Chapter Thirty-One: The Gentleman Takes Revenge

  Han Jin put the finished military token on the table, raised his head and smiled: "What's wrong with you?"

  "It's nothing." Xian Niell walked quickly to the table, her movements somewhat urgent, it was unclear whether she wanted to cover something up or was interested in the military symbol Han Jin had produced. Her gaze swept around the four almost identical small wooden figures, and with her hand pointing at one of them: "I feel that this thing contains a strange kind of power!"

  "Ah, this one is a finished product, the others are just one step away." Han Jin nodded.

  "Can you give us a demonstration?" Xanthe asked.

  "It's too wasteful." Han Jin shook his head, creating a paper charm only required around 200 units of energy, while the wooden puppet charm had used up over 600 units of energy, which was also why he only made one charm.

  "Let's try it out, we've waited long enough!" Mo Xinkai exclaimed.

  "It'll take a few more days, I'm still not very skilled, it takes two or three days to make a puppet." Han Jin smiled and changed the subject: "By the way, how about you? Have you found Morgan's merchant group?"

  The beautiful expression turned gloomy again, and Xian Ni'er said softly: "No, I heard they left the eleventh town overnight."

  Han Jin fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly: "Qili, don't worry, we'll help you!"

  Jieli looked at Jin similarly, forcing a smile, although Jin's promise was somewhat empty and powerless, she was already very satisfied, at least she wasn't left with nothing.

  Han Jin pointed to the iron bucket, and Stilberg hastily pulled it over. Han Jin picked up a piece of cassava and slowly began to eat.

  "Has it gone cold already? I'll go heat it up for you again," Michelle said.

  "It's all right." Han Jin smiled slightly.

  Just then, the door was pushed open and Sasou walked in. His face was iron-green, his eyes were burning with anger, and his lips were slightly trembling, obviously he was very angry.

  Everyone was shocked, among them, Han Jin's temper was the best, warm and gentle like jade, with a spring breeze on his face. Next was Sasou, he was extremely polite, Mo Xinkuo would tease him from time to time, but he never got angry.

  "What's going on?" Han Jin Qi asked.

  Sasuke glanced around and gritted his teeth, saying "Sorry."

  "What's wrong?"

  "Those magic crystals... The magic crystals were confiscated." Sasou lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with others.

  "Confiscated? Who the hell dares to confiscate our stuff?" Mo Xinkai jumped up on the spot.

  "It's the security team."

  "You... are you even afraid of those Public Security Bureau thugs?" Mo Xinko said angrily.

  "Mo Xinkē, calm down!" Han Jin shouted, although Mo Xinkē was unintentional, but directly pointing the spearhead at Sasōu would give Sasōu a strong stimulus, affecting internal unity, and Sasōu's increasingly pale face was proof.

  "Sasori, what's going on? Tell me carefully." Xian Ni'er said softly.

  "It's not just the security team, there are also some garrison soldiers with them." Sasu paused: "I... I really have no way."

  "What right do the garrison troops have to confiscate our belongings?"

  "They're in cahoots with each other." Sasori sneered: "When I was selling magic crystals at the market, a merchant came over to negotiate prices. He wanted to buy all our magic crystals for fifty gold coins. Could I sell? When he saw me refuse, he threatened me, saying that if I didn't sell to him immediately, I wouldn't get anything. I ignored him. In the end... in the end, he brought along the city guards and some guard troops. The city guards asked me to pay twenty gold coins in taxes. Where was I supposed to find twenty gold coins? As a result, they..."

  "Sasseur, the merchant you mentioned, isn't he around fifty years old, slender and thin, with a big beard?" Michel suddenly interjected.

  "Really, you know him?" Sasu was taken aback.

  "Then he chats with you about the price while talking nonsense, right?"

  "It is... it is."

  "You've been had." Michelle sighed, "His name is George, a thoroughly bad guy who's always done this sort of thing. He was chatting you up with a purpose, finding out where you're from and if you know any big shots in town. When he decided you were an easy mark, he started making threats. If you refused his demands, he'd bring the security squad right away. Last year, some small-time merchant from out of town got taken in by George, and in the end, George even had him thrown into prison. I heard... that the merchant killed himself in prison."

  Sassou was stunned, he was just a magician and a bard, as the saying goes, "different trades are like different mountains", he had never done business before, so he didn't understand its subtleties. Moreover, he knew that everyone was waiting for money to be used, so he wanted to make a deal, the other party's attitude was very friendly, and they even took the initiative to chat with him, so he also showed his sincerity.

  "Michelle, if you know him, can you help us ask for a favor?" Xanier asked.

  "It's useless, George's son-in-law is the mayor Lapal, I'm nothing in people's eyes." Michele smiled bitterly: "Moreover, they even dispatched the security team and the guard army, George also wants to give them a share, do you think George can spit out the meat he ate? And then use his own money to reward the security team and the guard army?"

  Moxinke walked out with a long sword in hand, Xian Ni'er hastily called: "Moxinke, stop!"

  "What's going on?!" Mo Xinkai shouted in anger.

  "Where are you going?"

  "What's it to you?" Today Mo Xing Ke was being arrogant, not giving anyone any face.

  "If you really want to die in this town of eleven, then go." Han Jin said calmly.

  "Are you saying we're not going to do anything?" Mo Xinkai replied loudly, more than half a month ago what he said to Han Jin was true, he really thought Han Jin was very clever and had a good heart, so he wanted to partner with Han Jin, take care of each other, now the only one who can persuade him is also Han Jin.

  "Can you go... and bring our things back?"

  Mo Xinke remained silent, but his expression was still very stubborn.

  "Since you can't get it back, what's the point of going? Don't want to live anymore?" Han Jin sneered: "You're saying you don't want to live, I may not be able to help you, but Xian Ni'er should be able to help you, right?"

  Han Jin's words were a bit sarcastic, and Mo Xinke was so angry that his face turned bright red.

  "Yes, yes, Mosike, we can't afford to offend them." Michelle said hastily.

  "Revenge can't be rushed." Han Jin's tone slowed down: "Moreover, revenge must be done cleanly and efficiently. Not only must the enemy be defeated, but also trampled on to prevent them from ever turning over again. If there's no guarantee of success, it's better not to do anything at all, or else you'll end up being bitten all over and left with scars. Is that meaningful?"

  "What should we do then?" Mo Xinkai asked loudly.

  "We eat and sleep, tomorrow's affairs will be discussed tomorrow."

  "But... but I'm suffocating..."

  "Who's not suffering?" Han Jin replied indifferently: "And the one who suffers the most is not you, but Sasou!"

  Mo Xinke didn't dare to look at Sasou, Sasou revealed a bitter smile. In fact, Han Jin said it right, others were only in pain for their loss, but he had personally experienced that kind of humiliation.

  Han Jin picked up a piece of cassava, swallowing two or three mouthfuls, then grabbed a wooden block and began to carve it seriously, as if nothing had happened earlier.

  (If you have a recommended friend, don't hide it, I'm not confident, give me some confidence...)