Wilderness Contest

Li Banfeng went to Song Family Granary, and Ma Wu couldn't stop him. He wanted to go with Li Banfeng, but Li Banfeng thought he was in the way.

With no other option, Ma Wu returned to the cabin and began packing his things.

Every time he went hunting with Li Banfeng, as long as they succeeded, they would immediately sell the catch. Was there anything valuable left in the house?

Have.

Every time Ma Wu went to a new place, he would write down what he saw and heard along the way. He wrote more than seventy pages of notes and drew more than a dozen pictures. These are priceless treasures.

He gathered his notes and drawings from under the bed, took two sets of clothes, and went upstairs.

He wanted to help Li Banfeng pack his luggage, but when he looked out the window from the second floor, he saw a group of people carrying weapons coming in from both ends of the alley.

Song Jia Sen is here!

How did they arrive so quickly?

According to Ma Wu's speculation, Song Jia Sen should have been waiting at home for Tang Tianjin to return, which would have taken at least an hour or two. How come he came so quickly?

Someone was watching me around here; he saw me go home!

Ma Wu picked up the clay, preparing to set a trap, but then he thought that setting a trap would be useless.

What size trap should be used?

If Song Jia Sen sets fire to the house, no matter how big the trap is, it won't be of any use.

You still need to leave yourself a way out.

If Song Jia Sen surrounds the house, where should he leave a suitable escape route?

It's not appropriate to stay anywhere.

Song Jia Sen brought over fifty thugs, who surrounded the wooden house from both sides. Seeing that the curtains were closed, Song Jia Sen asked one of his thugs, "Did you see him go back with your own eyes?"

The thug nodded and said, "I saw it with my own eyes."

"Ma Junyang, you fucking get out here!" Song Jia Sen shouted repeatedly, but there was no response from inside the house.

"You're not coming out, huh? Break down the door!"

The situation was more optimistic than Ma Wu had imagined. Song Jia Sen didn't burn the house down; instead, he ordered people to break down the door.

The two thugs walked to the door, but their feet were stuck to the ground and they couldn't move.

There is clay at the entrance.

Song Jia Sen was furious, but didn't dare to step forward rashly. "Damn it, you tried to pull this dirty trick on me, Ma Laowu, are you coming out or not?"

The shouting grew louder and louder, and more and more people gathered around to watch.

But aren't these onlookers afraid of trouble?

Afraid.

But today's situation is special.

In Blue Poplar Village, fights happen every day, and murders are not uncommon.

However, the Song family rarely takes direct action; most of the time, they act as notaries, projecting a very dignified image.

Today, the Song family suddenly turned against the down-on-his-luck young master of the Ma family, and many people want to Dao Affinity.

In fact, some people have already guessed the reason:

"Ma Wu must have shipped the goods behind the Song family's back, otherwise Old Master Song wouldn't have personally taken action."

"Sending goods behind the Song family's back? Is he really courting death?"

"It's hard to say who doesn't value their life. Even though they're down on their luck, they're still young masters. Boss Song is just loud and boisterous; what makes him think he'd dare kill someone?"

As the crowd was discussing, Song Jia Sen suddenly shouted, "Ma Laowu, today, in front of all the villagers of Blue Poplar Village, don't say I'm wronging you. You've been secretly shipping goods out behind my back, haven't you?"

There was no response from inside the house.

Why isn't Ma Wu responding?

Because he wasn't even in the cabin.

At this moment, Ma Wu was hiding in Wei Landlord's house.

After Wei Landlord died, the house remained empty, just as Li Banfeng had guessed. With his death, there was simply one less person to collect the money, and no one else cared.

From the second floor of Wei Landlord, Ma Wu could see the situation at the wooden house and barely hear some sounds.

Once Song Jia Sen leaves, Ma Wu can leave with ease.

After waiting a moment, Song Jia Sen roared, "Ma Laowu, you don't dare to admit it? I brought witnesses, let's see if you admit it or not!"

Two thugs dragged a man over, and upon seeing him, Ma Wu clenched his fists.

This is his friend!

It's Little Chuanzi!

Did Chuanzi sell Ma Wu?

No!

Ma Wu knew this; Chuanzi wasn't that kind of person.

Song Jia Sen received a message from Yang Yanzheng, found out what was going on, and arrested Xiao Chuan.

Chuanzi is a tough nut to crack; he has never admitted to shipping the goods.

Little Chuanzi suffered terribly, beaten and bruised all over, and dragged in front of everyone.

Song Jia Sen pointed a knife at Little Chuanzi's eyes and asked, "Did Ma Laowu send you to Green Water City to ship the goods? Tell me the truth."

Little Chuanzi lowered his head and remained silent.

Song Jia Sen laughed and said, "Alright, have the guts, break one of his legs off for me."

