Faced with this person's provocation, Xue Yi ignored it. However, the other party refused to let go. A group of followers surrounded his small stall, and the knife could not be sold.
Xue Yi had no choice but to stand up and clasp his fists: "Mr. Yan, a down-and-out person can only sell some old things in the hope of being noble."
This attitude was not bad, but the other party burst out laughing, showing a bit of joking: "Hey, why is your hero different from before? Wasn't he very bold that day? He also said that he would be rude to me, what the hell?
Are you welcome?"
Xue Yi said calmly: "On that day Mr. Yan tried to rob a civilian girl, and Xue was angry and took action. There was no incident today, so naturally he would not hurt anyone at will."
It's a pity that he is like this, in the eyes of this Young Master Yan, he just gives up. If he dares to be tyrannical in the capital, this Young Master Yan naturally has some background. He suffered a loss last time and has been resenting it in his heart. It's a pity that Xue Yi beat someone.
He ran away and could not be found. Now that we have met him, is there any reason to let him go?
"Then I still have to thank you, hero?" Mr. Yan said with a fake smile.
Xue Yi sighed in his heart. He really didn't want to cause trouble, because there were still very important things to do.
Thinking of this, he bowed his head and said, "Mr. Yan, if I offended you last time, please show me some respect. Compared with you, Xue is just a lowly person. Please treat him like a cat or a dog and let him go."
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Xiao Sang was displeased when he was so humble, and whispered: "Why do you have to compromise like this? Isn't he very powerful? Even if the opponent is very powerful, why can't he run away?"
The senior brother who took her to travel around the world has also suffered a lot of grievances, but she has never suffered a loss like this.
Xu Yin said softly: "It seems that he has something very difficult."
Yan Ling nodded in agreement. The last time I saw Xue Yi, he was clearly not like this. In just a few days, a person has changed so much, and he must have encountered a lot of difficulties. For that matter, he is willing to humble himself.
It's a pity that some people don't know what's good and what's good. The more respectful Xue Yi is, the more arrogant Mr. Yan becomes. Thinking about the loss he suffered last time, he sneered and said: "You can let it go just as you say? You ruined my good deeds last time, and you still can't do it."
You dare to take ten taels of silver and hit me in the face. If you just say a word and let me go, then where is my face?"
Xue Yi frowned: "Then what can Mr. Yan do to let him go?"
Master Yan glanced over and saw that he was holding the knife tightly. He suddenly had an idea and said with a smile: "I can let you go. I'll pay you for this knife! I'll pay you for what happened last time."
Write it off with one stroke, and I will never cause trouble to you again."
Xue Yi did not hesitate: "No. Xue has nothing, only it is worth some money. If Mr. Yan wants to compensate, wait until I sell the knife, and I will pay you a hundred taels ten times as much."
Mr. Yan laughed loudly and glanced at him contemptuously: "One hundred taels? What nonsense are you talking about? Can you sell a total of one hundred taels for this sword?"
Xue Yi said seriously: "This sword is passed down from my master's sect. It is made of black gold extracted from meteorite iron. It can be sold for a thousand pieces of gold by blowing the hair off and cutting off the hair. It's like cutting the iron like mud. But I am short of money now, five hundred gold
Then we can take action. I wonder which hero has the discerning eye?"
He shouted several times, but no one answered.
Seeing this, Mr. Yan simply stood aside and said with a smile: "Okay, if you can really sell it, I will let you go."
Looking at the development of the situation here, there will be no fight for a while. The bold spectators gathered around and shouted: "You said that blowing hair breaks the knife and cutting iron is like mud. How do we know it is true? Demonstrate it and see!"
Xue Yi thought about it, so he took out a few copper coins and showed them carefully.
The black knife cut copper coins like tofu, breaking into two halves at the touch. The onlookers cheered loudly, but Xue Yi asked again, but no one was willing to buy it.
On the contrary, someone behind heard the news and rushed over to see the knife cutting copper coins. After doing this several times, they actually thought Xue Yi was a juggler. They watched the knife in a lively manner, but no one cared about it.
Mr. Yan said: "Your sword is really amazing. Otherwise, if I suffer a little loss, I won't have to pay for it. How about I give you another hundred taels?"
Xue Yi was not willing to take action. After saying this several times, Mr. Yan became angry: "It's really shameless. You alone have the final say as to what is worth a thousand gold. I think you are deliberately blackmailing people, so you should be sent to the official position."
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With that said, he asked his entourage to report to the official.
Xue Yi's forehead was throbbing with veins due to such nonsense.
Seeing him holding the handle of the knife, he said: "If Mr. Xue doesn't give in anymore, since Mr. Yan doesn't believe it, then try the edge of this knife yourself!"
Xu Yin secretly screamed that something was wrong. Xue Yi was a top expert. He had just suppressed his temper before. It was normal for him to kill someone when he was provoked. This was the capital after all, and he wanted to commit a murder case. But
It won't be easy to clean up.
Mr. Yan still didn't know whether to live or die, so he provoked: "Why, do you still dare to take action? Come on! If you dare to hurt me, you will not be able to leave the capital!"
Xue Yi finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and with a "choking" sound, the black sword came out of its sheath, drew a low-key and sharp light, and swung it towards Mr. Yan's neck.
The knife wind blew up the hair, fell on the blade, and broke silently.
The breath of death was approaching, and it was only at this moment that Mr. Yan felt afraid.
He thought that with enough people, no matter how high Xue Yi's martial arts skills were, he would not be able to hurt him. He deliberately provoked him to take action, just to find a reason to send people to the official, so as to avenge the last time.
He never expected that the real master was beyond his imagination. There were so many followers and none of them reacted. The blade had already reached the neck.
"Ah..." His frightened eyes were reflected on the blade, and his entire face was distorted.
Seeing that a tragedy was about to happen, there was a sound of metal hitting each other, but someone saw the emergency, threw a dagger, and hit the blade.
Xue Yi only felt a strong force coming, his mouth was numb, and the blade was knocked crooked, and he actually took several steps back to stabilize himself.
All this happened so fast that almost no one could react. Mr. Yan was still screaming when he saw a young man jumping into the circle, pointing at Xue Yi and shouting: "Why do you just say something that doesn't agree with you?"
If he wants to kill someone, he is really a murderer! Someone, arrest him!"
As soon as he shouted, several guards squeezed out of the crowd and rushed over: "Yes, Young Master!"
Mr. Yan had just stopped screaming and was still in a daze when he realized that he and Goujizi had been squeezed aside. The other party held Xue Yi and led him outside.
"Hey!" Mr. Yan shouted hurriedly, "What are you doing?"
Isn't he bullying people? Isn't he intimidating this poor man? Why did he suddenly become someone else's joke?
The boy with the fair face spoke righteously: "Of course I took him to the Yamen. It is really unreasonable to commit a murder on the street! By the way, this young master, you weren't hurt, were you?"