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"Drink slowly, don't drink too much."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng waved his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

After the middle-aged scholar turned his head away, everyone who had just spoken turned around as well.

Their gazes toward the middle-aged Confucian scholar were all filled with resentment.

After all, everyone was having a good time, and this jerk just interrupted their enjoyment.

And you say Jiang Xuan's poems are mediocre?

Damn it, I've lived for over thirty years and all I know is this one poem. You're telling me this poem is so-so?

Watching the conflict between the two, Jiang Xuan secretly shook his head.

This big man's strength is at most a second or third rank, no, not even a minor grandmaster.

This middle-aged scholar had a restrained aura and bright eyes. Although he looked frail, every movement he made contained hidden strength.

Refers to the mysterious realm.

But why did a master of the Finger Profound Realm suddenly appear here? Did their journey be exposed? Or is there something else?

Just as Jiang Xuan was pondering, the burly man walked over, his face showing resentment. He muttered something as he reached out to grab the middle-aged scholar.

"You're just a bookworm, what do you know about poetry?"

Just as the burly man was about to seize the middle-aged scholar, the man did not turn around. Instead, he reached out and tapped the sword sheath of the young page beside him.

Then they saw the direction of the sword sheath suddenly change, and it was pointing towards the big man's brother.

"Hey!"

The burly man cried out and instinctively bent over.

At that moment, the middle-aged scholar suddenly pushed his chair back, and the big man's chin hit the back of the chair.

At this moment, the middle-aged scholar stood up, looking down at the other person with a calm smile.

"Be smarter when you're in the business world. You should think before you speak, what you should and shouldn't say."

As he spoke, the middle-aged scholar tapped his forehead, his eyes filled with the mockery of someone in a superior position.

The next second, the middle-aged scholar waved his hand, and then a lot of soldiers rushed out from outside, including the eunuch in black beside him.

"Arrest all of these people around here."

Jiang Xuan and Xuan Yuan Qingfeng both frowned, while the others looked shocked.

"Why should we? We didn't do anything!"

"Yeah, what they're saying has nothing to do with us."

The middle-aged scholar smiled, looked at them calmly, and said, "Because you neither reported it nor stopped their actions."

"So this is what identification means, and the charges you face could be discussing politics, plotting a rebellion, and so on."

He looked at their expressions, shrugged, and said, "Of course I know what you're thinking, and I know your dissatisfaction."

“But I don’t care, and you can go to the government to report me.” The middle-aged scholar opened his folding fan. “Oh, I forgot to tell you, my name is Lu Baijie.”

Lu Baijie?

"Could it be Lu Baijie, the youngest son of the Linlang Lu family, one of the four great families of Yangzhou, who is known as the Sword Immortal of Tangxi?"

"He didn't go to become an official. I remember he was going to be the Vice Minister of War, a position with immense power."

"How could someone like that possibly come here?"

Hearing these words, Lu Baijie's smile became even brighter.

Unexpectedly, his identity as Lu Baijie, the Sword Immortal of Tangxi, has remained so renowned even after so many years.

However, even if someone praises him, he will not let these people off the hook.

"Let's go."

Lu Baijie raised an eyebrow slightly, and at that moment, someone slowly drew a long sword, their eyes clearly filled with killing intent as they looked at Lu Baijie.

After all, these people hadn't done anything wrong, yet they had to go through this. They were supposed to go to the government for questioning, but they were all江湖 (jianghu, the underworld) people, and who doesn't have something going on?

Even if someone is truly innocent, can you guarantee that the authorities won't force a confession through torture?

After all, these people are all political achievements.

Seeing that a battle was about to break out, Jiang Xuan suddenly stood up, waved to everyone, and smiled.

"Hey, we're all out for drinks and dinner, there's no need to make things so awkward, right?"

As he spoke, Jiang Xuan looked at Lu Baijie, then took out a silver note and placed it in the other man's pocket, saying, "All the drinks today are on me, or let's just let this matter go."

Lu Baijie glanced at the five hundred taels of silver notes in his hand, raised an eyebrow, and showed a look of great interest.

I never expected that this scruffy-bearded man in front of me would be so rich.

However, Lu Baijie did not take it; instead, his eyes were full of provocation: "What if I refuse you?"

Jiang Xuan raised his head slightly, looked at the other person calmly, and then extended his hand: "Then I'll give you a reason that you can't refuse."

