Chapter: 1990
As they left, the innkeeper told to the inn servant,�
�Quick, sprinkle salt outside the door. Yikes! Ugh!�
The innkeeper shuddered as if he had a severe headache just thinking about it.
The problem was that he had gotten himself involved with the Blood Ant Gang when he decided to expand the main building. When the Blood Ant Gang lent him the money, they had told him to pay whenever he can. But, now that his business seemed to be doing well, the Blood Ant Gang would come up with excuses such as interest and protection fees to collect money from him.�
Regret filled the innkeeper�s eyes as he looked around the inn.�
It was only recently when the innkeeper regretted borrowing money from the Blood Ant Gang, but there was nothing he can do about it now.�
�They say the fox is king where there�s no tiger. The saying suits them perfectly.�
The innkeeper shook his head and went back inside.
Pyo-wol watched the innkeeper�s retreating figure before shifting his gaze back to the street. Outside the window, he caught a glimpse of the� Blood Ant Gang�s martial artists stirring up� trouble as they walked away.�
They went from inn to inn, and after a while, they would come out with bags of money.
�Someone must be manipulating the Blood Ant Gang behind the scenes.�
The name, Blood Ant, was unusual in itself.
It was extremely rare for an ordinary group of thugs to use the name, Blood Ant.
To Pyo-wol�s ears, the name Blood Ant sounded like they would gnaw on flesh until it became blood.�
In the past, the Snow Sword Manor had also rolled its own loaning services to expand its influence. They would lend money and collected usurious interest, squeezing the lifeblood out of the common people.
The Blood Ant Gang seemed to be growing in size in the same way.
�Are the Snow Sword Manor and the Blood Ant Gang the only ones?�
As Pyo-wol made his journey all around Jianghu, he witnessed people like them in most of the cities he had passed through.�
Behind the peaceful facade of Jianghu, such horrific and sinister events were taking place, and people�s dissatisfaction was reaching its peak. Yet none of the big factions in Jianghu listened to the people�s voices. That�s why even the human meat-loving couple had been able to get away with their heinous acts for so long without being noticed.
Pyo-wol sensed that the peace in Jianghu would not last much longer.�
Since ancient times, when people�s resentment reached its peak and the world became turbulent, ambitious figures would reveal themselves.�
They weren�t always called Demigods for nothing.
They were naturally labeled as such because they showed their ambition in times of turmoil. They were willing to do anything as long as they could rise to the top.�
Pyo-wol had seen many martial artists who were worthy of the title.
When the chaos truly erupted, they would discard the masks they had been wearing all along and sprint with all their might towards their ambitions.
The winds of turbulence were blowing, but no one was aware of it.�
It became unnecessarily complicated.
Pyo-wol rose from his seat, intending to go to the annex, but a voice stopped him in his tracks.
�Oh, isn�t that you, Master Pyo?�
Pyo-wol sat back down and looked at the entrance of the inn.� JrNovels.com
�Quick, sprinkle salt outside the door. Yikes! Ugh!�
The innkeeper shuddered as if he had a severe headache just thinking about it.
The problem was that he had gotten himself involved with the Blood Ant Gang when he decided to expand the main building. When the Blood Ant Gang lent him the money, they had told him to pay whenever he can. But, now that his business seemed to be doing well, the Blood Ant Gang would come up with excuses such as interest and protection fees to collect money from him.�
Regret filled the innkeeper�s eyes as he looked around the inn.�
It was only recently when the innkeeper regretted borrowing money from the Blood Ant Gang, but there was nothing he can do about it now.�
�They say the fox is king where there�s no tiger. The saying suits them perfectly.�
The innkeeper shook his head and went back inside.
Pyo-wol watched the innkeeper�s retreating figure before shifting his gaze back to the street. Outside the window, he caught a glimpse of the� Blood Ant Gang�s martial artists stirring up� trouble as they walked away.�
They went from inn to inn, and after a while, they would come out with bags of money.
�Someone must be manipulating the Blood Ant Gang behind the scenes.�
The name, Blood Ant, was unusual in itself.
It was extremely rare for an ordinary group of thugs to use the name, Blood Ant.
To Pyo-wol�s ears, the name Blood Ant sounded like they would gnaw on flesh until it became blood.�
In the past, the Snow Sword Manor had also rolled its own loaning services to expand its influence. They would lend money and collected usurious interest, squeezing the lifeblood out of the common people.
The Blood Ant Gang seemed to be growing in size in the same way.
�Are the Snow Sword Manor and the Blood Ant Gang the only ones?�
As Pyo-wol made his journey all around Jianghu, he witnessed people like them in most of the cities he had passed through.�
Behind the peaceful facade of Jianghu, such horrific and sinister events were taking place, and people�s dissatisfaction was reaching its peak. Yet none of the big factions in Jianghu listened to the people�s voices. That�s why even the human meat-loving couple had been able to get away with their heinous acts for so long without being noticed.
Pyo-wol sensed that the peace in Jianghu would not last much longer.�
Since ancient times, when people�s resentment reached its peak and the world became turbulent, ambitious figures would reveal themselves.�
They weren�t always called Demigods for nothing.
They were naturally labeled as such because they showed their ambition in times of turmoil. They were willing to do anything as long as they could rise to the top.�
Pyo-wol had seen many martial artists who were worthy of the title.
When the chaos truly erupted, they would discard the masks they had been wearing all along and sprint with all their might towards their ambitions.
The winds of turbulence were blowing, but no one was aware of it.�
It became unnecessarily complicated.
Pyo-wol rose from his seat, intending to go to the annex, but a voice stopped him in his tracks.
�Oh, isn�t that you, Master Pyo?�
Pyo-wol sat back down and looked at the entrance of the inn.� JrNovels.com
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