Yuan Ming has the formation arranged by Chen Feng to protect it. It’s not that he is proud. Even if he goes to the powerful man in the same imperial realm as him, he may not be able to attack in a short time. If there is a problem with the formation, he will immediately sense it. Therefore, it is not urgent to find the origin of the orcs attacking the mines.

They looked dark and had no clues except for an unknown badge in their hands. Chen Feng had no good idea in this situation. He could only walk around and ask more to get clues from the orcs.

It is useless to ask ordinary people in this way. We must ask some people with certain status. Because the world's transportation, communication and education are relatively backward, only people with certain status can master information. Unfortunately, they only came to the God-given Land last time and passed by. Whether it is elves or humans, they did not know any acquaintances, so they could only take their luck.

There was a town in front of them, and they could eat something and inquire about information, so Chen Feng and the others walked towards the town.

As soon as they walked into the town, they found that the atmosphere in the town was not right. Many people rushed towards a place, causing Chen Feng and the others to find that they were unconsciously mixed into the crowd.

"Hey...what the hey?"

"Lord Dunlint is going to take back the house and drive the old Petes to the street."

"No, didn't the old Pete's house be bought from the old Lord Dunlint?"

"Then I don't know. They are nobles, so there is always a way to take advantage of the situation."

"Oh... Lord Dunlint is going to kill him."

...

Chen Feng and Liu Ye looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, so they simply followed the group to check it out.

Walking outside a dilapidated house in the town, there were more people gathering here. A group of soldiers were smashing things in the house. Many tattered salutes and furniture were thrown out of the house. A man and a woman plus a little boy. The family of three knelt on the ground, begging a middle-aged man.

The man had a sharp-mouthed cheek, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance. He lay on his head with curly hair, looking like he was buckled with a wig, which made people feel awkward.

"Lord Dunlint, you can't do this, how can you take back the house? I bought this house from your father." A middle-aged man who looked in his forties begged, probably the so-called old Pete.

"Borrowed? Do you have a contract?" Dunlint's eyes pale, then asked arrogantly.

"Contract? This... there was no contract signed back then, but many people knew about it. When Lord Dunlint was there, he never regretted it." When he mentioned the contract, Old Pete was stunned.

"Yes, we all know what happened back then."

"The house was indeed bought by Old Pete from Old Lord Dunlint."

"Yes, yes, when he moved in, Old Lord Dunlint even sent someone some furniture."

...

When talking about this old story, it was obvious that some people present knew about it, so they immediately spoke for Old Pete. Deng Lint glared at his eyes, scaring the people to wince.

"I am me, my father is my father. If you don't have a contract, then you will live in our house for nothing? You are just a robber. Get out of the town quickly and disappear from the town today. If I see your family again, I will sell you to slave traders."

People around him whispered, and with the conversation just now, Chen Feng almost figured out the matter. It turned out that Old Pete was a cobbler. He started saving money when he was young, and finally saved enough money to buy a house from the local noble Lord Dunlint.

Logically speaking, it is of course necessary to sign a contract to sell a house, but the Dunlint family has lived here for generations. Old Pete's ancestors and their ancestors knew each other. The nobles who have been entrenched in the same place for generations are very prestigious and usually take the initiative to keep their promises.

At that time, Lord Dunlint was almost unable to remember the house that Old Pitt was going to buy. He couldn't remember where the contract was hidden. If it was found, it would be troublesome, so he accepted his money, agreed verbally, and told many people about it that Old Pitt had his own house.

Logically speaking, although the Dunlint family is just a lord, they have been involved in the circle of nobles, they cannot make it slap themselves in the face and go back on their word because of a broken house, but this Dunlint... can make it.

People are divided into different levels, not to mention the nobles who hold privileges. There are even more scum in this circle than in other circles. Lord Dunlint is one of them. After his father died, it was his turn to inherit the title. However, he was a big money-spending master. In addition, his poor management made the family finance worse and worse.

In this way, he focused on some things, and he would not let go of any place where he could get money. The money he used to lend but had no limit on repayment period was now forced to pay for debts. The things he had promised verbally now are not counted, such as the matter of the old Pitt family.

