Chapter 59 - Master, I want to hold a big meeting_1
Yan Xing, cigar clenched in his mouth, shouldered his Double-Handed Greatsword and left the tent.
Steel Fang immediately stood up and followed him out.
He said to Yan Xing, "Master, I understand. Eden is willing to exchange food for your agarwood at a rate of 200 to 1... This means that all the Werewolf Tribes doing business with him around Thunderous Swamp have been deceived by Eden. In the past, he merely used a 10 to 1 rate to take away such precious spice from us."
Yan Xing, with Steel Fang, walked to an open space and had Eddie drive his spear into the ground.
The spears wielded by the Eternal Domain’s militia had shafts of stainless steel pipe. The domain’s Blacksmith Shop simply forged rebar into spearheads and mounted them onto the stainless steel pipes to fashion a spear. Since they weren’t wooden shafts, ordinary blades struggled to damage them.
Eddie drove the spear into the ground and stepped aside.
Yan Xing gripped the sword with both hands and gestured at the spear while speaking to Steel Fang, "News of my previous promise to exchange food for agarwood at a 200 to 1 rate should have spread among the Werewolf Tribes on the edge of Thunderous Swamp by now. But as of now, apart from the Red Mud Wetland, no second Werewolf Tribe has brought agarwood to my Eternal Domain for food.
I know the Swamp Tribe members are quite xenophobic and don’t dare to easily trust a strange human. Perhaps they also can’t believe that what you consider mere rotten wood could be exchanged for so much food."
Having said this, Yan Xing swung his sword horizontally.
The entire blade swept through the spear’s midsection. Only after a few seconds did the spear actually snap in two.
The upper half of the shaft CLATTERED! to the ground.