"G-guest, what are you doing?"
This happened so suddenly that the lady immediately exclaimed in shock with her non-fluent Han language as color drained from her beautiful face. At the same moment, the other ladies also froze in astonishment.
All of the sudden, the entire tavern fell silent. Gazes from all around turned to the hand that was clutching tightly to the lady's wrist.
In an instant, the atmosphere turned peculiar.
"G-guest, we don't offer that kind of services here. P-please let go of your hand," another waitress behind the beautiful Goguryeon lady stuttered nervously.
Hearing those words, Wang Chong chuckled inwardly as he lifted his wine cup and sipped on it calmly. To dare to accuse the Southern Protector-General as a man with no self-control, it would only draw peals of laughter outside.
Even though Wang Chong didn't know why Zhangchou Jianqiong held onto the lady's wrist, he could tell that something was surely wrong.
Since Zhangchou Jianqiong took the trouble of choosing Ten Sun Tavern for the banquet, Wang Chong was content with just watching the show.
"What is this?" With a frosty look, Zhangchou Jianqiong questioned the lady sharply. The temperature in the tavern plummeted, and in just a single instant, it felt as though they were standing in an ice chamber.
"I-it's Phoenix-tailed Abalone!" the lady replied in fear.
"Hmph, why don't you give it a bite then!"
Zhangchou Jianqiong picked up a piece of the Phoenix-tailed Abalone with his chopsticks and placed it to the beautiful Goguryeon lady's mouth.
Hua!
Upon seeing the Phoenix-tailed Abalone right before her, the stuttering beautiful Goguryeon lady turned visibly more nervous. It was as if the mouthful of abalone was some kind of ferocious beast.
"Now!"
Behind the beautiful lady, the pale, frightened face of the waitress who exclaimed previously abruptly turned savage, and with a shout in Koguryoan, she threw aside the plate in her hand, whipped out a dagger from her waist, and charged at Zhangchou Jianqiong with astonishing speed.
Hua hua hua!
Plate after plate of food and drinks were hurled at the group. Those seemingly feeble waitresses from a moment ago suddenly turned into demons from hell as they brandished their weapons at the group.
"Go, kill them all!"
"For King Sosurim!"
"Don't leave a single one of them alive!"
"For the glory of our great empire!"
Impassioned Koguryoan battle cries accompanied with bone-chilling killing intent pressed down on the group. Peng peng peng, the compartment doors by the side were jolted open, and the assassins ripped apart their disguises and charged towards the group.
Amidst the overwhelming killing intent drifting in the room, bundles of Stellar Energy and glowing halos burst into appearance, filling the entire tavern. A group of the assassins charged straight for Wang Chong.
"As expected!"
Seeing the frenzied attacks of the Goguryeons from all around him, Wang Chong wasn't surprised in the least.
This was the Ten Sun Tavern, the center of this Goguryeon district, as well as the symbol of its prestige here. After the previous operation, there was probably not a single Goguryeon in the capital who couldn't recognize him anymore.
Upon seeing the culprit behind the deaths of their brethren, how could they possibly remain motionless? It was already admirable that they could hold themselves back until now.
"But it's a pity that you chose the wrong location and the wrong opponents!" Wang Chong sneered coldly as he lifted the wine cup in his hand and gulped it down.
Boom!
At the moment when Wang Chong gulped down the wine from the cup, a brilliant outpour of light flooded the surrounding, and a golden Deluge of Stellar Energy, noble and upright, reminiscent of the sun, abruptly burst into the room.
Under the blinding flash of light, time seemed to have stopped. Other than Wang Chong and the others, all of the Goguryeon assassins seemed to have frozen in space, maintaining the previous position of their assault.
"Know your place!"
A cold harrumph vaguely echoed by Wang Chong's ears, and in the next moment, the serving waitresses along with the many assassins who charged out from the compartments by the side were crushed into smithereens. A rain of blood filled with lumps of flesh and fragments of bones filled the entire room, but not a single bit came close to the banquet of the group.
Hu!
