The road to immortality for a hundred generations

Chapter 162

"Servant? Xiantian City should be independent from other countries, right? This servant should be a private armed force belonging to the city lord's palace, right?"

Looking at the neatly dressed officers with waist knives passing by, Wang Feng guessed in his mind.

However, according to Liu Qi, the master in his previous life, the grandmasters in the DC area are taxed, so these servants may also come from the families of the nine grandmasters.

According to what the other party said, the tax rate in Xiantian City is between [-]% and [-]%. The richer one is, the higher the tax rate will be.

About [-]% of the tax revenue collected is used for construction and maintaining the operation of Xiantian City, about [-]% is handed over to the city lord's palace, and the rest is distributed by the nine grandmaster families based on their strength.

Although it may not sound like much, you must know that the size of the inner city of Xiantian City is 80 million. If you add the outer city, it will almost catch up with the Wei Imperial City with a population of nearly 200 million.

Moreover, on the basis that the population of Xiantian City was not inferior to that of the Imperial City of Wei Dynasty, it was more than superior in terms of prosperity and force.

With such a large-scale Xiantian City, coupled with the extremely resource-rich Shiwandashan Mountain in the rear, feeding these masters is not a problem at all.

"Little thief! He actually stole it from my aunt!"

Suddenly, a female voice that seemed somewhat familiar came from not far away.

Looking along the voice, Wang Feng suddenly discovered that the owner of the voice was actually Princess Anping, the youngest daughter of Gala Kingdom whom he met in the county on the border of Gala Kingdom half a year ago.

Speaking of which, it was precisely because the other party had reached the innate realm at the age of only 22 that Wang Feng had a deep memory.

He remembered that he compared it with the little girl from the Grandmaster's family in Xiantian City. In terms of age, Princess Anping was exactly twice as old as her.

"You girl! You are very beautiful, but you have such a vicious mind. You actually framed me as a thief?!"

Next to Princess Anping, a strong man stared angrily, holding a gray money bag in his hands together with Princess Anping.

"You fart! This money bag belongs to me!"

When Yan Xiumin heard the other party scolding her for having evil thoughts, she couldn't bear it anymore and glared at the strong man fiercely.

"Is this purse yours?"

The strong man sneered, "Isn't your purse hanging around your waist? This gray purse is clearly mine. I think you are the thief!"

"Okay, okay! Are you deliberately provoking trouble? Looking for death!"

Yan Xiumin gritted her teeth and let go of her right hand that was fighting for the money bag. The next moment, she took out the long whip from her waist and whipped it towards the opponent without hesitation.

With a "snap" sound, the slender whip hit the strong man's face, and soon a blood mark appeared on the skin of his face.

"You! You stinky bitch, how dare you hit me?! Are you looking for death?!"

The strong man shouted angrily. He didn't even care about the money bag and threw it directly to the ground. With a "swipe" sound, he pulled out the long knife from his waist.

In just a few breaths, the streets that were calm just now suddenly became tense.

"Hmph! I have always wanted to meet you warriors from Xiantian City. Since you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me for not being merciful."

Yan Xiumin narrowed her eyes slightly, flicked her whip, and made a series of sonic booms.

You must know that when an ordinary person swings a whip, the tip of the whip can exceed the speed of sound and reach Mach [-] or [-], thereby producing a sonic boom, let alone an innate warrior?
"I don't know where this stinky bitch came from, but she dared to run wild in Xiantian City,"

The strong man moved his wrist and narrowed his eyes. "Since you don't want to live anymore, let me clean up the garbage for the guards in the city."

The two of them didn't give in at all. After saying a few harsh words to each other, they rushed towards each other at the same time.

"Huh? This stinky bitch can actually fight with me. Could it be that she is an innate warrior?" After just a few moves, the strong man noticed something was wrong and immediately wanted to pull away.

But the next moment, he changed his mind, "No, a foreign innate warrior is a woman, what should I be afraid of? I will definitely defeat her within a hundred moves!"

"This little thief is actually an innate warrior? How is that possible?"

At this time, Yan Xiumin, who felt something was wrong the more she fought, was extremely shocked.

It was normal to meet a Xiantian warrior in Xiantian City. She had also lived in Xiantian City for several months, so she naturally knew about it.

But the problem is that she got into a fight because this strong man stole her money bag.

An innate warrior turned into a thief?

Even in Xiantian City, this is a bit unbelievable, right?
Otherwise, just take this boring loss first?
After a few more moves, Yan Xiumin frowned as she found it difficult to deal with them.

If the fight continues like this, she will definitely lose.

It seems that we can only withdraw first.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiumin glanced at the money bag on the ground, feeling secretly resentful in her heart. At the same time, she vowed to make this little thief look good when the Imperial Master came back from his trip.

Just as she was observing her surroundings and preparing to evacuate, she suddenly noticed a leisurely man standing not far away.

"Looking at this man's indifferent appearance, he must be a genius. Could he be the companion of this little thief?"

"No, it doesn't look like that. He's probably just a passerby watching. Maybe I can ask him for help."

The next moment, Yan Xiumin, who had changed her mind, immediately shouted loudly: "Friends over there, can you help me? My master is temporarily out of town. I will give you a big thank you when he comes back. My master is an innate master!"

"Huh? What's the situation?"

Although he had the upper hand, the strong man who was whipped from time to time frowned and subconsciously followed the opponent's gaze.

Sure enough, there was a man standing over there. Judging from the unabashed look on the other side, it was almost certain that he was also an innate person.

But this time he was distracted, he was whipped again.

Although it was just a skin injury, the pain was very intense.

"Damn it, this bitch actually has a master at the master level. Forget it, let's spare her life this time."

Thinking back to what the other party had just said, the strong man took a step back, resisted the other party's whip, jumped away and jumped onto the eaves, and disappeared after a few steps.

"Huh~ That damn little thief is gone."

Seeing that the other party was frightened away by her, Yan Xiumin also breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked up the dusty purse, patted it gently, and then looked at Wang Feng not far away: "Hey, that friend, I just thanked you."

"You're welcome."

Wang Feng replied casually.

"Eh? Why do I feel that you look familiar? I seem to have seen you somewhere before, but I can't remember it for a while."

Suddenly, Yan Xiumin frowned tightly and searched hard for the memories in her mind.

(End of this chapter)