Why do I have so many masters?
Chapter 1111: 185: Who's Breaking Down My Door?! (Double Chapter)
Chapter 1111: Chapter 185: Who’s Breaking Down My Door?! (Double Chapter)
Wang Anfeng squinted his eyes.
This is indeed made of premium wood.
This place is not like the Great Qin; it is the most desolate area of the Western Regions, where water and grass are scarce, and mature timber is quite valuable.
The original owner of this courtyard seemed to be showing off, using even more expensive materials, and just this pair of doors, if truly accounted for, would cost as much as a house.
Hmm, now this door has been shattered into pieces.
With a cold gleam, the man, showing off his skill, twirled the longsword in his hand with a fancy sword flower, then slowly sheathed it, his face proud and arrogant.
Then Wang Anfeng saw from each side of the entrance, a row of eighteen young men walking in each side, totaling thirty-six, all dressed in clothes of blue and white colors, their breathing steady, clearly possessing martial arts.
Wang Anfeng slightly raised his eyebrows.
Not in white clothes?
Could it be that there is a problem with the Dongfang Clan’s secret technique?
The black and white little beast raised its head, made an ‘awooh’ sound to him, Wang Anfeng lightly coughed, lowered his head, and righteously said:
“Look, aren’t their sleeves white?”
“I didn’t say they were pure white either.”
The little beast seemed to understand human speech, opening its mouth to make an ‘awooh’ sound, revealing two rows of fine sharp teeth.
The two rows of young martial artists stood firmly, swords in hand, looking solemn.
Then came in seven or eight middle-aged men with steady and honest appearances.
These men were all dressed in deep green vigorous attire, their breathing around the Seventh Rank, with bags hanging from their waists, presumably containing various weapons.
Finally, several women floated in, all wearing pink clothes, with beautiful faces, as they moved, their clothes fluttering, attracting quite a few onlookers outside.
The main cause was not due to their beauty.
In this Royal City, beauties are common, but beauties carrying sedan chairs are seldom seen.
On the shoulders of these four beauties, each with a beauty above the ordinary, was clearly a redwood beam, as they carried a sedan chair. On the chair hung various jade beads and stones, shimmering jewel light, with drapes hanging all around.
Despite carrying such a heavy load, these four women were still nimble, lightly stepping on the shoulders of the burly men in front, floating down gracefully, revealing an excellent display of Qinggong technique.
The knowledgeable ones secretly praised the skill.
Just this Qinggong alone is a signature move of a renowned family, not something casually seen in the Jianghu.
Wang Anfeng, squinting his eyes, petted the little beast, scanning all the people in front of him: eight of the Seventh Rank, thirty-six of the Ninth Grade, and four Eighth Rank maids, probably forcefully boosted using some technique, their breathing somewhat impure.
The one inside the sedan chair is likely a Middle Third Rank martial artist from Parthia.
He couldn’t help but feel a bit frustrated in his heart.
The initial plan was to fish out a target, but it seemed like the entire pond exploded, fishing out so many at once. With over fifty martial artists now gathered here, he indeed felt ‘as weak as a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken,’ genuinely at the Seventh Rank cultivation, unable to mobilize his Qi mechanism.
At best, he could retreat safely, but he would inevitably be somewhat embarrassed.
But if he appeared so embarrassed, how could he attract the two princes to willingly recruit him? And how could he naturally come into contact with the woman from White Tiger Hall? The latter seems to have other plans, still remaining in the Royal City, without leaving.
But creating such a spectacle, the Balman Royal City seems even more chaotic than imagined.
Wang Anfeng’s mind wandered slightly until someone repeatedly shouted, bringing him back to his senses. He saw a handsome young man in front, seemingly very angry, standing a dozen steps ahead, holding a sheathed longsword, angrily saying:
“What a madman.”
“Seeing the Sect Leader of Tian Qing condescend to come, you don’t kneel down to greet him, but wander your mind here?! Could it be you do not know the sharpness of this sword?”
The longsword in his hand gave a clang as it unsheathed directly, its cold gleam reflecting, resting on Wang Anfeng’s neck. Without moving chaotically, he tightly held the suddenly tense black and white little beast in his arms, preventing it from leaping out.
Then he glanced at the sword, merely smiling faintly:
“Sect Leader of Tian Qing? And who might this master be?”
“Breaking in through doors and windows, I thought there were such arrogant robbers in the grand Balman Royal City.”
“You!”
The words said plainly, but implied that the so-called Sect Leader of Tian Qing was just a bandit or brigand. The young man’s face turned fierce, about to swing his sword to teach Wang Anfeng a lesson, but someone called to stop him.
An elderly voice seemed to come from all directions in the room, chuckling:
“Sharp-tongued, quick-witted.”
“No wonder, being a person from the Central Plains, indeed different.”
Due to his injuries, Wang Anfeng looked pale, somewhat lacking energy, giving others the impression of indolence. He neither stood up and said:
“Since you have come, no need to use such high-level techniques to scare a scholar as weak as I am, who cannot even truss a chicken.”
The laughter turned intense, seeming quite amused, bursting into hearty laughter.
The sound was piercing, directly causing surrounding buildings to creak, and the bystanders or those watching from high places felt their eardrums ache, couldn’t help but cover their ears.
The laughter ceased after a long time, the old man said:
“With your status, you are not yet qualified to see what the old master looks like.”
“Visiting friends today, suddenly remembered you, this little worm, so I came to take a look. Though no martial arts, having such courage, it’s no wonder you dared to detoxify those poisoned by my Tian Qing Powder.”