A frenzied wind crushed a wall in the tavern as it blew the remnants of the Goguryeon assassins out, splattering them across the streets.
On the other hand, the tavern on the third floor was completely clean except for the slight traces of blood here and there on the ground. The forty or so top-notch Goguryeon assassins had vanished from the world just like that.
In that instant, all of the noises seemed to vanish from the Ten Sun Tavern, leaving behind nothing but deathly silence in its wake.
Beneath Wang Chong's feet, on the second floor, the ruckus caused by intense fighting had disappeared as well.
And in front of Wang Chong, Zhangchou Jianqiong sat there motionlessly, not having lifted a single finger at all. If not for the sight a moment ago, no one could have imagined that Zhangchou Jianqiong was the culprit behind the slaughter just a moment ago.
This was how powerful a Saint realm expert was!
Wang Chong had once reached this realm, so he didn't feel the slightest nervousness or anxiety before such overwhelming power. Nonchalantly, he filled his cup of wine and gulped it down again.
Those Goguryeons would never know what kind of expert they had attempted to lay their hands on.
This was a Protector-General of Great Tang!
Before him, Wang Chong would be even safer than if he had hidden amidst an army of soldiers.
These Goguryeons had chosen the wrong actions on the wrong occasion!
"Do you know why I chose to host this feast here at the Ten Sun Tavern?"
Zhangchou Jianqiong poured himself a cup of wine before lifting his gaze up. On his face, one could see dispassionate callousness, the unfeeling brutality of a man who had stepped on innumerable corpses to guard the southwest border of his homeland.
Without such ruthlessness, it would be impossible for one to become a Protector-General.
But Wang Chong knew that this face wasn't directed at him but those fortunate survivors in the Ten Sun Tavern.
"I heard that there has never been a precedent where a Protector-General rises to become the Minister of War. If I wish to achieve what no man has done before, I'll have to tread on this bloodied path. This banquet is just my way of welcoming myself to the capital. Let this be known, there is no military man who isn't bloodthirsty!"
Saying those words, Zhangchou Jianqiong gulped down the wine before slamming the empty wine cup heavily on the table.
Chapter 277: Wang Chong's Goal!
Chapter 277: Wang Chong's Goal!
Deep killing intent surfaced in Zhangchou Jianqiong's eyes. At this moment, grim expressions appeared even on Wang Chong and Wang Gen's faces.
His declaration represented that he was no longer that man who was leisurely chatting on the banquet previously; at this moment, he was the great Southern Protector-General who protected the southwest border of the empire, one of the most powerful men in this empire!
Smelling the strong stench of blood in the air and hearing Zhangchou Jianqiong's words, Wang Chong finally understood why this esteemed Protector-General would choose to host a banquet here on the very first day of his arrival.
The news regarding King Sosurim couldn't possibly have bypassed Zhangchou Jianqiong's eyes and ears. He knew that his appearance would surely attract an assassination attempt by the Goguryeons.
So he did it intentionally.
The reason why he set up the banquet at the Ten Sun Tavern wasn't just so that he could borrow the yang energy from the ten Three-legged Crow.
The actions of
this Southern Protector-General were much more domineering and intense than Wang Chong had expected.
Zhangchou Jianqiong intended to pave a way to the royal court through the blood of his enemies!
And the Goguryeons were the best target to do so.
But nevertheless, Wang Chong had no qualms regardless the other party's actions at all. How could a general on the battlefield possibly lack bloodthirst?
Which commander could possibly have hands that were free of blood?
Thinking so, Wang Chong suddenly filled his cup and lifted it up high."Allow me to propose a toast to Lord Zhangchou!"
"Hahaha, very well!"
Zhangchou Jianqiong was taken aback for a moment before laughing heartily. A slight commendation for the latter flashed across his eyes. How could the offspring of a clan of generals possibly lack boldness?
He had thought that the previous sight would leave this lad traumatized and distraught. Who knew that this fellow would actually be able to retain his composure perfectly, displaying a calm that was unlike that of his age?
