Chapter Thirty-Three: Confrontation

  "Haha!" A burst of laughter echoed, followed by a slight movement on the city wall, and a figure appeared in everyone's line of sight.

  "He is a member of the Zhang family, the King of Martial Arts." Zhang Huaming's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as he sensed that the aura emanating from this person was identical to that of a man who had secretly followed him in Kyoto.

  Qin Xiao Tian's body slightly trembled when he saw the newcomer, and in the next moment, he respectfully said: "Junior Qin pays respects to Senior Zhang. I didn't know you were coming, so I failed to welcome you from afar."

  Zhang Xiaotian casually waved his hand, then with a respectful expression, he faced Kayan sitting on the city wall and said: "Junior Zhang Xiaotian has met senior, dare to ask senior's surname and full name."

  Kaiyan was gnawing on a piece of meat while glancing at Zhang Xiaotian, waving her slender arm and saying: "I'm busy now, don't disturb me, if you have anything to say, just ask my brother."

  "Since senior has something to attend to, junior doesn't dare disturb." Zhang Xiaotian wasn't angry at all about Karyn's attitude towards him. After all, in the Martial Continent, it was a world that revered martial arts, and seniors were always right. What could be strange about seniors? Seniors naturally had their own eccentricities, what's strange about that?

  "Zhang Xiaotian, I didn't expect it to be you who came to Longhua City. I thought it would be that old guy Zheng Huisheng this time, but I didn't expect it to be you." Geng Qiu said with a cold smile from under the city wall.

  "What? Is my status not enough?" Zhang Xiao Tian was very respectful to Karyen, that was because he respected Karyen's strength, but for someone of the same level as himself, would he put down his dignity? As the old ancestor of the Zhang family, one of the four major families in Xia country, he naturally had to fight for face.

  Geng Qiu heard Zhang Xiaotian's words and snorted, finally fixing his gaze on Zhang Huaming, saying: "Zhang brother, I don't know if you know the rules of war between countries in the Southern Yan Empire?"

  "I know something."

  Geng Qiu heard Zhang Huaming's words and his originally serious expression suddenly relaxed, smiling: "How does Brother Zhang view this battle?"

  Zhang Huaming was taken aback by these words, and after a few moments of contemplation, a smile appeared on his face: "Two losses for both sides."

  "Mutual destruction?" Geng Qiu heard this sentence and slightly furrowed his brow, but then seemed to have thought of something and smiled: "If Brother Zhang leaves Longhua City now, I guarantee that our emperor will give you an identity and status ten times higher than what Xia Guo has given you. What do you think, Brother Zhang?"

  Luring, naked luring, Geng Qiu's words made Zhang Xiaotian and others change their expressions for a moment.

  "Oh! Then what position and status can Your Majesty grant me?" Zhang Huaming asked with a smile on his face.

  Geng Qiu heard Zhang Huaming's words and was overjoyed, hastily saying: "Brother Zhang can rest assured, as long as Brother Zhang wants to come to our country, the position of Protector General is yours for the taking. Whatever you want, just speak up, I guarantee it will be granted in full."

  "Great General of the Protectorate! This title sounds impressive!" Zhang Huaming's face showed a greedy expression, and the next moment he frowned and said: "Although everything is good, there is one thing that you cannot give me."

  "What thing? As long as Zhang brother speaks up, Geng will definitely offer it to you."

  "Brotherly love, I wonder if you can offer it?" Zhang Huaming smiled and asked in return.

  "Ah!" Geng Qiu heard this sentence, his originally excited expression suddenly cooled down, and he said gloomily: "Are you playing me?"

  "Cut it out, my brother. Even if he wanted to play with you, what's the big deal? Can't even fight properly?" Kartan responded after finishing his meat leg, his small body moving around on top of the city wall as if ready to rumble.

  Geng Qiu heard Karyn's words and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, because his intuition told him that this little boy couldn't be provoked. Once provoked, he would face death, and this feeling was very strong.

