - that young man who knew nothing about the world would appear in the City Lord's Mansion's execution hall within an hour at most.
The city guard's investigation quickly advanced to Cloud-Gazing Street.
A soldier carrying a portrait walked into Drunken Immortal Tower and asked the boss behind the counter casually:
"Have you seen this person?"
The boss looked up at the portrait and pointed upstairs without hesitation.
"The table by the window on the second floor. I ordered a whole grilled Grand Primordium Winged Beast, two jars of spirit brew, a Purple Crystal steamed cake, and a grilled animal bone platter... I was eating, and the second course was just served."
The soldier raised his head and looked towards the second floor in the direction of the boss's finger.
Next to the window, Lin Feng was holding a roasted winged animal leg, chewing it with relish, and his cheeks were still bulging. Next to him, Blood Scorpion diligently poured him new wine. Old Wang was slowly eating steamed cakes. The three of them looked relaxed, talking and laughing, and had no intention of running away.
The soldier stood there stunned for five seconds.
Before he went out, the centurion warned him repeatedly that this man was extremely dangerous and to report him immediately if he was discovered. He should not act alone.
But he really couldn't hold it back, raised his voice, and shouted to the second floor:
"Hey--! Above--! Don't move--! Wait for me to call someone--!"
Lin Feng put down the bone, turned his head, glanced downstairs, raised his glass to the soldier, and said in a gentle tone:
"Go back quickly, I haven't finished the food yet."
The soldier's calf sprained and he stumbled out of Drunken Immortal Tower.
Twelve minutes later, a team of fifty city guards appeared at the door of Drunken Immortal Tower. The leader was a centurion of Mid Divine General Stage. He was dressed in armor and had a murderous look on his face. He rushed to the second floor with his men and opened the door of the box.
"You were the one who injured the young master!! Come with me--!!"
Lin Feng ate the last bite of the barbecue, put the bones into the bowl, wiped his hands carefully with a cloth, then raised his eyelids and looked at the fifty people calmly.
"Let's talk after dinner, there are no rules."
He picked up the wine glass and took a slow sip.
The centurion's face turned red from suppressing his emotions, and he waved his hand:
"Get it--!!!"
Fifty people rushed up at the same time.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang--!!!!"
Drunken Immortal Tower On the second floor, there was a dense muffled sound, accompanied by the collision of wooden tables and chairs, which lasted for about twenty seconds.
Then it was quiet.
Lin Feng sat down again and glanced at the table. Blood Scorpion's wine glass was not spilled, Old Wang's steamed cake was not dropped, and even his own cup was not crooked.
He nodded with satisfaction.
"Another jar of wine." He called towards the stairs.
The boss downstairs responded tremblingly, "Come... come..."
Wave after wave of news came back to the City Lord's Mansion, each wave more outrageous than the last.
First, the centurion led a team of fifty people and all were wiped out. They were all piled on the floor of the second floor of Drunken Immortal Tower. No one could move, but they were not dead either.
Then there was an elite team of 300 people directly under the city lord. After sending it there, the same result came.
Finally, there was the 500-strong Imperial Guard - the elite force at the bottom of the Wei Yuan, all Upper Divine General Realm, equipped with all mid-grade artifacts. This group of people were beaten out one by one on the second floor of a restaurant, and piled on the entire Cloud-Gazing Street, crushing all the stalls on both sides of the street, turning the street into a human obstacle course.
And that person has never moved. He has been sitting at the table by the window on the second floor of Drunken Immortal Tower. He changed three jars of wine, ate the whole winged beast, and even drank half a bowl of spiritual fruit after the meal.
The messenger ran into the study. Before he could finish speaking, he was already sweating profusely.
Wei Yuan put down the third battle report, picked up his artifact armor, and said calmly while wearing it:
"Ready your horse."