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Chapter 1300 - 1293: Merchant Boyan

Chapter 1300: Chapter 1293: Merchant Boyan

On the other side, Cheng Ziang and his companions stayed in the jungle until noon. During that time, thanks to Fulajie’er’s treatment, the General was barely brought back from the brink of death, but his complexion was still rather unsightly, looking as though he was at death’s door.

He was tightly bound by Cheng Ziang and his men, and blindfolded, completely immobilized. However, given his current condition, Cheng Ziang guessed that even if they untied him, he wouldn’t be able to get far.

With Fulajie’er’s constant patrolling, the area where the group was located was relatively safe. Although they were only a few kilometers from Wufeng City, it was not clear whether it was the commander’s intention. Notably, even though a General was missing from the city, Cheng Ziang could not see any sign of military activity emerging from the city, which led him to believe they had indeed abandoned the man.

It was not until noon that Feng, who had gone out to find a translator, finally arrived late, bringing with her a Kyushu man who was cowering, a sharp blade pressed against his neck.

He was a slightly plump middle-aged man who always kept his head down. He was not quite tall and appeared rather rotund. Clad in coarse hemp cloth with obvious patches, Cheng Ziang could not believe he was a farmer by any measure.

"Kneel!" commanded Feng coldly as she brought him before Cheng Ziang.

Without hesitation, the man fell to his knees with a thud, continuously kowtowing to Cheng Ziang and pleading loudly in the language of the Demon Clan, "Superior Lord, Superior Lord, please spare this lowly one!"

"Superior Lord?" Cheng Ziang had never heard such a title before and was momentarily taken aback.

"Ah, um, oh, Manor Lord, Manor Lord, spare my life," the man quickly sensed the tone in Cheng Ziang’s voice and switched to another appelation.

"Alright, alright," Cheng Ziang waved his hand and said, "We have invited you here because we have a favor to ask of you. Although this method may be somewhat rough, I believe you wouldn’t mind, right?"

"No, no, no, as long as the Manor Lord commands, I will do whatever is asked," said the man, his head still bowed low.

"Keep your voice down, do you want to draw the entire army of Wufeng City here?" Cheng Ziang said.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry. That was not my intention," the man hurriedly explained.

"First off, let me clarify, we are not members of the Demon Clan, nor are we your enemies, so we have no interest in harming you. This time, we have indeed come to ask a favor of you," Cheng Ziang said patiently and seriously.

"The Manor Lord may speak freely, I will do my utmost to accomplish it," the man continued, his head still deeply bowed.

"First, we need to confirm your identity. What is your occupation?" Cheng Ziang began to interrogate him.

"In response to the Manor Lord, I am a mere merchant, I came here doing business with the military in West Outer Heaven," the man replied respectfully.

"A merchant with the military?" Cheng Ziang asked hesitantly.

Noticing his confusion, Baiyue took it upon herself to explain, "It is quite normal for merchants to do business with the military when the army marches. These individuals generally trade within the military camps, known as Army Markets."

"Ancient soldiers still spend money to buy things? I thought they would just take what they wanted and be done with it," Cheng Ziang remarked, scratching his head.

"This is an army, order must be maintained, lest the organization falls apart. Do you think it’s like dealing with bandits?" Baiyue rolled her eyes.

"Oh, I see," Cheng Ziang nodded, then turned to the merchant and asked, "What is your name?"

"I am called Boyan," the man answered.

"Boyan?" Cheng Ziang echoed with a hint of question in his voice.

"What is it, Manor Lord?" the man named Boyan asked nervously.

"Why is your name only one syllable?" Cheng Ziang inquired puzzledly.

"The Manor Lord has misunderstood," Boyan cautiously replied, "I only have a given name, not a surname, and my name is Boyan. Only the members of the Nobility possess surnames."

"The Nobility assume surnames...understood," Cheng Ziang nodded, then turned to Baiyue and said, "Looks like that fellow called Xuan, Xuan must be just his given name. As for his surname, he seems not to have revealed it yet."

"Ah, I thought his name was just Xuan," Hu Daoke scratched his head and said.

"How can a single-character name be distinguished from others," Baiyue shrugged and said, "The Dongsheng Empire is after all the largest empire on the Continent, with such a large population, it’s impossible for their citizens to have such simple names."

"Okay, Boyan, is it? Can you speak the Kyushu language?" Cheng Ziang continued to interrogate.

"This is my mother tongue, how dare I forget it," Boyan replied.

"Very good, very good." Cheng Ziang nodded in satisfaction, then looked up and gestured for everyone to put on their hoods and masks.

Then, he also donned his hood and mask and said to Boyan, "Lift your head, we need a small favor from you."

"I dare not, I dare not, I know your rules, I would not survive if I saw your faces," Boyan refused to lift his head no matter what.

"We are not bandits, and besides, you can’t see our faces," Cheng Ziang said with a slight chuckle.

Upon hearing his words, Boyan hesitated for a long time, then slowly straightened up and cautiously peeked at everyone, finally breathing a sigh of relief when he saw that they were all masked.

"You know the identity of this person, do you?" Cheng Ziang pointed at the dying general and asked.

"This is..." Seeing the general lying on the ground, Boyan immediately widened his eyes, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Calm down, we are not going to treat you like him," Cheng Ziang said. "We would like to have a chat with him, but we are not familiar with the Kyushu language, so we thought of finding a translator. You understand, right?"

"Understood, understood!" Boyan swallowed hard and nodded vigorously.

"Hehe," seeing his reaction, Cheng Ziang walked over and put an arm around his shoulders, then chuckled and said, "Let me make it clear, we do understand some Kyushu language, so please translate properly. If we find out you are messing around, you will end up just like him."

"I dare not, absolutely dare not, I will do my utmost, and dare not deceive," Boyan’s body trembled, and he quickly replied.

"Very good, go and have a chat with him." Cheng Ziang patted his shoulder in satisfaction, indicating him to check on the general.

Boyan took another deep breath, gathered his courage, and cautiously approached the general, then slowly crouched down. He examined the general and then looked cautiously at Cheng Ziang and asked, "Manor Lord, is this the general?"

"Mhm." Cheng Ziang nodded.

"Oh." Boyan did not express much emotion, and after hearing the answer, he lowered his head and began softly calling the dying general in the Kyushu language.

The general seemed to have fallen into a coma, and it took Boyan a long time to rouse him. The startled general, feeling his restraints, immediately began to struggle desperately.

However, he did not thrash for long before internal injuries forced him to stop struggling, emitting a pitiful cry.

Seeing the general’s actions, Boyan tried to hold him down, soothing him in the Kyushu language. Seemingly hearing the familiar language, the general’s emotions suddenly became agitated, and he began shouting loudly, with Boyan continuing to soothe him gently.

"What is he saying?" Cheng Ziang stepped forward and asked.

"He’s cursing..." Boyan raised his head and awkwardly responded.

"Alright, let’s skip the cursing then." Cheng Ziang and Hu Daoke exchanged glances, and surprisingly, they both laughed in sync.

The general kept cursing, his voice growing louder, while Boyan continued soothing him, but to no avail.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Ziang shrugged and then said to Boyan, "Boyan, I’ll give you a hundred counts to calm him down. If he isn’t compliant by the time we count to one hundred, we’ll have to make him comply our way, which will be painful, so please warn him of this."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Boyan looked around and then nodded.

Then, he continued to soothe the general. Perhaps influenced by Cheng Ziang’s threat, this time the general finally began to calm down, no longer shouting.

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