The hired laborers of the manor were mostly ordinary working folk, knowing only daily labor and having no combat experience. Coupled with their listless spirits and physical weakness over the past half-month, they simply could not withstand the opponent's charge. In a moment, several of them were beaten down, retreating one step after another and collapsing completely.
The leader of the opposition was a tall, stout man wearing short-cut clothes with a fierce gaze. Standing behind the crowd, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Green Spiral Mountain Manor is already finished! Starting today, the storehouses, sources of goods, and territory here belong entirely to the three of us combined! Those who know what's good for you should back off immediately and work peaceably, or else we'll break all your legs!"
As his voice fell, the thugs behind him launched an even fiercer attack, pressing forward step by step. It looked as though they were about to completely take control of the front courtyard.
Just at that moment, Lin Taichu walked to the center of the front courtyard, raised a hand to press upon the iron sword at his waist, and quietly stood his ground.
Thinking he was a manor steward, the thugs who rushed in paid him no mind at all. Two stout men directly brandished wooden clubs and charged toward Lin Taichu, raising their arms to smash down.
Lin Taichu's figure did not move. He sidestepped to evade the attack and lightly flicked his hand, sending out two forces that directly overturned the pair onto the ground. They suffered agonizing pain and could no longer climb back up.
Scarcely a moment passed before the two stout men directly lost their combat capability.
The throng of charging thugs instantly halted, the arrogance on their faces fading as they