Lu Baijie was taken aback at first, then he burst into laughter, staring intently at Jiang Xuan with piercing eyes: "You're quite interesting. What's your name?"

"Chen Ping'an."

Lu Baijie nodded and said "Good name", but the next moment, he watched as Jiang Xuan tapped the folding fan in his hand and suddenly made a move.

Faced with a folding fan thrusting towards his face, Jiang Xuan gently lifted his palm upwards, directly deflecting the attack.

The two men's attack was like a battle cry, instantly plunging the entire restaurant into a fight.

At first there were only a few dozen people, but as the soldiers rushed in, the scene became increasingly chaotic.

Eventually, the fighting even spread to upstairs and into the street.

The number of people also increased from dozens at the beginning to hundreds and then thousands.

Even in the face of such a chaotic scene, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng showed no sign of panic.

She sat there quietly, continuing to eat her meal and occasionally taking a sip of wine.

As for all the people and things that seemed to have come close to her, Jiang Xuan isolated them all.

Chapter Forty-Four: The Sword Immortal of Tangxi, the Righteous Sword Technique

Xuanyuan Qingfeng propped his smooth cheeks up and looked at Jiang Xuan.

Watching him gracefully among the crowd, I couldn't help but squint my eyes slightly, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously turned up.

He's so handsome.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng subconsciously thought this, but she didn't pay attention to her expression.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan flicked his longsword and thrust it toward Lu Baijie's face.

Lu Baijie truly lived up to his title as the Sword Immortal of Tangxi. Although he wasn't as powerful as the Sword God Li Chungang, he was still a first-rank master.

Pointing to the Mysterious Realm!

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng, who was standing beside him, watched the two fight and explained to Jiang Xuan.

"Lu Baijie, the swordsman of Tangxi, was gifted the ancient sword 'Baxiu' at the age of eleven. He practiced swordsmanship for thirty-six years and his swordsmanship was superb."

Jiang Xuan naturally knew all this, and he also knew that with this person's talent, if he could continue to practice swordsmanship, his achievements would be limitless, and he might even become a true sword immortal.

But now, it's just a name.

After all, he entered the imperial court and was appointed as the Vice Minister of War.

It is said that he will soon be promoted to Minister of War of the Liyang Dynasty.

How could someone in such a high position possibly practice swordsmanship every day? And even if he did practice swordsmanship, would he have the sword in his heart?

Lu Baijie was naturally unaware of Jiang Xuan's thoughts; he only knew that the person in front of him was no ordinary individual.

Although he looks unshaven, his hand movements are full of grace.

Moreover, the woman beside him, although she was without makeup and her face was a little dirty, was definitely a beauty.

Who could possess such strength?

After all, the top-ranking experts in the martial arts world are all well-known and have established names; it's impossible for such a master to suddenly appear out of nowhere.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan and his companion missed their sword strikes and each took a step back.

For two equally matched individuals, the initial battles are mostly probing.

They need to find each other's weaknesses and gaps.

Then, a single, decisive blow.

"I don't know why Lu Baijie, the Vice Minister, isn't doing his job properly and has come here?"

Lu Baijie looked at him calmly and said, "Because I heard that a person named Jiang Xuan has arrived in Jianzhou, I want to see what kind of person he is and who he is."

He paused here and looked at Jiang Xuan: "Brother Chen, do you know where this Jiang Xuan is?"

Jiang Xuan shrugged, indicating that he was unaware of the situation, while secretly thinking to himself that it was fortunate he hadn't been careless and had been pretending all along.

Moreover, he is currently using Xuanyuan Qingfeng's sword, while his own Chichi sword is wrapped up and placed in the room.

Although the two were talking, their hands were moving faster and faster than each other.

While Jiang Xuan was speaking, Lu Baijie suddenly noticed a movement from him and looked at the woman.

At this moment, he still had the mind to pay attention to other people.

Lu Baijie naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass, and at that moment he suddenly pounced on Jiang Xuan.

Lu Baijie's lunge concealed three unexpected follow-up moves within his longsword, each move unpredictable and difficult to anticipate, making him hard to defend against.

However, the moment Jiang Xuan saw this change, he didn't retreat but instead moved forward.

At the same time, sword energy emanated from his body, emitting bursts of green light, and enveloped Lu Baijie.

This sword technique actually carries a righteous and noble spirit.

The righteousness of his sword is unheard of.