Chapter 88: rule

"Why? Patriarch Jiang has other generous gifts as gifts?" Jiang Chen smiled, but there was no joking in his tone.
The Jiang clan elder blushed, his expression suddenly a little embarrassed.
"Um, I actually didn't come to give a gift this time, the headmaster Gu may have misunderstood."
Clan Chief Jiang seems to be very embarrassed, but in his heart he has defined Gu Zhong as a arrogant and arrogant person.
How can I say that my Jiang family has been in the Black Mountain City for decades, a Cangshan faction born out of nowhere, and the former Jiang Liran would have to give some courtesy to our family heads.
A hairy boy, even the patriarch of his age can be his father. Hearing his aggressive tone, he didn't put our Jiang family in his eyes.
Thinking of this, the Jiang clan leader relied on his old age and the vast network of contacts in the city, and he couldn't help being bolder.
"It's not long since the ancient master came to Black Mountain City, and probably some rules are still not clear."
"Rules? Who made the rules?"
There was no smile in Gu Zhong's eyes, and he stared coldly at the old man who was leaning on the old man in front of him. After coming into this world, Gu Zhong dealt with this kind of old man who didn't know good or bad the most.
He has some experience, and he doesn't know what ancient clock is in his mind.
"Naturally it is a rule that Black Mountain City has had since ancient times."
"Hahaha, since ancient times, you are afraid that you are teasing me. The rules are all set by people. Since someone makes them, naturally someone will change them."
"dont you agree."
Clan Chief Jiang didn't expect that Gu Zhong really didn't give him any face. Anyhow, he was also the head of the clan, the leader of the clan who commanded a hundred people.
After being questioned by Gu Zhong as a servant and a disciple of the Cangshan School, the chief Jiang felt that he was dull.
"If the ancient master has objections to the rules of the city, he can call all the big sects and various forces in the city to discuss business reforms. It will not help if Jiang Mou is dissatisfied."
"What's more, rules are rules. Since Jiang established a clan in Heishan City, he naturally has to abide by it." Clan Chief Jiang's subtext is that your Cangshan School, the only eight-liu sect in Heishan City, is not so good.
Gu Zhong turned around and sat down leisurely on the main seat.
To those disciples who had already grabbed the treasure chest from the Jiang family servant, said, "Have you heard, I didn't come to give gifts, so let's put them away for a few brothers soon." The tone was rather unhappy.
"Hurry up and ask the patriarch to sit down here."
"Yes Yes Yes..."
The disciples quickly said yes, and handed the heavy treasure chest back to the Jiang family servant.
Then he stood silently behind Gu Zhong, and the atmosphere didn't dare to make a sound. The disciples knew Gu Zhong's temper. The head was the kind of tough guy who wouldn't seduce him no matter how strong the other party was.
But they all heard what Chief Jiang said just now. Chief Jiang threatened the leader with the rules of the city. The leader held his breath in his heart, and his tone was not very good. The disciples understood the difficulties of the leader and naturally stood obediently. Behind Gu Zhong.
When Clan Chief Jiang watched Gu Zhong vent his anger on his disciple, he felt that Gu Zhong was nothing more than that. A cheerful little kid would only vent his disciple's anger. Secretly proud.
"Master Patriarch, let's talk about it, what are the rules in Black Mountain City that I don't know."
Gu Zhong said indifferently, and the Chief Jiang immediately became serious when he heard the words, holding the shelf as if he was a gentleman who told a story.
"We have several old-fashioned families in Montenegro. Presumably, this ancient leader is not clear."
"I know, your Jiang family is one of them."
"Hey, our big families are in charge of the business of Black Mountain City's medicine, martial arts, martial arts, and the battlefield."
"Regardless of the sect, we must purchase martial arts resources through the channels of our major families every year."
"Come on." Gu Zhong felt that if he continued to let him speak, the ceiling of the hall might not stop him.
"The patriarch directly explain his intentions."
"Oh, well, I actually came this time to settle the bills of the Cangshan faction and my clan."
"According to the practice of Qinglongshan in the past, 50 first-class pill, ten second-class pill, and one third-class pill are purchased from the family every year."
"I brought you all this time. A total of 100,000 gold coins, look..."
Gu Zhong coldly watched Clan Chief Jiang’s wonderful performance, and the disciple behind him took a breath, "One hundred thousand gold coins!"
The living expenses of the entire Black Mountain City and the surrounding villagers for ten years are less than 100,000 gold coins.
Most of the disciples of the Cangshan School are the aboriginals of Heishan City. They are the children of ordinary people. Only when they become warriors can they stand out from the ordinary people, but even so, they can't help but feel angry at the lion of the patriarch Jiang.
"OK, leave the box, you can go."
"What the patriarch meant is to send someone to deliver the gold coins to my house later?"
The Jiang clan leader didn't care about the frost on Gu Zhong's face and the sudden drop of eight degrees in the surrounding temperature.
Even the few disciples standing behind Gu Zhong couldn't help glaring at Patriarch Jiang. After the Cangshan Sect was promoted to the Eight-Liu Sect, they had never squeezed these clan.
It's good for them to even dare to come and ask for money, which is simply deceptive.
"I let you go, don't you understand?"
The irritable Gu Master finally couldn't help but broke out. Originally, he wanted to see how thick the surname Jiang was, but he didn't even have a face and got off the assembly line.
I really took myself seriously when I heard a few words from you calmly.
As soon as the ancient head opened his mouth, the disciples were also relieved. Fortunately, our irritable head has returned.
"You...you unexpectedly...speak up against your clan!"
"Unreasonable!"
"Does the Cangshan faction want to violate the rules of Black Mountain City?"
Clan Chief Jiang's beard trembled, and he looked anxious, and said incoherently the old Zhongyu with his fingers.
"Don't compare, do you want me to see you away personally?"
"Little six, do it."
"Throw him out to this seat."
"Yes." The disciple who was called to be a small six had a beaming eyebrow. Just now he wanted to clean up the old man, and waited for the head to speak.
"You... Gu Zhong, wait for your patriarch, you will regret it."
"you..."
Before he finished speaking, Clan Chief Jiang was picked up by Xiaoliu like a chicken, and then he saw Xiaoliu holding Chief Jiang's collar and strode towards the outside of the main hall.
It should be known that although Clan Chief Jiang also has the sevenfold cultivation base of the Mind Method, he has no ability to resist in front of Xiao Liu, who is also the seventh layer of Mind Method. It is entirely because Xiao Liu's physical fitness far exceeds that of Clan Chief Jiang.
Just an ordinary disciple can subdue him at will. Clan Chief Jiang was shocked, shocked and scared in his heart, he didn't even dare to hum, and Xiao Liu was still carrying him out.