Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

Chishui is a very prosperous place in the Central Plains.

The vast plains and fertile land made Chishui much richer than other places in this feudal era dominated by agriculture.

After several years of development, the court's railway routes have covered many places.

Qin Ming and Chang Baishan boarded the train and arrived in Chishui after several twists and turns.

A lot of martial artists who came from all directions have gathered inside the train station outside Chishui City.

They carried all kinds of weapons.

The only thing is that no one uses firearms.

This made Qin Ming very strange.

Walking out of the station and onto the streets of Chishui City, Qin Ming curiously asked Chang Baishan:

"Why don't these martial artists bring the court's most advanced firearms, but instead choose some ordinary cold weapons?"

"Your Majesty, you have also discovered it."

Chang Baishan chuckled and said:

"People in the martial arts world are like this. What do they practice martial arts for all these years? Just to become the best in the world."

"Using a gun is unchivalrous. It will be mistaken for a sneak attack, and the moves I've honed over the years won't be usable. I've lost my mentor, and even if I kill my opponent, no one will remember."

"So they all default to not carrying guns. The more established they are, the more likely they are to choose hand-to-hand combat. Otherwise, they'll be embarrassed before the fight even begins."

Chang Baishan had been around the underworld before, and had made quite a name for himself in the southern part of Daqin. He also had some understanding of the rules of the underworld.

Qin Ming looked at these martial arts people who were always armed with swords with a strange expression, and felt that they were a little stubborn.

There are many masters in the world who can withstand the shooting of muskets.

But since the appearance of Qin Ming's rotary magazine changer, their Gatling guns have been able to attack the enemy with hundreds of rounds per minute.

If they encountered this kind of weapon, they wouldn't even have a chance to run away.

Chang Baishan saw Qin Ming's doubts and said:

"Your Majesty, people in the martial arts world always have their own persistence. Just understand."

"Ah."

Qin Ming nodded slowly, and the two of them merged into the crowd.

This time their destination was a mass grave about thirty miles outside of Chishui City.

This place was originally extremely desolate.

It may take ten days or half a month for someone to come.

Changbaishan originally arranged a group of people to build an underground palace in this deserted place.

Because of the involvement of the imperial court, the secret construction here did not attract much attention, but the underground palace was quickly carved out.

Then they placed the ancient books and spread the news.

The masters of the world soon found this place.

When Qin Ming arrived here, he found that after more than a month of settlement, a small market had been built here.

The soil that was originally full of weeds has been compacted and the weeds on it have become bare, forming roads.

On both sides of the road, there were many small vendors who had arrived early from Chishui City.

There are stalls selling food, antiques, and even some fortune-telling stalls here.

There is no way, the publicity effect of Daqian Daily is really too good.

It took a few days to stir up the martial arts world, and a few more days to report the location of the tomb where the ancient master left his treasure.

Finally, they were given a few days to allow all the martial arts masters to gather here.

In a short period of time, thousands and tens of thousands of people came to the desolate cemetery outside Chishui City every day.

Even common people who were not from the martial arts world came to see this largest gathering of martial artists in history.

"This gentleman is handsome. Could you accompany me for a tour?"

Just as Qin Ming was looking at the situation here, a playful voice suddenly came from beside him.

Turning around, Qin Ming saw a man wearing black clothes and a black hat.

No need to recognize it, it's Ning Shuang.

Qin Ming remembered that she was wearing this when she broke into the palace at night.

After these few days of contact, I have seen how rich Qin Ming is, and this guy is much more obedient.

Of course, Qin Ming also asked for a lot of activity funds.

The monthly salary of an ordinary secret guard is only a dozen taels of silver.

This is several times more than many ordinary guards.

But Ning Shuang was even more ruthless. In less than a month, she asked Qin Ming for more than seven hundred taels of gold, plus a gold bar that Qin Ming gave her when they first met.

A conservative estimate is more than one thousand taels of silver.

She, on the other hand, didn't even think about saving money after she had enough money.

I was completely dazzled by the colorful world outside.

As soon as the money came into hand, it was quickly spent.

In the end, he had no choice but to continue to shamelessly send telegrams to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming receives two or three telegrams every day.

I thought Ning Shuang was reporting to me about what was happening in the martial arts world, but she just wanted funding for her activities.

Chang Baishan said that it was fortunate that she met a boss like Qin Ming who liked talented people.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they really wouldn't be able to sustain her consumption.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

Qin Ming looked at Ning Shuang with strange eyes.

Ning Shuang snorted coldly:

"Needless to say, these people in Jianghu are all hypocrites. I've been teased by them these past few days. That's all I can do."

In terms of appearance, Ning Shuang is so beautiful that she can shame the moon and flowers.

In such a place where good and bad people mix together and the quality is low, there are all kinds of people.

In addition, people in the underworld like to settle scores and take revenge.

No matter where she went, people would take notice of Ning Shuang and tease her.

Ning Shuang killed more than a dozen offenders, but she was too outstanding among the crowd.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up killing and cover his face.

"So that's how it is. You've been having a hard time too. I feel the same way."

“Why do you feel the same way?”

Ning Shuang became confused when she heard this.

"Because I'm often envied and hated because I'm too handsome, and my life is hard."

Qin Ming spoke seriously and confidently.

This sentence made Ning Shuang under the black veil make a disdainful sound.

"You are so shameless."

"Okay, let's not talk about this. First, tell me about the situation here, and why are there so many people standing over there?"

After making a joke with Ning Shuang, Qin Ming looked at the open space in the distance.

Almost every area along the way, there would be some disciples wearing sect uniforms standing there.

It looks like they want to take complete control of this place.

All under heaven belongs to the king. These guys are so brave that they dare to claim land in front of Qin Ming.

"We are all from the martial arts world. To ensure that this multi-party meeting can proceed normally, and to prevent other scoundrels from causing trouble."

Ning Shuang has been here for a while and is very familiar with the situation here.

“Have you identified the right people to support?”

Ning Shuang pouted, glanced at the people around her, and suddenly approached Qin Ming and whispered:

"I think... the Blood Blade Sect is a very good choice."

"Blood Knife Sect?"

Qin Ming was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't this a demonic sect?"