Martial Peak

Huo Xing Chen was clearly not optimistic about Yang Kai, “Doesn’t your mother come from the Dong Family? Why didn’t I see them with you at the South Gate? Don’t they care about you?”

Right now, if there was the support of a first-class family, the situation probably wouldn’t be so worrying.

“They’ll come,” Yang Kai grinned deviously, “Just not today!”

“What do you mean?” This time it was Qiu Yi Meng’s turn to be stunned. From Yang Kai’s smile, she smelled a hint of conspiracy, but as intelligent as she was, she still couldn’t figure what kind of snake oil Yang Kai was selling.

“All of you can attend to your own business, today there’ll be nothing for you to worry about. Men will block the enemy and earth will block the water.” Yang Kai casually said, leading Qu Gao Yi and Ying Jiu into the mansion.

“Why you…” Qiu Yi Meng followed a few steps, but seeing Yang Kai striding away, not even glancing back, she suddenly couldn’t help feeling annoyed, angrily stomping her foot a few times as she ground her teeth.

She was even more certain now that Yang Kai was plotting something, but simply refused to explain anything to her at all, causing Qiu Yi Meng to feel a sense of frustration.

Every time she was facing Yang Kai, she was led around by her nose, always unable to gain the upper hand, she simply couldn’t grasp what he was thinking or what he would do next.

[As sly as a fox!] Qiu Yi Meng silently cursed to herself.

Standing bitterly in the same place for a while, Qiu Yi Meng eventually snorted once before heading off to arrange her Autumn Rain Hall’s defense. Although there were no masters in the Autumn Rain Hall, it was still possible for them to lay down some traps around the perimeter.

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War City. Grand Origin Restaurant.

The restaurant was in full swing, customers coming and going, keeping the waiters constantly busy.

gathered inside War City. This was the battlefield of the Yang Family, naturally there were some who had come here early to

fatty, around twenty six years old sat drinking

there staring off into the distance, like they had been stunned and were in a daze. The two old men seemed unremarkable, motionless, squinting like they were

too much were telling tales of what had happened outside the Central Capital’s South Gate

man sat there listening to these words, after a long time, one of the old men said, “Young Master,

power from the Huo Family, supporting him, Yang

we really not

angrily, his expression quite helpless, “But that little brat sent me a letter two days ago telling

intervene?” The old man who spoke first asked in confusion, “Does that mean Young Lord Kai thinks that without any additional strength, he can cope with the impending danger? My Dong Family is bound by marriage with the Fourth Master and Young Master and Young Lord Kai are cousins. Now that he is facing difficulties, we should render him

the Dong Family’s Dong Qing Han, and the two old men were

Qing Han shook his head lightly, “Only the Heavens know what that smelly brat is up to. I also heard that the two Blood Warriors with him are seriously wounded and currently can’t use even half of their full strength. I

master has also had some dealings with the two Blood Warriors beside Young Lord Kai, and I know for a fact that both of

were to engage in a life or death battle with

“Both of us old masters have lower cultivations than those two by a single minor realm. If they were at their peak, even if only one of them displayed their Mad Tyrant Blood Skill, killing us would be as easy as flipping their hand, but as of now…

“The Yang Family really lives up to its reputation. With that Mad Tyrant Blood

to overdraw their vitality, most of the Yang Family’s

Guard also nodded sternly in

doesn’t want me to intervene, he must have his own arrangements. We’ll wait here for a day and then go to his place tomorrow to ask him what this was all about.” Dong Qing Han spoke casually, seemingly not worried about whether Yang Kai would survive tonight or

what Young Lord Kai had said in the letter he had sent to their

different restaurant,

sat looking out the window in front of him. This youth was approximately twenty three years old with a handsome appearance. At the moment, like Dong Qing Han, he too was

Yang Kai. Now that he has arrived in War City, should we not go

restaurant all saying that Yang Kai will be eliminated tonight? Although the things that I, Lu Song, have brought this time are not priceless, but they are still good things. If we were to send them to him now, wouldn’t that be like trying to beat a dog with a meat bun? What use would that