"Commander Tian, I didn’t expect to meet you again so soon!"
Tian Heng cried out inwardly.
This young man’s courage is simply too great.
Although he seems to have some skills, Tian Heng had just fought that big man earlier and knows how formidable he is.
Tian Heng even suspects that this big man is very likely a Martial Artist of the Fourth Realm.
The key issue is that the young man also has women on his carriage, isn’t this like sheep entering a tiger’s den?
But since Zhao Ya had already spoken, he could only respond.
"Yes, Young Hero Zhao, we meet again."
Then Zhao Ya smiled slightly and said, "Has Commander Tian encountered any trouble?"
Gao Cong naturally noticed Zhao Ya’s arrival as well. Seeing him ask questions, he spoke before Tian Heng could.
"Young Hero, we were just passing through here, but the Lord of the Stronghold insists that we leave seventy percent of our goods as traveling expenses. That’s simply too much, we can’t afford such a loss."
Zhao Ya, however, did not pay attention to Gao Cong, merely smiling as he looked at Tian Heng.
Meanwhile, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Zui’Er curiously poked her head out.
"Ya, what’s going on?"
Women.
And incredibly beautiful women at that.
Suddenly, these minions were stunned.
At this moment, Meng Shiwen also opened the window, looking outside with a frown.
"Ya, should we make a move?"
She too heard the commotion outside from inside the carriage and was ready to act.
Oh gosh, another one.
And each more beautiful than the last.
This group of minions was in disarray.
The big man’s eyes lit up even more, striding towards them.
Tian Heng was deeply anxious when he saw this.
If these two lovely young ladies fell into the hands of these ruffians, the outcome would be dreadful.
So he shouted desperately, "Young Hero Zhao, quickly take the two ladies and run, the farther, the better."
"Damn old fool, dare to ruin my plans, I’ll kill you first later." The big man cursed angrily.
At the same time, his henchmen surrounded the carriage.
The big man quickly walked closer, greedily scanning Meng Shiwen and Zui’Er before laughing.
"Heh, boy, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, a flash of blade appeared.
The big man was momentarily stunned, then he let out a shrill scream.
"Ahhh, my eyes!"
It turned out that the slash had struck directly across his eyes, instantly blinding him.
Looking at Zhao Ya, who stood on the wagon’s shaft, holding a blade with an indifferent expression.
The entire scene fell silent.
Tian Heng was dumbfounded as well.
Because he hadn’t seen how Zhao Ya even drew his blade.
The big man clutched one eye with his hand, waving the other one wildly.
"Get him! Kill him, and the two chicks will be yours!"
A few daring minions, raising their long spears, thrust toward Zhao Ya.
They thought with long spears in hand, this young man would have some trouble drawing his blade.
But in the next second, another flash of the blade flickered.
Then the long spears in these few minions’ hands snapped in half, and the minions themselves split open.
That’s right.
Literally split open.
A red line extended from their brows to their groins, then slowly parted from the middle, toppling to both sides.
The thick, overwhelming stench of blood was nauseating.
This time, all the minions’ faces changed, retreating to the back, regardless of how much the big man shouted, no one dared to move.
What a joke.
Even if these minions were fools, they could now see how extraordinary Zhao Ya was.
Especially his incredible blade technique, which scared many, with some already beginning to sneakily retreat, preparing to flee.
When the last drop of blood slipped off the sharp blade, Zhao Ya said calmly, "Which mountain’s bandits are you?"
"I am the Third Village Chief of Jade Pine Mountain, Fang Dao, Third Master Fang. Boy, you dare to harm me, then prepare to die!" Fang Dao shouted.
The moment his words fell.
Another flash of the blade appeared, and Fang Dao’s head flew off, rolling right to Tian Heng’s feet.
Seeing the previously arrogant and conceited Third Village Chief, who had even injured him, now beheaded without a chance to utter a sound.
Tian Heng only felt a chill rising from his heart.
Who on earth was this young man?
How could his martial arts be so exceptional, his moves so decisive?
But for Zhao Ya, killing someone like Fang Dao was as easy as drinking water.
"Too noisy. Now, someone else answer my question, answer well and live, answer poorly and lose your head." Zhao Ya retained a calm tone.
But these minions trembled all over from fright.
They had never seen such a ruthless person.
Even the Third Village Chief was easily slaughtered like a pig or dog before him, how could they dare resist?
"Y...Yes, sir, what do you wish to ask?" one minion stammered.
"How many people are on your Jade Pine Mountain?" Zhao Ya asked.
"Including the Great Village Chief, there are over two hundred in total."
Over two hundred people.
Zhao Ya furrowed his brows.
He had thought that since Jade Pine Mountain could attack Black Water City, they must have some strength.
Yet he didn’t expect it to be just this few.
"What is your Great Village Chief’s skill level?" Zhao Ya asked again.
The minions exchanged glances, and after a moment, one replied.
"We don’t know the Great Village Chief’s level, but we have fought in several battles with him, and no one has lasted ten moves against him."
Zhao Ya pondered.
The Fang Dao who had just died by his blade should have been at the level of a half-step Fourth Realm. Such a Martial Artist could be the Third Village Chief, which allowed him to roughly estimate the overall power of Jade Pine Mountain.