Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

Su Zhan cleanly and efficiently killed Xia Shan Hu and Guo Jiang Long, plunged the knife into Xia Shan Hu's chest, and then sat down, still looking very calm.

Bai Zhanqiu waved his hand, and the burly men dragged the two away.

Apart from a pool of blood on the ground and a faint smell of blood in the air, there was nothing left.

Bai Zhanqiu picked up his chopsticks again and started picking up food from the pot. Su Zhan followed suit and ate with him. The two of them ate in silence, as if they only cared about what was in the pot.

After everything in the pot was scooped out, Bai Zhanqiu wiped his mouth with his clean white shirt, not caring at all that the grease on his mouth had dirtied his shirt.

He laughed heartily, "That was great! I haven't had such a satisfying meal in ages!"

Su Zhan put down his chopsticks and looked at Bai Zhanqiu's beaming face. It was the first time he had ever seen Bai Zhanqiu so happy.

However, he wasn't very happy, because killing the tiger descending the mountain and the dragon crossing the river was of little use.

He had some doubts about what happened that night, but he couldn't bring it up now. The other party had already given him an explanation, so what else could he say?

The reason he killed those two men was simply to ease the guilt he felt towards his brothers.

If it weren't for him, those brothers wouldn't have died.

Just then, Bai Zhanqiu's words interrupted Su Zhan's thoughts.

Bai Zhanqiu smiled faintly and said, "You don't know, ever since that night, the whole Stone City has been so lively. I've been watching the grassland people running around down here all day long. They're like ants on a hot pan, or like headless flies. I have no idea what they're busy with."

As Bai Zhanqiu spoke, he picked up the wine bowl and took a big gulp, looking thoroughly satisfied.

"I haven't seen the people of the grasslands so flustered in a long time. It's so exhilarating."

Su Zhan looked at Bai Zhanqiu and felt that the kid was a bit more lively than before.

"So, did you call me here today because there's something else you want to tell me, or is it just to treat me to a meal?"

Bai Zhanqiu looked at Su Zhan with a smile on her face.

"Both are true. Now that we've finished eating, let's talk about the second thing. Don't worry, it's very simple, much simpler than the first thing."

Bai Zhanqiu then stood up, stretched, and continued speaking.

"In my opinion, this city isn't chaotic enough yet. It needs to get even more chaotic. If it's just like this, it's really not interesting. We need to add fuel to the fire."

Bai Zhanqiu looked at Su Zhan as he spoke.

"Last time we killed one of our brothers from the Agada tribe, now it's time to avenge you."

Su Zhan looked at him calmly.

"Oh? Is this related to me?"

"Of course, hasn't the Mandu tribe always been eyeing you? The people behind them have also been eyeing you. It's time to deal with them. They're still entangled with the Agada tribe, so it's time to give them something to do."

Then Bai Zhanqiu took out a plaque from his pocket and handed it to Su Zhan. Su Zhan looked at the plaque and saw that it had a wolf's head printed on it.

"This token is the symbol of the Mandu tribe. With this token, we can do many things."

"For example?"

Bai Zhanqiu smiled wickedly, a very happy expression on his face.

……

Drunken Brothel.

Since the brothel business declined, the tavern's business has been booming.

Whether they were idle people or passing merchants, everyone came here to relax. Although there were no beautiful women to accompany them, the wine was excellent.

Several grassland people from the Agada tribe, having drunk too much, left the tavern arm in arm and headed into the alley.

Although the brothels in the city had nothing new, the prostitutes in the alleys had even better tricks up their sleeves.

The leader was a minor chieftain of the Agada tribe named Bawen. These past few days, he had been leading his men in a round-the-clock search for suspicious individuals in the city. He was exhausted and, after drinking a few cups of wine, felt sleepy and tired. Of course, he wanted to find a gentle pleasure.

Bawen led three equally drunken henchmen, stumbling and swaying as they walked inside.

They had just finished drinking, and now all they could think about was the new tricks behind some low door deep in the alley.

"Boss, that little chick's waist last time...tsk tsk tsk! Like a willow branch! It was so beautiful!" One of his men, reeking of alcohol, gestured with a lewd grin.

"Bullshit, I was the one who had my eye on her first!" another drunkard retorted, tripping over a broken basket and nearly falling over, which drew a burst of laughter.

Bavin himself was also a little unsteady on his feet. At this moment, the fatigue of the past few days was amplified by alcohol, and all he wanted to do was to quickly go into a gentle embrace to relax.

He rubbed his aching neck and muttered.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up... uh?"

Before he finished speaking, three figures emerged from the shadows at the alleyway ahead, blocking the narrow path.

They were all wearing the same shabby short shirts, their faces covered, only their cold and sharp eyes showing. They were Su Zhan and the two skilled men he brought with him.

The sounds of laughter and chatter in the alley came to an abrupt halt.

"Where did this...blind fool come from? Get...get out of the way!" Bawen's drunkenness was somewhat dispelled by the sudden blockade. He shouted angrily, but his tongue was a little tied.

Su Zhan didn't answer at all. A masked man next to him suddenly darted out, his movements as fast as a ghost. He swept his leg and kicked the drunkard who had almost fallen hard in the shin. The drunkard screamed and fell straight to the ground like a chopped tree stump, clutching his leg and rolling around in agony.

"Damn it, they dare touch my men! Kill them!"

Bawen instantly sobered up considerably and roared as he drew the curved sword from his waist.

But his movements were as slow as a snail in front of Su Zhan. Su Zhan took a step forward, sidestepped the blade that Bawen had hastily dodged, and his right hand shot out like lightning, accurately grabbing Bawen's wrist holding the knife, and pressing his thumb hard on the pressure point.

"what!"

Bawen felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his fingers involuntarily loosened, causing the heavy scimitar to slam onto the stone slab.

Another subordinate, who was still relatively sober, yelled and lunged at Su Zhan from the side, trying to grab his waist.

Without even looking, Su Zhan lashed out with his left elbow like a python, striking his opponent squarely in the chest with a muffled thud.

The man's eyes bulged out, and he couldn't catch his breath. He clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground, convulsing in pain.

Bavin was both shocked and furious; the excruciating pain in his wrist made him completely enraged.

He roared and slammed his uninjured left hand at Su Zhan's face, but Su Zhan easily dodged it.

Then Su Zhan delivered a palm strike to Bawen's neck, the force perfectly controlled, not enough to kill him, but it made Bawen's vision go black, the world spin, and he fell to his knees with a thud, the wine in his stomach churning and he almost vomited.

Just as Su Zhan struck down Bawen, he pretended to slip on the wet stone slab on the ground, and his body staggered dramatically.

With this staggering movement, his body suddenly leaned forward, and at the same time, his hands quickly untied the rope around his waist.

"Bang!"

A crisp, metallic sound rang out during the fight, and a heavy plaque slid off Su Zhan's body, landing squarely on a stone slab less than a foot in front of Bawen.