Several guards held Little Chuanzi down, two of them lifted one leg, one tied the thigh tightly with a rope, and the other was about to chop it up with an axe.

"Stop!" Ma Wu came out; he couldn't watch Little Chuanzi die.

He stood in front of Song Jia Sen and shouted, "Uncle Song, what do you want to do?"

Song Jia Sen laughed, "Old Ma, don't you know what I'm planning? I haven't caused you any trouble since you came to Blue Poplar Village, but you've been shipping goods behind my back, breaking my rules!"

Ma Wu said expressionlessly, "You need evidence to back up your claims. Who saw me ship goods behind your back?"

Song Jia Sen grabbed Little Chuanzi by the hair and sneered, "The witnesses are right here, and you still dare to deny it?"

Little Chuanzi shouted, "Fifth Master didn't tell me to ship the goods, don't you dare accuse me falsely!"

"Good lad, you're really stubborn!" Song Jia Sen raised his knife, about to gouge out Little Chuanzi's eyes.

Ma Wu shouted, "You bastard surnamed Song, how dare you! Don't you know who he is?"

Song Jia Sen was taken aback, then turned and laughed, "Him? He's just a worker for the Ma family. What is he anyway?"

"You know he's from the Ma family, and you still dare to mess with him?"

Song Jia Sen laughed, "Is there only one Ma family in Pro State? Can't we touch the Ma family? Do you think my Song family is so easy to bully?"

Ma Wu laughed too, "I know you have the Lu Family behind you, but let me tell you, the Ma family's worker is also a person, and the Lu Family's dog is also a dog."

Song Jia Sen, do you really think you're a lion? In my eyes, you're just a damn dog!

Can Little Chuanzi's status be compared to Song Jia Sen's?

No, Ma Wu knows that very well.

Even if Song Jia Sen kills Little Chuanzi on the spot, he can settle the matter by paying the Ma family a sum of money afterward.

If someone were to compare Little Chuanzi and Song Jia Sen would laugh.

But when Ma Wu said those words, Song Jia Sen didn't laugh.

The aura of a wealthy young master prevented him from smiling.

Song Jia Sen's eyes were bloodshot as he said, "Ma Junyang, you insulted me?"

I'm telling you this now: not only him, but I could kill you right now, do you believe me?

Ma Wu stared directly into Song Jia Sen's eyes. "Come on, I'll stand here and let you kill me!"

Song Jia Sen twirled the dagger in his hand. "Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you're the young master of the Ma family. Let me tell you, this is Blue Poplar Village, not your Ma family mansion!"

Ma Wu scoffed, "I'm no longer the young master of the Ma family. I was expelled from the Ma family."

I've slept in shacks and scavenged for food in garbage dumps. I'm barely better off than a beggar. If you want to kill me, just do it. No need for further words.

Would Song Jia Sen really dare to kill Ma Wu?

I dare not.

Even if he killed Ma Wu in front of so many people, he was afraid the Ma family would not forgive him.

But he wanted to teach Ma Wu a lesson, to give him a good beating, and to let this young master know what the rules of Blue Poplar Village were and who the master of Blue Poplar Village was!

Song Jia Sen knew about the robbery that Ma Wu had suffered before. This wasn't the first time Ma Wu had been beaten up. He figured that even if he beat Ma Wu half to death, the Ma family wouldn't pursue the matter.

Ma Wu was prepared to be beaten up. As long as he could save Chuanzi, he didn't mind taking another beating. As long as he could stay alive, that was enough!

Just as Song Jia Sen was about to give orders to his men, a servant came to report, "Master, the granary is on fire."

Song Jia Sen's veins bulged.

He didn't know what had happened.

Ma Wu also heard this.

He suspected that Li Banfeng did it, but couldn't figure out why.

Li Banfeng said he was going to Song Family Granary to get something. Could he be planning to set fire to Song Family Granary?

No matter how turbulent his mind was, Ma Wu didn't show it on his face.

The fire at the warehouse is an opportunity for Ma Wu to flaunt his power and influence.

He stared directly at Song Jia Sen and shouted sternly, "If you have the guts, come and kill me! Let's see who's tougher!"

Song Jia Sen did not respond.

What does Ma Wu mean by that?

Did he send people to burn down the warehouse?

Wasn't he kicked out of his home...?

Something's up here!

The Ma family may have already spared Ma Wu, and may even be secretly helping Ma Wu.

The Ma family burned down the granary; this was a warning to me.

He feared that if he continued to confront Ma Wu head-on, the situation would spiral out of control.

But should we give up now?

There were many onlookers around. Song Jia Sen was there to establish his authority. If he gave up now, his future would be in jeopardy.

Having monopolized Blue Poplar Village for twenty years, Song Jia Sen was ultimately quite shrewd and devised a solution in the emergency.

