The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Pushing open the gate to the courtyard, many hawkers had already set up their stalls on the street. There were those who sold vegetables, those who sold soy milk and youtiao, those who sold newspapers, and those who pulled carts. These people in small businesses are often among the earliest in the city, as they have been since time immemorial.

However, the first person that Zhou Jian and Wang Li saw was a wretched middle-aged man. He wore a round hat, was wearing a brown shirt, and on his feet was a pair of black cloth shoes.

"Good morning, big brothers!"

Seeing Zhou Jian and Wang Li walking out of the courtyard, the man hurried forward with a flattering smile on his face.

"Who are you? Do we brothers know you?" Zhou Jian frowned and asked. He had to be like Wang Li, who could not think of anything. Looking at the man's face, Zhou Jian could tell that he was a hooligan who had no ambition.

"Yeah, do we know you?" Wang Li also put on a stern face as he tried his best to act like a gangster.

Since yesterday, the two brothers were no longer the laborers on the dock. Now, they were the big brothers of the sword club. Although they didn't have any subordinates, it didn't stop them from showing off.

"Look at what you two big brothers are saying. You don't know me now, but you'll know me soon. " The smile on the man's face didn't change at all, it even became a bit more radiant.

Although Zhou Jian and Wang Li were younger than him, the man still called them big brother affectionately, as if they really were his big brother.

"Let me introduce myself to the two big brothers. My name is Niu Sanguang. There is no one in this area of northern Qaidam who does not know that I have three lights ". The man's voice was much louder, and his flattering face had a look of satisfaction.

"I've never heard of your name before." Wang Li looked at the man with disdain.

The man's expression turned somewhat awkward. He didn't know what to say next. A smart and tactful person will often choke to the point of not saying a word when he meets a simple-minded person. The middle-aged man called Niu Sanguang was obviously a smart and tactful person, while Wang Li was undoubtedly a simple-minded person.

"Is it Niu San Guang? Tell me about it. What are you looking for us brothers for? " Zhou Jian asked with a scrutinized look.

Although Zhou Jian's tone was not too good, it relieved the man of his embarrassment.

"Yes, yes, yes. I am Three Light Ox. "My two brothers, today I have come to pay my respects to the lord who wields the sword."

"Is our big brother someone you can meet whenever you want to?" Wang Li tried his best to keep a straight face as he shouted.

Zhou Jian did not say a word, instead, he just stared straight at Niu San Guang.

Niu Sanguang was not unfamiliar with such a situation. Taking a few steps forward, he held Zhou Jian's hand and said, "Such a small gift, it is not worthy of respect."

Zhou Jian subconsciously wanted to push away the three streaks of light, but as he felt the metallic touch on his hand, he gave him a meaningful look before silently inserting his hand into his pocket.

"You want to see our big brother, right? Wait here, we'll bring you in after we buy breakfast. " Zhou Jian said to Niu Sanguang with a slightly calmer tone.

Looking at Zhou Jian and Wang Li's departing figures, Niu Sanguang was overjoyed. "There's a way!"

He had visited Long Qi several times, but hadn't been able to meet with him in person. Thus, he gave up. When he saw Li Dao yesterday, his heart began to stir restlessly. No one had ever thought this way before.

There were some people who knew their own abilities, so they often placed their hopes of rising to prominence on those who were capable. Niu Sanguang was such a person.

Thinking back to the story that the storyteller told him, he felt his blood boil.