"Oh... the evil feudalism." Liu Ye shook his head.

Chen Feng frowned and didn't say anything. They were outsiders and were not suitable for such matters. If they came forward to beat Lord Dunlint and forced him to let Old Pitt go, it would be easy to say, but what should Old Pittt do if they left?

It’s impossible to kill this kid just because Deng Linte forced his house to take back his house. This is a bit ruthless. Moreover, they still need to find out the news in the Kingdom of Tungusta. He killed a nobleman for no reason. The Kingdom of Tungusta must be wanted, and it will be a problem at that time.

Just as Chen Feng was hesitating, an accident suddenly occurred on the scene.

"You can't take our house away." Old Pete's wife cried and wailed, trying to rush over, and pushed their guard back, his wife fell to the side, and happened to have a sharp stone on the ground, which suddenly pierced through her eyes. The woman shook a few times and stopped moving.

"Wife...Wife...I...I'll fight with you!" When Old Pete saw that his wife was out of breath, his eyes turned red and his hands stretched toward a guard next to him, as if he wanted to steal the sword.

The guard next to him was scared. As the saying goes, a rabbit will bite people if it is anxious, not to mention Old Pete, who has just experienced the pain of losing his wife. If he snatched the sword, he wouldn't have seen blood directly.

"Hey...what are you doing?"

The guards were panicked and hurriedly pulled out the sword. Old Pete on the opposite side was extremely sad. He was extremely powerful and knocked the guard to the ground, snatched the sword and rushed towards Deng Linte.

The guards hurriedly slashed at him with their swords. This sword was not fast, even ordinary people with little power could definitely avoid it. The key is that Old Pete was already crazy at this time, with only Deng Linte in his eyes, and he could not see the sword that was chopping towards him. In an instant, blood splattered, and Old Pete's throat was cut open and he fell to the ground and died.

"Dad...mother..."

In the blink of an eye, only a **-year-old Pete was left. Everyone present covered their eyes and couldn't bear to watch. The guard who killed Old Pete just now trembled his hands. He didn't want to kill but did something to kill. This was completely beyond his expectations. Who knew that Old Pete didn't even hide from the sword.

"Haha... OK..." Deng Lint clapped his hands to the guard, reached out and patted his shoulder. The guard came to his senses and said tremblingly: "Lord...I..."

"It's okay, it's okay, this kind of untouchable should be damned, and you still want to attack me? You're doing it right, you don't have to feel guilty about the death of a untouchable." Dunlint praised the guards as if he was fine, and saw that everyone next to him glared at him, but he dared not speak out.

Although the Lord is at the bottom of the nobles, he is definitely not comparable to the civilians like them. In this small town, even the sheriff has to look at the Lord's face, let alone talk about them, so although he sympathizes in his heart, he dare not interfere.

"Lord Lord... What should I do if Little Pete?" A guard looked at Little Pete and asked.

"Oh... this is an accident. No one thinks. This poor child has become an orphan. Let's do this... I decided to adopt him and let him be a servitor in my mansion." Deng Lint's eyes flashed with greedy eyes, looking at the little Pitt who was still crying on the body of Old Pete and his wife.

The guard who was asked just now felt a stern after hearing Deng Linte's words, thinking that Lord Lord is so cruel. He has ruined a couple and has not let go of such a child. As Deng Linte's guard, he knows very well what this Lord Lord is.

The so-called adoption is just an excuse. He dared to bet that it would take less than a week for Pete to be sold to a slave trader by Deng Linte. Although he felt a little reluctant, he definitely did not dare to say more.

"Hehe... kid, it's not easy to be afraid. Go back home with Lord Lord, and you won't be hungry in the future." Deng Lint walked towards Little Pete step by step, looking like he saw a wallet on his face.

"You...you are a bad guy...you don't come over..." Although Pete was young and not completely sensible, he knew that his parents' death was counted on this hateful person, so he hid back.

"Haha... don't run away." Although Deng Lint himself was useless, he couldn't even catch a child. Just as he was about to rush up and grab Pete, he felt like his left face was hit hard with a hammer.

"Bang..."
Chapter completed!