After leaving the Zhao Family, Lin Guanhuo walked quietly down the street alone.
Spring had arrived, and the weather was growing warmer. The snow-white winter had passed, and flowers and plants could be seen all along the roadside.
A breeze blew, and newly blossomed plum flowers fell, petal after petal, fluttering through the air.
Along the street, young men and women strolled about. One boy plucked a plum blossom and gave it to the girl beside him. She was only seventeen or eighteen. She giggled sweetly as she took the flower, smiling one moment and blushing the next.
With a long saber in hand, Lin Guanhuo walked step by step down the street, weaving through the crowd. A few young girls saw his handsome face and meant to greet him.
But then they noticed how young he was and felt the Blood Qi about him, so in the end they merely kept their distance.
Just then, Lin Guanhuo spotted a flatbed cart coming toward him. It was piled high with jars of wine, swaying as it rolled.
"Driver, stop a moment."
Lin Guanhuo waved. The driver, a man in his thirties, saw the saber in Lin Guanhuo's hand and spoke with greater respect. "Young hero, what can I do for you?"
Lin Guanhuo pulled ten taels of silver from his pocket. "Ten taels. I want your wine and your cart. Take me outside the city to the Black Blood Sect. Do you know the way?"
"Ten taels?"
The Black Blood Sect was no respectable sect. They robbed and pillaged, committing every manner of evil.
The drivers usually kept well away from the Black Blood Sect's territory. They wouldn't dare go near it.
But ten taels of silver was an enormous sum. The whole cart of wine was worth only a