"As expected of a son from a clan of generals. Wang gongzi, I'll accept your toast!" Zhangchou Jianqiong picked up his wine cup candidly and drank it in a single mouthful.
"Brother Jiexin, your nephew is indeed an incredible talent! He has courage, insight, and decisiveness. He will surely achieve great things in the future!" Zhangchou Jianqiong said as he turned to Wang Gen.
Even when faced with multiple assassins, Wang Gen's eyebrows didn't even twitch in the slightest. But hearing those words, Wang Gen couldn't help but feel a little agitated.
To be able to receive such compliments from one of the top figures in the military despite being just fifteen, this would help to build Wang Chong's credibility and pave the way for the progression of his career.
Unlike the matter regarding the regional commanders incident, a pure compliment affirming one's capabilities from one of the upper echelons of the military was rare.
Be it Zhangchou Jianqiong, Fumeng Lingcha, Go Seonji, Zhang Shougui, or generals of their tier, they were always sure to be very careful with their words.
It wasn't because they were narrow-minded, but because their words simply wielded exceptional influence, especially among military men.
As the saying goes, a bucket of spilled water cannot be recollected. Should they offer praise to someone and the other party's capability turn out to be contrary to expectations, it would affect their own prestige and the credibility of their words, as well!
Thus, it was extremely rare for those of the upper echelons, such as the Protector-Generals or Marshals, to offer public praise to another person. Even if they were impressed with someone, they wouldn't express it loudly.
The more power one wielded, the more careful one had to be with their words!
In the future, if Wang Chong were to enter the military, these words from Zhangchou Jianqiong would prove to be valuable for his progress. At the very least, he would face significantly less opposition to his promotions.
And to receive such praise despite not being enlisted yet, Wang Chong was definitely one-of-a-kind.
"Thank you, Lord Zhangchou!" Wang Chong also swiftly understood the significance of those words and quickly expressed his gratitude. To be able to earn Zhangchou Jianqiong's praise with just a single toast, this was completely unexpected.
"Hehe, continue working hard!" Zhangchou Jianqiong said before raising his hand. One of the commanders of the Southern Protectorate Manor behind him quickly walked up, took out a unique silver chopstick from his embrace, and stabbed it into the Phoenix-tailed Abalone.
Shua!
In an instant, the silver chopstick turned pitch-black, and at the very tip, a slightly bluish-purple hue could be seen.
Upon seeing this sight, everyone's complexion turned awful.
"The poison is incredible!" Wang Chong was astonished. Usually, when silver chopsticks came into contact with lethal poison, it would only turn black. Yet, there were slight hints of bluish-purple at the edge of the chopstick. This was a sign that this poison was far beyond the usual lethal poison.
Serving four clean dishes to distract everyone before delivering the “true feast”, those Goguryeons were indeed elaborate in their preparations.
Even if they failed, they probably still had some other things up their sleeves.
After all, they were in the middle of the Goguryeon's territory, and it wouldn't be too difficult for them to make ample preparations here. Even if their assassins were to walk around here openly plain-clothed, everyone would simply think that they were just the ordinary staff of the Ten Sun Tavern.
But of all of the preparations they had made, they had made a fatal miscalculation. They misjudged the identities of those here, and they misjudged Zhangchou Jianqiong's strength as well.
... To dare to poison a Saint realm expert, they sure were courting their own deaths!
Wang Chong glanced at the bloodstains on the ground without the slightest pity. In this era of war, showing sympathy for one's enemies was nothing more than foolishness.
Compassion toward one's enemies would only lead to one's downfall.
"Serve the dishes! You better prepare the dishes properly, or else every single one of you in this tavern shall share the same fate with those from before. If you fail to do a good job, I have no qualms slaughtering everyone along this street for treason!" Zhangchou Jianqiong's cold voice echoed within the entire tavern.
Those in the compartments, kitchens, first floor, second floor, third floor... as well as the assassins who had survived the previous outburst were all stunned by Zhangchou Jianqiong's callous means.
