The Adventure of the Kecapi
Chapter 197

"LEADING....!"

The table leg in the shop made a nearly broken sound when he placed the urn on the table.

 "Heiiii, don't put that heavy thing in there! " shouted a shop employee.

"Let's just drop!"continue that officer.

Seeing how the tall, thin man did not move at all to lower his urn, just standing like a silent statue, the clerk approached and tried to lower the urn.

However, it did not move at all because of its weight! Several times he exerted energy but in vain.

"Come on, help to bring this thing down. Our table could collapse if it's not taken down!" he shouted to .a friend of his. The two employees exerted their strength and tried, but still it did not move! Not playing with that weight.

The shopkeeper, a man in his sixties, trusted Sang Gu, immediately approached and gestured his two subordinates to retreat.

He knew that this tall thin man was certainly a swordsman so he also grabbed both hands to the front of the chest paying respect.

"Please forgive our two helpers. Don't know who the swordsman and what quia need swordsman to visit our shop? Please explain so that we can convey to our employer" Sang Gu said politely

That person seems happy to be called a swordsman, but still behaves arrogantly.

"Hmm, where is Sang Gu? Get him out talking to me!" exclaim that man.

Seeing this attitude, of course the employees in the store became unhappy. However, the manager told them and he did not want his employer to intervene alone to face events that he considered only a minor nuisance. He'll handle it himself.

"Brokers come with urns to ask for donations? All right, we'll donate. Well, this is our donation, probably quite a lot and not less than the donations of other store owners" said the employee, taking out two pieces of silver and putting them in the urn.

The loud sound of the two pieces of silver indicated that the jar was still empty!

The tall, thin man furrowed his brows, his eyes looked at him violently and he took out the two pieces of silver from inside the urn, and observed them.

"You think I came to beg? I'm not begging!" exclaimed the man who then pressed the two pieces of silver onto the thick wooden table and the piece of silver slid into the wood until it was level with the surface of the table.

Seeing this, the officers panicked and the shopkeeper turned pale in the face. However, after all, they were the officers of a famous silatologist, so even if they were not good at silat, their hearts were quite large. The manager then saluted.

"Oh, good friend. If it is less, let us add more. How much do you need, swordsman?" ask the brave officer.

"Fill this urn with silver!" said the man was a great hero of the Taigoan who is very famous in the world, especially his weapon in the form of a nine-tailed whip and his tiger claws.

He was one of those who had fought over the dragon child in the deadly vortex of the Yellow River, but had failed because the "dragon child" fell into the hands of Han Beng and Hok Cu, and Liu Bhok Ki.

Most of the dragon boy's blood was sucked and drunk by Han Beng, some by Hok Cu, and his head was eaten by Hua Li so as to heal the poisonous wounds he suffered.

Gan Lok is a hotshot, not really a man who robs or steals. Not at all. He considers himself a feared swordsman and he is unwilling to do lowly work so he will be branded a robber, thief or criminal.

Right now, he needed a lot of money because he was old and, wanting to resign, lived well with a large amount of money.

This good opportunity was not wasted and in the morning he appeared at the Sang family's shop and demanded a large donation.

Hearing that the man demanded a full silver jar donation, all the servants in the shop were wide-eyed. The manager turned pale, and he knew that this man had indeed come to seek.

Maybe if half the store is sold, not necessarily able to fill the urn with silver. A very large amount, enough for trading capital at least will certainly fit five hundred tail.

"Oh, good friend! Please don't mess around! How could we give that much? We don't have that much silver!" said the official who had dared to face Gan Lok.

Gan Lok furrowed his brows and his voice sounded furious full of threats.

"You're the officers who don't know anything, don't be so fussy anymore. Fill this jar with silver. If you don't have it, call out Sang Cu . He must fill this urn with pure silver, or else I will destroy this shop!" the Ancam Gan Lok.

Hearing this remark, a young employee who had studied silat became angry. He was twenty-five years old, his body was huge height and he had the power of three times that of an ordinary person.

He had just come to carry out an outside task and with that remark, he became furious once.

"Hem, you are so insolent! Where is the rule of people asking for donations beyond robbing like that? Hayo go you!" exclaim the new officer.

Gan Lok furrowed his brows and his voice sounded furious full of threats.

""Hem, you are so insolent! Where is the rule of people asking for donations beyond robbing like that? Hayo go you!" snarled the young officer.

"Hemmm, if I don't want to leave before this urn is filled with silver, what do you want!" exclaiming Gan Lok smiled mockingly, revealing his teeth that had been much broken.

"I.... will throw you out like this...!" the young Pegawwi exclaimed, moving his two large, muscular arms to catch the tall, thin old man's shoulders.

Gan Lok did not dodge so both of his shoulders were gripped by the young man who exerted energy to lift his body and was thrown out.

However, there was an oddity, even the slightest thin high body did not move even though the Great High Youth had exerted all his strength.

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