A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Upon hearing this, the servant smiled obsequiously and said, "Please wait a moment, gentlemen, I will go and fetch our manager."

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly. Soon, the manager, Zhang Youfu, strode over and saw Zhao Daxuan and the other person waiting in front of him. A smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Oh, isn't this our centurion Zhao, who has just returned victorious? I was just about to go look for you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door."

Zhao Daxuan raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Manager Zhang, you're quite the informant. I was promoted less than a day ago, and the news has already reached you."

Manager Zhang chuckled and waved his hand.

"Not at all, it's normal for people in our line of work to be well-informed. Lord Zhao, this way please, let's find a quiet place to talk in detail."

Having said that, he pointed to a room not far away, then turned and led the way. Zhao Daxuan had no objection and followed Zhang Youfu to the room, with Li Tiezhu following closely behind.

After Zhao Daxuan and his companion entered the room, Manager Zhang casually closed the door, instantly shutting out the noise from outside. The room was extremely soundproof, also to prevent eavesdropping.

The room was furnished with several antique-style rosewood armchairs. The chairs were wide and high-backed, with a relief carving of a tiger descending a mountain on the back, which made them look majestic and imposing.

After everyone was seated, a servant came in from outside to serve them tea.

After the servant who had poured the tea closed the door again, Zhao Daxuan took out the gambling tickets from his pocket and placed them on the table. He looked at Steward Zhang and asked in a deep voice, "Steward Zhang, you must know why I'm here. The gambling tickets are here. When can they be cashed?"

Manager Zhang's smile vanished upon hearing this. He tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Lord Zhao, please don't be impatient. I personally witnessed the betting tickets, and our Jubao Fang will naturally not deny them."

He paused, a hint of apology on his face: "But your bet will take four thousand taels from our Jubao Fang. We can't come up with that much money right now. Please give us some time to raise it."

Zhao Daxuan frowned and looked at Zhang Youfu: "Manager Zhang, how long is 'sometimes'?"

Zhang Youfu slowly extended one finger.

Zhao Daxuan stared at Zhang Youfu's outstretched finger, his expression somewhat displeased.

"A month? It's a bit long, but not unacceptable."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Youfu smiled and shook his head.

"Lord Zhao, it's not a month, it's a hundred years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Daxuan's eyes widened in anger as he stared intently at Zhang Youfu, his tone icy and piercing.

"Manager Zhang, how dare you deceive me like this? Do you really think my bow and arrows, which can kill a hundred bandits, are just for show?"

After the battle in Daliang Mountain, Zhao Daxuan had taken more than a hundred lives, and he was quite imposing at this moment. When anger rose in his heart, he stared at Steward Zhang with a murderous aura.

Manager Zhang felt a murderous intent coming at him, shivered, and felt the hairs on his body stand on end. He immediately changed the subject.

"Lord Zhao, this matter was not arranged by me. I was just following instructions from my superiors."

"In that case, I'll have the accountant give me five hundred taels of silver, as a gesture of friendship."

Zhao Daxuan slowly shook his head, his eyes cold and his tone firm.

"not enough!"

Seeing that Zhao Daxuan was still relentless despite his concessions, Zhang Youfu's face turned cold, and he let out a cold snort.

"Lord Zhao, don't push your luck! I've already conceded; five hundred taels is more than enough! My superiors have said that the maximum I can give you is five hundred taels. Do you know who my superiors are? Don't cause yourself trouble!"

Zhao Daxuan was so angry he laughed. He looked at Zhang Youfu and said, "Manager Zhang, I will take as much as I am entitled to, and I will not take a single penny more than what is due to you. But you should not expect to lose a single copper coin from me either."

Seeing that Zhao Daxuan was unyielding, Zhang Youfu knew that things would not end well today, so he quietly pressed the signal of a hidden mechanism.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and dozens of thugs with knives in hand and fierce expressions rushed in. Every day, Jubaofang served them the best fish and meat, and each of these thugs was well-fed and burly.

In the blink of an eye, the thugs had surrounded Zhao Daxuan and his companion several times.

Upon seeing this scene, Li Tiezhu turned pale, his mouth went dry, he felt his whole body trembling, his legs went numb, and his heart was pounding.

He looked at Zhao Daxuan, his lips trembling, and said, "Xuan...Xuanzi, maybe we shouldn't take the money."

Zhao Daxuan patted Li Tiezhu on the shoulder and reassured him, "Don't worry, leave it to me. You just wait to collect your money."

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Youfu, stared at him, and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Youfu, what's wrong? You're trying to use force now that your soft approach doesn't work? Do you think you can take me by the nose like this?"

Zhang Youfu snorted coldly and squinted at Zhao Daxuan.

"I know you are a skilled archer, but now that you are empty-handed, let's see how you deal with my gang of thugs."

"I advise you to take the five hundred taels and leave immediately, otherwise no one can protect you."

After saying that, Zhang Youfu looked at Zhao Daxuan with a determined expression, waiting for his answer.

However, the next second, Zhang Youfu did not receive Zhao Daxuan's bowed head, but instead received Zhao Daxuan's fist.

Seeing that negotiations were impossible, Zhao Daxuan took action without saying a word.

He took a step forward, clenched his fist, and threw a punch forward. The thug opposite him only felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain. He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily into the thug behind him.

Zhang Youfu's expression changed, and he shouted sharply, "All of you, attack him! Cripple him!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Daxuan had already swung his fists and charged out, breaking into the group of thugs and attacking with both hands.

One of the thugs saw Zhao Daxuan rushing over, his eyes flashing with malice. He circled behind Zhao Daxuan, gripped the hilt of his knife tightly with his right hand, his fingers turning white, and with a sudden burst of strength, slashed down with the knife.

With a "rip," Zhao Daxuan's clothes on the back were instantly torn. The blade grazed his skin, but instead of tearing it open as expected, it only left a shallow bloodstain.

Zhao Daxuan felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around and saw the thug who had just slashed him staring at him with his mouth agape. Zhao Daxuan sneered and threw a punch that smashed into the thug's face.

"Bang!"

The thug was sent flying, spinning twice in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, his eyes closed and motionless.

Zhao Daxuan didn't even look, turned around and rushed into the crowd again, throwing punches non-stop, and no one could withstand a single blow from him.

In the chaos of battle, Zhao Daxuan was slashed several times by the thugs, and his clothes were torn to shreds. However, thanks to his level three Iron Shirt, Zhao Daxuan only had a few shallow bloodstains on his body.

Zhao Daxuan stopped when there were no more thugs left standing. He turned to look at Zhang Youfu and walked towards him with a cold smile.

"Zhang Youfu, it's our turn!"