Chapter Seventy-One: The Uninvited Guest

  Lei Ga couldn't remember how he ended up back at the Violent Crow Tavern, the whole night was dull and uninteresting, even the excitement of breaking through to the next level of Qi had worn off.

  Xie Pu saw his change, but just smiled and didn't say anything.

  This weird thing called feelings, really can't be solved just by being strong. Leiga thought he didn't have anything to do with Dulan enemy, but when he was lying alone on the bed board, he couldn't sleep no matter what, his brain and crotch were all thinking of Dulan enemy, Dulan enemy, Dulan enemy.

  That night, he tried for the first time to satisfy his lust for a woman... with his hands.

  By the next morning, Wuya Ridge suddenly became lively.

  The villagers of the three villages brought their tools to repair the old town's ruins. The bandits and mercenaries also received the news in advance, knowing that Lega had agreed to take over the Crow Lord, all of them behaved themselves and did not dare to make trouble. Some smarter bandits and mercenaries knew they could no longer do evil, so they washed their hearts and started doing proper escort missions.

  A few days later, as the construction work gradually unfolded, more and more villagers and hired soldiers participated. The business of the Crow Tavern also became increasingly prosperous.

  Most of the villagers and mercenaries were there to catch a glimpse of the "Crow Lord", when Rega asked them in all seriousness what they wanted to eat, they were all stunned speechless.

  But in just a few days, people began to gradually get used to it and even felt that Leica was "close to the people" and "understanding the people's feelings".

  Lei Ga also didn't bother to explain anything to them, when he met someone who bowed to him, he also nodded symbolically in return, whether it was in the tavern or outside, he always had a cold and indifferent expression that made people unable to guess his thoughts.

  Dulandei almost went to the old town every day, she deliberately chose the old site opposite the Violent Crow Tavern and transformed them into inns and warehouses. When the renovation was almost done, she simply lived in the old town. Every day when Leiga opened the door, he could see Dulandei strutting back and forth across the street with her two spirited and lively beautiful legs.

  Dulanduo didn't even greet Leiga, but whenever Leiga appeared, her chest would stick out especially high.

  Lei Ga was not disturbed by the outside world and continued his self-training according to plan. In the morning, he was kicked out of bed by Xie Pu, had breakfast, did some daily chores, practiced swordsmanship at the bottom of the White River, and read books in the storage room at night - the only change was that the first-class deer meat was finally finished, and now he was eating second-class tiger meat.

  Nothing special happened for the whole winter after that.

  The old town has been built almost, many villagers can't wait for the arrival of spring, and they moved into the newly built houses in advance. The dull and lifeless Wuya Ridge became bustling with people, and the feeling of a town returned again.

  As the most convenient channel for trade between the two countries, some bold merchants have already passed through the town and spread the news of rebuilding Wuyaling, so more bold merchants began to try.

  A joint council consisting of Dulan enemy and two other village heads decided not to collect commercial tax from passers-by for the time being, and to start collecting half of the commercial tax when spring arrives, as a means of competing with other trade channels.

  The news was immediately well received, and the number of merchants passing through Crow's Peak is becoming more and more, and the value of goods transported is also increasing. In the last few days of winter, the passenger flow of the old town of Crow's Peak has become no different from other trade channels.

  The bandit mercenaries were all reorganized by the night watchmen of Dusk Village and formed a new Crow Ridge Guard, specializing in protecting the villagers of Crow Ridge and travelers passing through Crow Ridge. These mercenaries who used to make a living by robbing were surprised to find that escorting goods could also earn them money, and the higher the value of the goods they protected, the higher their rewards would be. In some cases, one successful escort mission could earn them more than what they used to rob in an entire year.

  The geographical advantage of Crow Ridge is perfectly reflected in its commercial value, and everyone is a beneficiary of this reconstruction. The villagers and mercenaries are well aware of the hardships of past years, and they especially maintain the stability and unity of Crow Ridge. Moreover, no one dares to be cut off by Rega, so the originally scheduled monthly trial day has never been held.

  The Crow's Nest Tavern was packed to the brim, with customers coming in droves to taste the wild vegetables, to the point where they had to take a number and wait in line. Shep Lu felt embarrassed that he could only sell wild vegetables, so he resumed serving other ordinary dishes.

  The walls of the bar were covered with all sorts of wanted posters, attracting many bounty hunters who flocked to it. These bounty hunters would enter with a toothpick in their mouth and a swagger in their step, proudly displaying their aura. Some had four-stage aura, some had five-stage aura, and some even had six-stage aura. But when they saw a young man with eight-stage aura quietly wiping the tables and chairs with a cloth, they all immediately closed their legs together and didn't dare to breathe loudly.

