Black Swordsman
# Mustika Auction Hall
There are even those who are buried in avalanches. A furious look was on their faces.
"black blaze!! show yourself, bangs*****" cried someone with inner energy.
Chuan silently shot away from the slope. He headed towards the city of tiangkun, the city that became the center of the gu clan.
The warm morning sun greeted, the wriggling of the townspeople began to be seen. Many warriors among the passersby of citizens who are active. Chuan leisurely stepped foot, he was looking for a shop that was crowded with visitors.
Entering a fairly large tavern, chuan headed straight for an empty bench.
"what message" said the cynical waiter while giving a menu list.
"Pungent chicken and two wine" chuan said as he returned the menu list and placed a gold coin on it.
The servant accepted with a surprised face. "just take it" continued chuan with a chuckle.
"te thank you sir" he replied confusedly and left chuan.
One by one, visitors enter the store.
"please sir" said the waiter after placing chuan's order.
"wait a minute" he continued.
"thank you" replied chuan.
While enjoying his meal, chuan sharpened his hearing. Kasak kusuk news of the warm blood sand sect talked about.
"who's that kind of shit"
"black blazer" heard the conversation of some tavern visitors.
The day went on, a middle-aged man approached the empty bench in front of Chuan.
"can sit here" said the man.
"please uncle" said chuan.
"my name is gu han, it looks like it's new in this town" he said, introducing himself.
"my name is chuan, from the chu clan and is about to pit my fate" replied Chuan.
While enjoying the wine, chuan responded to gu han's words.
"please sir" said the waiter who delivered the dish to gu han.
"uncle when is the message" asked chuan.
Gu han who is in the earth stage hides his stages until the early advanced stage. Chuan just smiled knowing it, even he was also hiding up to the intermediate stage.
"what makes you smile" asked gu han.
"they are happy, pity, even blaspheme black swordsmen, what is it?" chuan said as if he were curious.
"ohh that" said gu han.
He told me the news today. It turned out that he was also happy over the destruction of the sect. Although the city is twice as big as the city of kingsan diklan chu, but the atmosphere is quieter there.
The sect that was satronized by the black swordsman overnight had planted its influence in the city of Tangkun. Many businessmen and influential people in the city are their subjects.
Currently, security and rental officers are preparing there. They would help the sect. Because they were part of them were members of the sect. There are many explanations that he gave.
It didn't feel like it was noon, chuan and gu han came out of the tavern. Both take different directions. Chuan leisurely sauntered, looking at the arrangement of the city of tiangkung.
Many large buildings stood. The kiosks and branch offices of several guilds were competing against each other for their splendor.
Mustika auction hall, a nameplate that disturbed his curiosity. Chuan leisurely entered the place. His simple appearance and ugly face made the guard cynical as chuan walked in.
"what are you looking for" asked the cynical waiter.
"look first, who knows what I'm looking for" replied Chuan.
"this is not a place to look if you don't have coins out" said the waiter.
"sorry to have interfered, before leaving please leave for your branch head" said Chuan as he gave one golden apple, then rushed away from the place.
Get out the door quickly and get away. In front of the restaurant and inn immediately he entered it.
"want what, we're busy" harried a waiter.
"there's an empty room" asked chuan.
"the room here is ten silver coins a day" he said cynically.
"it's for ten days" chuan said as he tossed one gold coin. Makes the waiter dumb and a little anxious.
"a a I prepared first" he stuttered.
"don't have to be prepared, just show it" said flat chuan.
"s s si please" he said with a pale look. Chuan delivered the servant to his room.
"sorry, sir" he said.