But Zhangchou Jianqiong paid the bizarre atmosphere drifting in the air no heed. It didn't matter what the identity of those preparing their food was, all that mattered to him at this moment was for this banquet to be done well.
Even if the other party was a brawny martial artist, he would have to deliver a top-notch sumptuous feast if he wished to live.
Cold sweat dripped from the foreheads of the assassins in the Ten Sun Tavern. The might of their targets turned out to be far higher than they had expected.
At the same time, they had never met with such dominance before, either.
An overwhelming killing intent accompanied with ghastly silence drifted along the three floors of the golden-red tavern.
"So?" Zhangchou Jianqiong uttered coldly. At the same time, the overwhelming killing intent suddenly intensified manyfold.
The feeling of death encroaching on them left their goosebumps rising, but what shocked them the most was Zhangchou Jianqiong's final threat.
Why? We are the only ones going after your life. Why must you implicate the innocent into this as well?
Many pairs of eyes stared in the direction where Zhangchou Jianqiong and the others were seated as indignation, anger, fear, and helplessness permeated their being.
Only a small portion of the Goguryeons had participated in this operation, most of the people were innocent.
The assassins had already prepared themselves for death upon failure, but Zhangchou Jianqiong's words had changed the very essence of the matter.
From the callous aura the other party had emanated, they had no doubt that the monster on the third floor would really kill every last one of the Goguryeons along the street.
Death was not fearsome.
But meaningless death was not the same. And implicating the innocent around them was something they couldn't accept, either.
Under the huge pressure weighing down on them, the group in the Ten Sun Tavern slowly got to work once more.
Chopping the vegetable, stir-frying the dishes, washing the plates... As though cogs perfectly linked with one another, they began turning once more after a momentary pause, as though nothing had happened before.
"Alright. Let's continue on with our banquet then!"
Feeling the movements throughout the tavern, Zhangchou Jianqiong sneered coldly and turned his at
tention back to the banquet.
Pah!
With a slight flick of his finger, that lethally-poisoned Phoenix-tailed Abalone was hurled out of the tavern and onto the street.
Wang Chong watched the entire sight nonchalantly.
Due to the long peace the Southwestern region has enjoyed, Zhangchou Jianqiong doesn't have much of a reputation, and it seems like everyone has been belittling him due to that. But there isn't and will never be a single weakling among the Protector-Generals of Great Tang, Wang Chong thought.
As the saying went, “the true military experts tend to have humble accomplishments”. While thinking this matter over, Wang Chong suddenly recalled the other purpose why he was here.
"Right, Lord Zhangchou. May I request your token?" Wang Chong suddenly asked, smiling.
"Oh? What do you want my token for?" Zhangchou Jianqiong asked curiously.
If it was Wang Gen or anyone else who raised this request, it might seem a little rude and offensive. However, in Wang Chong's capacity as a junior, his request seemed perfectly natural. Thus, all Zhangchou Jianqiong was left with was curiosity.
"I have never been out of the capital before, so I would like to visit Jiannan if there is an opportunity to do some business. If I can have Lord Zhangchou's token, that would prove to be very convenient for my travel," Wang Chong replied half-jokingly.
"Oh?" Zhangchou Jianqiong subconsciously leaned forward in interest. He didn't forget the youth's extraordinary flair for business.
"May I know what kind of business Wang gongzi hopes to engage in? If it's just this, there's no need to go through so much trouble. Since Zhongtong, who will be managing the affairs in Jiannan is here, he can grant you any permission you will require right here," Zhangchou Jianqiong said.
This could be taken as a gesture of goodwill on his part. He knew that his foundation was weak in the capital, and even if he could become the Minister of War, it was doubtful whether he could hold the situation together by himself. Thus, he would require the support from the other prestigious clans.
On this aspect, Consort Taizhen's influence wasn't of much help.
The back palace wasn't allowed to interfere in politics—this was an ironclad rule no matter which dynasty one was in. Thus, Zhangchou Jianqiong was in dire need of allies, strong allies.
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