  Lei Ga has become even more robust, with almost no trace of his youthful vigor visible in his dark pupils. His cold face is filled with calmness and depth. Every time he rolls up his sleeves to work, the bulging muscles always trigger a burst of frantic screams from those around him.

  Most of the girls in Crow's Peak regarded him as their dream lover, and they couldn't wait to throw themselves into his arms and rub against him a bit, even if he would ruthlessly push them to the ground immediately after, and they would be willing to get a headache and bleed - unfortunately, no matter how they designed it, Leiga's evasion speed was always just one step faster than theirs. After a long time, they also converged a lot.

  However, on the walls of the Black Boar Inn, the most difficult tasks were never to go to Mount Defenestrator to kill Flame Lizards, but rather "Persuade Lord Edgar to have dinner with me", "Kneel down and beg Lord Edgar for a used personal item", "Send my underwear to Lord Edgar and get him to accept it"...

  Whenever he encountered such a bounty task publisher, Xie Pu would always append a disclaimer at the end of the wanted poster: Those who take on this task do so at their own risk, our store is not responsible for any consequences. If you are dissatisfied, please challenge our staff individually.

  The White River also became an unsafe place, the women's fervent eyes were more frightening than the undercurrents of the river. Leiga had to change his training plan, hiding in the storage room during the day to read books and refine medicine, going to sleep after dinner, and only practicing at the bottom of the White River when it was late at night and people were quiet.

  After a whole winter, Wu Ya's swordsmanship had reached the point of being second nature to him. Although he was still some distance from reaching his own goal, the speed at which his swordsmanship was improving was still satisfactory to him.

  The only thing that annoyed him was that during these three months of high-intensity training, his eighth-stage Dou Qi had not shown any signs of breaking through to the ninth stage. His strength seemed to have entered a bottleneck period, and he needed a more intense training plan or higher-level opponents to spar with. However, Crow would avoid him whenever he saw him, and Xie Pu was busy making money every day, almost ignoring his training. Every time Le Ga asked him questions related to his training, he would always find various excuses to brush it off.

  Helpless, Lei Ga had no choice but to calm down and patiently train, solidifying the foundation of his eighth-stage Dou Qi.

  And so winter passed and spring arrived at Crow Ridge.

  Everything revived, and even the old tree outside the violent crow tavern sprouted new buds. Under the careful operation of Du Lan's enemies, the merchants coming from the south to the north were endless, and the tolls collected were all used for the construction of the old town, with a good cycle beginning to take shape.

  Everything is moving in a good direction.

  This peaceful life continued until the second week of spring.

  A small group of dusty and weary uninvited guests entered the old town of Crow Ridge from the direction of the Wind and Snow Kingdom.

  When people are cruel, even their horses become fierce.

  When this group of uninvited guests rode into the old town on their high-headed horses, they immediately caused a stir in the bustling streets of the old town. The pedestrians on the road saw their armor and shouted as they scattered and fled, and the originally orderly order was suddenly thrown into chaos.

  The neighing of warhorses and the shrill cries of pedestrians entered the tavern, causing Rega, who was engrossed in his work, to look up involuntarily, put down his hands, furrow his brow, and walk to the front door of the tavern.

  Three riders in heavy armor were escorting a black iron cage at high speed towards the tavern.

  The chill had not yet thoroughly dissipated, and the three riders still wore thick, warm fur coats. The quality of the fur was superb, emitting a glossy sheen like oil in the sunlight, fluttering up and down with their movements.

  Through the gaps in their fur, one can vaguely see a full set of silver armor underneath, from greaves to helmets, even covering their fingers. Behind them, a short and narrow swallowtail cloak is raised, with a dull dark red color that forms a sharp contrast with the shining silver armor and fur, making it look like a flag that has just been pulled out of blood.

  Their war horses were robust and powerful, with heavy horseshoes wrapped around their hooves. With each step, they trampled the hard cobblestones into fine, scattered gravel.

  The leading warhorse galloped towards the tavern like a thunderbolt, and Rega still showed no signs of stopping. Rega stood motionless on the spot, his right fist clenched secretly, ready to strike at any moment.

  The rider on the horse suddenly pulled hard on the reins at the moment of impending collision, and the warhorse let out a shrill whinny as it reared up its front hooves in front of Leiga before bringing them down heavily right next to her body, the heavy iron horseshoes immediately trampling out a deep pit.

  Ley quickly and accurately dodged the debris, his speed making it look like he had only slightly shrugged his shoulder.

  The warhorse snorted disdainfully and let out a heavy breath, which condensed into white mist in front of Lega.

  The two war horses that followed also stopped abruptly, letting out a sympathetic whinny, their iron hooves scraping impatiently on the ground. The black iron prison carriage horses behind them were not as powerful as the war horses and came to a slow stop.

  In the dark cage, all was quiet and still, without a single sound, as if it didn't belong to this noisy world.