  "Since you've brought all the masters from Dongguo, if you want to fight, then let's fight! By the way, tell your master behind you that if his subordinates dare to make a move, don't blame our side for being impolite." Zhang Huaming suddenly blurted out a strange sentence, leaving Qin Xiao Tian and others stunned.

  "Uh!" Geng Qiu's expression changed upon hearing this sentence, and the next moment he seemed to have received some message, directly cupped his hands and said: "I will definitely pass on your words, farewell."

  Who is Zhang Xiaotian? Who is Qin Xiao Tian? Although I found Zhang Huaming's words quite inexplicable earlier, when combined with Geng Qiu's response, everyone naturally guessed a large part of it.

  Zhang Huaming saw Geng Qiu and others return to the opposite camp, stretched his arms, straightened his waist, patted his hands and smiled at Qin Xiao Tian: "Brother Qin, they won't attack the city today. I'll go back and rest first. If there's anything, you can have someone call me."

  "Good."

  "Kaiyan, let's go." Zhang Huaming ignored Zhang Xiaotian standing in front of Qin Xiao Tian and directly beckoned to Kaiyan before descending the city wall stairs.

  "Here, brother." Karyn saw Zhang Huaming leave and hurriedly followed him. Before leaving, he glared at Zhang Xiaotian with a fierce gaze. After all, he had signed a spiritual contract with Zhang Huaming, so naturally, he felt that Zhang Huaming seemed to dislike Zhang Xiaotian very much. Birds of a feather flock together, as his subordinate, he also began to dislike Zhang Xiaotian.

  In the Winter Country's headquarters, a young man with an evil smile was listening to a report from a subordinate, and surprisingly, the reporter was Geng Qiu, who had just been in Longhua City.

  "What else did he say?"

  "I've reported everything to Young Master, that's all." Geng Qiu responded with a respectful expression.

  "It's interesting!" The young man smiled and said: "Feng Lao, what do you think of this child?"

  "Returning to the young master's words, this child's innate talent is indeed too extraordinary. At just 16 years old, he has already achieved such accomplishments, it's truly..." The elderly man standing behind the young man said with a face full of admiration.

  The young man's smile suddenly turned cold when he heard the old man's words, and he sneered: "You demon, hum! Let's see if you have the fate to grow up."

  The old man's expression changed suddenly when he heard this sentence, and he exclaimed: "Young master, absolutely not!"

  "What? Can't even this young master kill someone?" The young man asked coldly with narrowed eyes, his expression very displeased.

  "No, young master misunderstood old slave's meaning. Young master wants to kill someone is simple, but the boy beside him is not simple."

  "Isn't the boy just simple?" The young man's face showed a surprised expression when he heard the old man's words. Others may not be clear about the old man's cultivation, but as the master, he was very clear about the old man's strength. Primary stage of martial arts cultivation, if even someone with such cultivation is not simple, then what does that say?

  The old man nodded slightly and raised one finger towards the sky: "Young master, I suspect that little boy is also in this realm."

  "Feng Shu, how confident are you?" The young man put away his disdain and asked with a serious expression.

  "The eighth floor." The old man responded without hesitation, and then hesitated for a moment before continuing: "And the old slave also suspects..."

  "What's suspicious?" The young man asked with a hint of impatience on his face.

  "The old slave suspected that the little boy came from that place." When the old man mentioned that place, his face showed a respectful expression, as if there was something in that place that made him fearful.

  "That place?" The young man's expression sank again as he saw the old man's gesture, and he asked with a gloomy face: "Are you sure?"

  "Eight layers, young master, think about it, if that little boy didn't come from that place, then how old would he be? Would he have such strength?"

  "Alright." The young man nodded slightly, and the expression on his face changed rapidly. After a few breaths, the changing expressions on his face finally stopped, and he waved his hand at Geng Qiu: "You just follow the usual rules and declare war first."

  "Yes, young master." Geng Qiuli responded immediately, then bowed to the young man and the old man before quickly retreating.

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