Hou as his surname?

Lin Shen's response made this group of private soldiers very dissatisfied.

Facing the invitation from the Duke of Lu, the answer was actually a refusal?

And the tone made them very uncomfortable.

A private soldier, squinting slightly, raised the lantern high, shining the light directly on Lin Shen's face. "So, you want to toast without eating the penalty?"

Lin Shen also squinted, his hand behind him, ready to pull out the Fire-Tipped Spear from the system space at any moment. "What, you want to lay hands on me?"

The private soldier nodded. "You're asking for trouble. Treat him, guys!"

"Chang'an City is not a place where people like you can stand. Duke of Lu is willing to give you face. Wanting to take over this shop is your blessing."

"But if you refuse, don't blame us for getting rough."

They didn't draw their swords.

The person on the far right, who wasn't holding a lantern, rushed towards Lin Shen.

Unlike street thugs, they were well-fed private soldiers.

They had been on the battlefield, killed people.

The fierceness in their eyes was as sharp as knives.

In the blink of an eye, this person pounced in front of Lin Shen, raised his hands, and tried to grab Lin Shen's arms.

He was fast.

Lin Shen's reaction was faster.

He raised his foot and kicked, not using much force, just about forty to fifty percent.

But this force was still too much for this person to bear.

Coming straight at him.

He was sent flying just as straight.

Drawing an exaggerated arc in the air, with a thud, he heavily smashed into the opposite wall, shaking off a large pile of dirt.

The private soldier spewed a mouthful of blood, lying on the ground unconscious.

The remaining few looked at each other, a hint of caution in their eyes.

He's a tough nut to crack!

Kicking someone away wasn't too difficult.

But kicking them so far...

That was somewhat unimaginable.

When they were in the army, they had seen people kicked by horses straight on, but they only stumbled back a few steps, not being kicked so far away.

It's hard to deal with someone with such strength.

With several swooshes, they didn't hesitate, drawing their swords from their waist.

Although Hou Junji didn't order them to kill Lin Shen.

But... just a lowly merchant, even if he were killed, at most, a few lashes, the magistrate of Chang'an County could run to Wannian County, and Hou Junji could easily kill them?

They didn't hesitate at all, swinging their swords towards Lin Shen's head.

Trying to kill himself?

Lin Shen squinted slightly, his hands behind his back.

It looked like he was taking something out.

In fact, he was taking out the Fire-Tipped Spear from the system space.

Hundreds of pounds of iron spear, with a swoosh, brought a gust of wind.

Meeting their long swords.

With a clang, the spear tip clashed with the blade, splashing a burst of fire... the Tang swords in the hands of those private soldiers were easily cut off by the spear tip.

As fragile as mud.

How could iron compare to divine weapons?

The private soldiers looked surprised.

Their trusted swords, which they had fought with for many years, were actually broken!

This was just the first confrontation!

Even the legendary famous swords couldn't have this effect...

For soldiers, without their weapons, they were as good as missing an arm.

In their daze.

Lin Shen kicked one by one mercilessly, directly knocking them to the ground!

The convulsive feeling in their stomachs made it difficult for the private soldiers of the Duke of Lu's Mansion to stand up.

Lin Shen held the Fire-Tipped Spear, looking down at the group of people lying on the ground, his eyes cold.

After a moment, he scratched his head and said somewhat puzzledly, "How was it resolved so easily?"

Lin Shen had long prepared for a tough battle.

But he didn't expect these few people to be so easily dealt with.

It was no different from dealing with Chen San and his gang of ruffians.

It felt... like he didn't even need to bring out the Fire Spear, they could handle these people easily.

The group of private soldiers lying on the ground had a strong urge to spit blood.

After fighting with his own group, their feelings turned out to be like this?

Yes, you're formidable!

But saying such things now, isn't it a bit too much?

Lin Shen couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The combination of the Dragon Bloodline and the Fire Spear was indeed powerful.

He had indeed underestimated his own strength...

Lin Shen didn't dwell too much on this matter.

He reached back and retracted the Fire Spear into the system space once again.

Lin Shen lowered his head and looked at the group of private soldiers, his eyes cold.

These were people who wanted to kill him.

To be honest, Lin Shen didn't want to leave them alive...

But in the Tang Dynasty, rules had to be followed.

Only brainless fools would kill this group of stooges, giving Hou Junji a chance to threaten him.

The real threat was Hou Junji, not this group of stooges.

But a lesson still had to be taught.

Lin Shen took a step forward, raised his foot, and stepped down!

With a crisp sound—

Accompanied by a shocking and tragic scream, "Ahh!"

The right arm of a private soldier was broken by Lin Shen's step, crushed into a mass of flesh.

The other private soldiers stared in astonishment, some at a loss.

It's said that when you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner.

Doing this was completely, not giving face to Hou Junji...

"Ahh!"

"Ahh!"

One wail after another rang out.

Their fate was the same, their right arms mercilessly broken by Lin Shen.

Looking down at them from a high vantage point, Lin Shen's tone was cold and merciless. "Go back and tell that Hou guy, I'm not such a spineless wimp."

"This Ruyi Supermarket is mine, and it will always be mine."

"If there are any tricks, let him come and deal with me..."

"But don't use such despicable means. Hou, I think you're just playing the fool in front of me."

The leader of the private soldiers covered his broken arm, his face pale, his tone grim, "My lord, he's one of the twenty-four meritorious ministers of the Lingyange, a third-rank military department assistant!"

"Do you know the consequences of going against my lord?!"

Lin Shen sneered, "That's the confidence you rely on, it's really laughable."

"What about the Duke of Lu, what about the military department assistant?"

"People who value these things would feel threatened."

"In my eyes, it's all bullshit!"

Lin Shen pointed at them, his tone even more fierce, "If it weren't for still wanting to give some face to the Tang Dynasty, do you think any of your lives would be spared?"

"Now, go back and relay my words to your master, word for word."

"Stop bothering me."

With a chilling aura.

The private soldiers were speechless.

The person they relied on posed no threat to this man...

This filled them with a strong sense of frustration.

In the Tang Dynasty, there really were people who didn't take the Duke of Lu seriously?

And he was just a humble merchant?

They felt their worldview had been greatly shaken.