I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

As more and more people gathered in the pavilion, Bai Wei and her brother also rushed over.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Pingyang.

This old man was simply too powerful. Even before he moved the sword in his hand, visible white sword energy surrounded his body.

The sword energy occasionally brushed past a branch without even a sound, and the branch fell directly to the ground.

Li Hu swallowed his saliva and said bitterly, "If I were under the old man's hands, I'm afraid I could only hold out for two moves at most."

"Come on, if you can take one of your moves, I'll take your surname!" Zhao Kai said contemptuously.

You are a guy who only knows how to run away. I can’t even say if you can take one of my moves. How dare you say you can take two of Jiang Pingyang’s moves?

"You don't understand this." Li Hu counted on his fingers seriously.

"Look, the old man thought he could kill me with just one casual strike of his sword. His careless strike couldn't possibly be that powerful, but I could escape with my speed. But if the old man strikes me seriously, even though I'll die, it won't be a real fight, right?"

Zhao Kai gave a thumbs up speechlessly.

Jiang Yuan looked at Li Hu curiously. "I don't think you're very fast, old man. You should be able to escape, right?"

Li Hu shook his head with an unpleasant expression: "The old man can't catch up with me, but his sword energy can."

“Unless I can cultivate the Flowing Light Film to the tenth level, there is absolutely no way I can survive in front of this old man.”

"Oh, then if you work hard, maybe you can succeed in two years." Jiang Yuan said nonchalantly.

Li Hu rubbed his face with his hands and said in a tearful voice, "But Liuguang Cinema only has nine levels!"

Jiang Yuan rubbed his forehead speechlessly. This child is useless.

"Boy, what are you waiting for? The old man will be done with his tricks soon." Lao Bai urged.

Jiang Yuan nodded deeply, took a step forward, stood outside the pavilion and chanted loudly:

"Early years... Oh, shit, that's not it."

Lao Bai looked at Jiang Yuan with a frown on his face. How could he stop writing a poem halfway through?

"I have fought in battles over three thousand miles, and my sword has been as powerful as a million men!"

"Sword energy spans eighty thousand miles, and one sword frosts fourteen states!"

"The Thirty-Six Peaks Long Sword is here, the Star Fighting Qi is so strong!"

"Carry the three-foot sword in the box on your back, for the sky and to show that you are not fair!"

……

When Jiang Yuan recited the first line of the poem, everyone's expression changed instantly, and an incredible expression appeared on everyone's face.

Lao Bai, who had intended to prepare poems for Jiang Yuan in advance, was shocked beyond words.

Damn, this kid can even write poetry.

Moreover, all of these poems are unique.

Not to mention that no one in the newly established Great Duan Dynasty could match him, even compared with the top poets from various countries, it is still a top poem.

Finally, when Jiang Pingyang put away his sword and stood up, Jiang Yuan had finished his last line of poetry.

"With a flute and a sword, I have spent my whole life carrying the reputation of a madman for three hundred years."

Jiang Pingyang stood where he was, unable to stop thinking about the poem Jiang Yuan had just blurted out.

After a while, he grinned and gave Jiang Yuan a thumbs up.

"My God! You are truly worthy of being a top-three Jinshi. Just a few lines of poetry have perfectly captured my charm!"

Jiang Yuan tried hard not to laugh out loud.

Although Jiang Pingyang's swordsmanship is superb, his shamelessness seems to be even better!

Although you are indeed awesome, these poems were all left by famous poets in the history of China.

It is not easy to match the previous sentence.

"Thank you so much, it's only because of your superb swordsmanship that I can gain such insights." Jiang Yuan said with a faint smile.

"Alright, alright, let's all go. We've seen the sword and heard the poetry, now go do what you need to do."

Lao Bai spoke quickly to give Jiang Yuan some time.

"Kid, hold on tight. You've seen the old man's strength. If he had helped you, your life would have been half saved!"

"This is the only way to save half of it?" Jiang Yuan looked at Lao Bai in disbelief.

Jiang Pingyang's strength is definitely that of a top-notch expert. It is estimated that only Ning Fei, who is in the sixth realm, can surpass him.

"Don't underestimate the Yang family, kid. Besides, it's hard to say whether the Ning family will harm you."

After Lao Bai finished speaking, he took his group away and left. Suddenly, only Jiang Yuan and Jiang Pingyang were left at the scene.

"Master Jiang, people often say that a single word is worth a thousand gold. You've used so many shocking verses on me, so you must be asking for something."

"You can just say it straight!"

Jiang Yuan took a deep breath. As expected, a guy of this age has no eyelashes.

"Old sir, you have a keen eye. I do have a favor to ask of you."

"Please, old sir, protect my life when I leave the city tomorrow."

Jiang Pingyang showed a look of astonishment: "Just because you have so many poems, I agree!"

"Thank you, old man." Jiang Yuan bowed again, then looked at Jiang Pingyang in confusion: "Then why don't you ask who wants to kill me?"

Jiang Pingyang curled his lips in disdain: "Is this necessary? I only said I would protect you, not that I would risk my life to protect you. At worst, I can just leave if I see I can't save you!"

Jiang Yuan was silent for a long time, spread his hands, shook his head helplessly, and turned away.

Although Jiang Pingyang didn't say he would protect him to the death, this was enough. Apart from anything else, his strength made him the second strongest guy Jiang Yuan had ever seen.

With Jiang Pingyang's joining, Jiang Yuan finally had some confidence in saving his life when leaving the city tomorrow.

As time passed, Jiang Yuan decisively slipped out of the Bai family while it was getting dark.

"Sir, where are we going in the middle of the night?" Li Hu, who was traveling with him, looked at Jiang Yuan warily.

After following Jiang Yuan for such a long time, Li Hu has figured out the pattern. Whenever Jiang Yuan goes out in the middle of the night, it is definitely not a good thing.

"It's not a bad thing, just follow me." Jiang Yuan said, and walked towards the farewell coffin shop according to the route he remembered.

Damn it! These dishonest killers took 100,000 taels of silver from me, but they haven't killed many people so far.

Yang Qingfeng and Yang Baishuang of the Yang family both did it themselves.

Yang Cheng's youngest daughter, Yang Yi, was fine, except for the death of some insignificant collateral relatives.

What are these for?

After walking for a while, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but stop.

Sure enough, I took the wrong path. Why do I have such a problem of not knowing the way?

After searching for half an hour, Jiang Yuan finally saw the sign of the farewell coffin shop.

"I want a coffin." Jiang Yuan said unhappily.

"Sir, isn't it too early to prepare now?" Li Hu asked with a squint.

Jiang Yuan was about to kick him angrily, but the old man at the door shook his head.

"You've been here before, just go in."

Damn! At such an old age, his memory is still so good?

Jiang Yuan looked at the old man unhappily. After the two followed the old man into the basement, Jiang Yuan immediately came to the counter.

The man standing at the counter was not the one who claimed to be Kongwang.

"You are in charge, call it out." Jiang Yuan said without hesitation.

The guy was stunned for a moment, then looked at a man sitting in the hall.

When the man stood up and walked over, both sides were stunned.

"It's you?!"

Jiang Yuan shrank his neck and spoke haltingly.

"How can I put it? I can only say that we will meet each other everywhere in life."

"But you guys can't make it out there anymore, so you all come here to be killers?"