"Sir, please take your time with your tea!"
After a while, the waiter came up with a teapot, placed it on Chen Lin's table, and arranged a set of exquisite tea sets.
"Wait a minute."
Just as the waiter was about to leave, he was stopped by Chen Lin.
"What are your orders, guest sir?"
Chen Lin looked around and then outside the window.
"I noticed that you people in this city don't seem to be very willing to talk. Is there some taboo?"
When the waiter heard this, he also looked around.
He asked in a low voice: "Has your guest just come here?"
"good."
Chen Lin nodded.
The waiter showed a true expression.
But he did not answer immediately, but seemed to hesitate to speak.
"Why, it's not convenient to say?"
The waiter hesitated for a moment.
Finally, he replied: "There's nothing I can't say. It's just that the atmosphere in the city has become a little bad. The swordsmen in the major sword halls are keen on challenges. In order to prevent trouble, no one is willing to communicate."
"challenge?"
Chen Lin raised his eyebrows.
I remembered that just outside the city, I was challenged by the swordsman in white because I asked for directions.
He wondered: "If you don't want to accept the challenge, just don't fight. What's there to be afraid of? Is it possible that the sword cultivators in this city can kill people at will?"
"It's definitely not okay to kill people without reason."
The waiter glanced at the other two customers.
Seeing that the two of them didn't pay attention, they lowered their voices.
"Guests should know that under normal circumstances, if a sword cultivator challenges someone with a higher level than himself, the person being challenged must challenge him, otherwise he will be demoted. However, if he challenges someone with a lower level than himself, the person with the lower level can directly refuse."
Chen Lin nodded slightly.
He actually doesn't know, but it's not difficult to understand.
So he didn't interrupt the other party.
"But our city is a little different."
The waiter continued to speak.
"Luo Xian Sword Sect encourages challenges. As long as one party intends to provoke, the other party can forcefully launch a challenge regardless of their level of cultivation."
"And the winner has the right to accept the loser as a sword servant, and the loser cannot refuse."
Chen Lin's mouth twitched.
This place actually has such outrageous rules.
No wonder he would be challenged even if he asked for directions. It turned out that the long-faced swordsman had no good intentions and wanted to get a slave for free.
Fortunately, he had been very polite and showed no provocation at all, so he did not let the other party find any reason to take action forcefully.
"What if the strong person who forced the challenge loses?"
Chen Lin didn't believe there were such unreasonable rules.
If there were no restrictions at all, ordinary people would be in danger and no one would dare to live in this city.
"If you lose in a forced challenge, not only will you become the opponent's sword servant, but all your wealth will also be handed over to the other party."
"Including wives, daughters, houses, fields, inheritance, etc."
The waiter lowered his voice.
Chen Lin's expression changed.
Just as he was about to ask again, the store door was suddenly pushed open.
A man in white clothes with a sword and a sinister face walked in.
Seeing this person, the waiter's expression changed and he stopped talking to Chen Lin.
Carefully step aside.
Two customers at another table immediately stood up and walked out without looking back, as if they were very afraid of the man in white.
Chen Lin glanced at it.
Although the man in white is wearing white, there is no embroidery on his chest, indicating that he is not a swordsman.
Just the lowest level swordsman.
But even a swordsman, as long as he can wear formal white robes, his strength cannot be underestimated.
According to his estimation, the strength of the swordsman in white can rival the Half-Void Realm.
Chen Lin sighed again.
The level of this scene is too high. If you enter below the virtual realm, there is no way to survive.
"Hey, you bumped into me?"
As soon as he brought the tea cup to his mouth, Chen Lin heard a frivolous voice.
He looked sideways.
I saw the two people who were about to leave just now were blocked by the man in white.
The man in white put his hands on his shoulders, pretending to be in pain, and kept glancing at the woman among the two.
"Don't spit on anyone!"
The speaker was another burly man, who spoke in a deep voice to the swordsman in white...
"Oh, how brave!"
The swordsman in white grabbed the sword at his waist.
With a cold snort, he drew out his sword.
Pointing at the burly man, "You dare to insult the swordsman in white, then please accept my challenge!"
Chen Lin was speechless for a while.
This porcelain-touching technique is too harsh.
It's totally like the overlord is forcing his bow.
If this is in line with the rules, then this city will be really uninhabitable. If you say anything wrong, you will become someone else's slave.
He put down his tea cup and turned around to watch the excitement.
He wanted to see how this man and woman responded, learn from their experience, and use it when he encountered similar situations in the future.
"We have not insulted the swordsman in white, and we will not accept the challenge. Please don't block the road and let us leave!"
The woman explained immediately.
The swordsman in white had no intention of letting them go.
With a flick of his body, he blocked the door.
He snorted coldly: "It's not up to you whether you want to insult someone or not. Your companion just said that I spit on others. How could I be so bloody?"
"Isn't this an insinuation that us swordsmen in white drink human blood and eat human flesh?"
"Such words are simply the greatest insult to a sword cultivator. Only with my sword can this injustice be washed away!"
"you!"
The woman was speechless.
To be continued...