This noble warrior, relying on his status, completely disregarded the warriors from the lower class, and also disregarded Ren Yuanhao.
The common warriors' eyes spat with suppressed rage. However, they were well aware of the other party's status. With this incident, a deep rift had formed between them. Moreover, the opponent was powerful and backed by a prominent clan. If they encountered each other for future mercenary tasks, they feared...
At this moment, the tavern owner, after much effort, squeezed through the crowd and knelt before Ren Yuanhao with a plop.
"Warrior, please show mercy. These lords have extraordinary backgrounds; you cannot afford to offend them. If someone dies here..." The owner pulled a gold ingot from his embrace and respectfully offered it to Ren Yuanhao with both hands, "Warrior, please accept this. For my sake, do not be enraged!"
The owner was at least fifty years old, almost the age of Ren Yuanhao's father. However, before Ren Yuanhao could react, a noble warrior snatched the gold ingot from his hand.
"Oh, why, old man, are you so generous? This gold ingot is a fine thing. However, I've heard your daughter is a first-class beauty. I wonder if she's among these girls."
As the warrior spoke, he was about to tuck the gold ingot into his pouch. Suddenly, a slender young girl bumped into the man, attempting to snatch the ingot. To her surprise, the man's physique was like the black rock of Mount Balal. Not only did this collision fail to shake the man, but he grabbed her hair and lifted her up.
"Wulia, this, this is my daughter! Warrior, please let her go!"
"Go to hell!" The man kicked the owner in the face. He slightly bent down to examine the girl. Her lips were red and teeth were white, her skin like snow, and her figure was exquisite, revealed in its full glory beneath the long skirt.
"Yo, tsk tsk, this girl is indeed very plump. I wonder if her body is as succulent as she looks."
"Heh heh, we'll know when we try it later~"
The noble warrior laughed wantonly. Wulia, held captive by the man, was helpless. The common warriors seemed to be waiting for Ren Yuanhao's move, and all eyes turned to Ren Yuanhao once more.
"Hey, a knife is not a toy for children to play with!"
The warrior pinned by Ren Yuanhao showed signs of breaking free. Unexpectedly, Ren Yuanhao suddenly stood up, channeling true qi into his feet, and stomped down fiercely. The warrior's head seemed to be struck by immense force and was stomped back to the ground by Ren Yuanhao. His face made intimate contact with the ground, his entire face contorted and deformed.
"A knife is indeed not for children to play with; it is a tool for killing."
Ren Yuanhao casually tossed the knife. The cold, sharp blade, like lightning, sliced along the neck of the man beneath his foot and plunged into the ground. If the man had moved even a fraction, or if Ren Yuanhao had been slightly off, this man would have likely bled profusely and died on the spot!
This noble warrior felt a chill on his neck, his skin seemingly grazed by the blade. The hot blood made his eyes bloodshot, and overcome with shame and anger, he suddenly unleashed a surge of immense strength, nearly breaking free from Ren Yuanhao's foot!
"Did I allow you to raise your head?" Ren Yuanhao channeled a bit more qi, his foot pressing down like Mount Tai, forcing the man's head back down.
He suddenly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "Hey, you big guy over there, I'll return this waste to you, and you give the girl back to the owner. We'll call it a day, and let this matter rest. How about it?"
Unexpectedly, those arrogant and indulgent warriors burst into laughter, their expressions growing more fierce.
"Exchange? Do you think your chips are enough? Besides, with a hundred times your courage, you wouldn't dare touch him. Today, we're not only taking this girl away, but we're also tearing down this tavern!"
Following this voice, the man whose face Ren Yuanhao was stepping on also began to laugh uncontrollably.
The common warriors' heads drooped silently. As the man had said, they didn't have enough chips. They were merely children from the lowest-class farmers and herders. Even with this warrior before them, as imposing as a heavenly god, who had downed seven or eight pots of potent liquor, he was still unable to turn the tide alone.
"Chips?" Ren Yuanhao took a puff of his cigarette, his eyes suddenly emitting a golden, solitary gleam. "I wonder, can your lives be considered chips?"
Hearing Ren Yuanhao's wild talk, all the warriors burst into laughter, unable to close their mouths, as their cold battle blades clanged against each other, producing a soul-stirring sound. "Trash like you can only boast with words. You want our lives? Trash, who the hell do you think you are?"
"So, our deal is off?"
Ren Yuanhao sighed with great helplessness, simultaneously flicking his half-smoked cigarette towards a long table nearby. The red embers were still burning fiercely, but just as everyone's attention was on the cigarette, a mournful cry was suddenly heard. A gust of wind swept past the heads of these noble warriors, and the tavern wall suddenly emitted a 'bang'!
Everyone turned their heads in unison. The man who had been pinned under Ren Yuanhao's foot was now impaled to the wall by his own small knife. The knife was embedded in his shoulder, leaving him suspended, his feet not touching the ground, like a scarecrow. Every time he tried to reach out to pull the long knife from his shoulder, gravity would pull him down, the blade wedged in his shoulder blade, causing him such pain that he was close to fainting.
"You!"
"What me? Who else wants to play? Free plane tickets on the house."
Ren Yuanhao patted the dust off his clothes and flashed away again. The warrior holding Wulia felt a jolt in his hand, but Wulia had vanished from his sight in an instant!
"Wulia, go look after your father." Ren Yuanhao, holding Wulia horizontally, looked expressionlessly at the dumbfounded noble warriors.
These two consecutive turnarounds happened within mere moments. The common warriors were stunned at first, then erupted into thunderous cheers. This action undoubtedly vented their pent-up frustration.
These foreign men and women were not like people from the inland regions; they lived with distinct loves and hates, living freely and unrestrainedly. For these common warriors, as long as there was wine, meat, and girls, they didn't mind living a slightly harder life.
"You piece of trash, how dare you lay hands on us! I think you're tired of living and looking for excitement!"
At this moment, a warrior with eighteen teeth emerged from the noble warriors. In his hand, he held an extremely exaggerated battle knife. A huge wine gourd hung from his waist, and his golden belt was twice as wide as others. His muscles bulged like small mountains, and he was a head taller than Ren Yuanhao.
Ren Yuanhao shook his clothes, still appearing incredibly calm, "No, no, no. Firstly, I wasn't scared into growing up. Secondly, when it comes to looking for excitement, you lot are not qualified."