"Fifth Young Master, I respect you as a man of honor. Although you've fallen on hard times, I, Song, will not bully you."

Blue Poplar Village is my territory. You broke my rules, which is tantamount to slapping me in the face. I can't just swallow this insult.

Since I set the rules, let's stick to them. Tomorrow at noon, we'll Wilderness Contest, on the Clear Sky Arena, to see who comes out on top.

If I win, I'd appreciate it if you could find another place to make your fortune, but never set foot in Blue Poplar Village again.

If you win, Mr. Song will take his entire family and move out within three days. Is that alright with you?

Ma Wu didn't want to agree. He knew he was no match for Song Jia Sen, and he wasn't the type to act tough for the sake of fame.

But if Little Chuanzi doesn't agree to Song Jia Sen's demands, it would be tantamount to admitting defeat, and all the momentum he had just built up would be for nothing. Little Chuanzi might lose his life, and Song Jiasen himself would inevitably get a beating.

Let's agree first and rescue Little Chuanzi.

"Uncle Song, you are a third-level martial arts practitioner, while I have just advanced to the first level. Facing you head-on is basically suicide."

"What, are you scared? Don't worry, you won't die in Clear Sky Arena. Just admit defeat." Song Jia Sen looked at Ma Wu with a mocking expression.

Ma Wu sneered, "Admit defeat? It's not that easy. I want to find someone to cover my bets; isn't that in accordance with the rules?"

This is indeed in accordance with the rules. Song Jia Sen proposed to have the duel held in the Clear Sky Arena, which is a daytime duel, and Ma Wu could find someone to fight in his place.

Song Jia Sen could also find someone to fight, but what level of people could he find?

At most, find a fourth floor.

What level of people can Ma Wu find?

That's hard to say.

If Ma Wu spends a lot of money, or even if the Ma family secretly intervenes, finding someone at the fifth or sixth level would be no problem.

Song Jia Sen was conflicted, but his expression remained calm. "Fifth Young Master, this is a matter between you and me. There's no need to involve others. I won't bully the weak. I'll have my son deal with you, one layer against another. Is that fair?"

Song Jia Sen has two sons, Song Zhigang and Song Zhiyi, both of whom are first-level cultivators.

"Zhiyi, do you dare to fight the Fifth Young Master?" Song Jia Sen handed the matter over to Song Zhiyi because his eldest son, Song Zhigang, had been injured due to overly rapid cultivation.

Song Zhiyi had never participated in any martial arts competitions before. He became an apprentice at the age of six and usually studied in town, rarely returning home. He also knew little about his family's affairs.

But he wasn't intimidated. He looked at Ma Wu with disdain and said, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Having said that, Ma Wu had no reason to refuse. "Alright, it's settled then. Release Chuanzi first."

Song Jia Sen threw Chuanzi in front of Ma Wu and then left with his men.

He walked calmly along the way, but Song Jia Sen was burning with anxiety.

The warehouse is still burning!

What the hell is Luo Sancai good for?!

How many people did the Ma family send to burn down the granary?

Actually, there was only one person, and he wasn't even sent by the Ma family.

Li Banfeng waited by the warehouse. After watching Song Jia Sen leave with his men, he went into Portable Abode, threw the key into the warehouse, and slipped inside.

He wanted to find something valuable, but the warehouse was too big and there weren't many valuable items. Time was of the essence, so Li Banfeng picked out a few things that caught his eye, set them on fire, and took advantage of the chaos to steal the cash box.

There wasn't much money in the vault, just over 300,000 yuan. After hearing what had happened, Li Banfeng gave all 300,000 yuan to Xiao Chuan: "You're a tough guy. Take this money to treat your injuries."

Xiao Chuan shook his head and said, "It's free. It's just a minor injury. I'll just apply some medicine. It's nothing serious."

Li Banfeng was quite surprised. "Are you sure it's nothing serious?"

Ogawa nodded and said, "It's really nothing."

Li Banfeng praised him, saying, "Since you're alright, you can go to work now."

Xiao Chuan and Ma Wu looked at Li Banfeng together. They believed that a normal person should not say such vicious things.

Li Banfeng said righteously, "You said you're fine, so why aren't you going to work?"

Ma Wu couldn't understand Li Banfeng's thoughts, so he turned to look at Xiao Chuan and said, "Chuanzi, don't do the road repair work anymore. From now on, come with me. We can't stay in Blue Poplar Village anymore, and I don't plan to Wilderness Contest. Let's leave tonight."

Li Banfeng looked at Ma Wu: "Why are you leaving? This place is so nice!"

"It's just a duel, what's so difficult about that? You should practice your rhetoric first!"

Ma Wu asked in surprise, "Why would I need to practice my oratory skills?"

Li Banfeng said seriously, "Isn't a duel all about eloquence?"

P. S.: I believe that duels are not just about eloquence; appearance is also very important.