65: Chapter 65 Citywide Role-Playing

"What? How is that possible? Young Master Chen only went to Wind Cliff Mountain to practice swordplay three days ago. I was so bummed that I was in seclusion that day and missed it."

"Exactly. As everyone knows, every time Young Master Chen comes back from practicing swordplay, he gets grounded by the City Lord of Dan City for seven days. It's only been three days, how could he be out? You've probably been tricked."

"Impossible! My great-uncle's father-in-law's grand-nephew-in-law is a guard at the City Lord's Residence. He saw Young Master Chen come out of the City Lord's Residence with his own eyes. There's no way he's wrong!"

"I can vouch for that. He really does have a distant relative who is a guard at the City Lord's Residence; we even ate together a few years ago."

"How about we go to Wind Cliff Mountain and check out the situation?"

"Let's go, let's go! If Young Master Chen is really there, Wind Cliff Mountain is definitely safe right now. If we miss this, who knows when the next time will be!"

"Right, let's go see first. If it's fake news, we just won't enter the mountain."

As the group of five led by Luo Yunkai just entered the city, they saw a group of Cultivators, clearly dressed as Loose Cultivators, heading out of the city.

Their group of five, walking in the opposite direction, stood out prominently.

However, because of the luxurious robes they were wearing, the Loose Cultivators, even while rushing out, didn't bump into any of them.

This made it impossible for Xiao Tian to find someone to ask what was going on.

He watched, bewildered, as the backs of the Loose Cultivators disappeared at the city gate. "What are these Cultivators going to do? Could it be that they discovered some Heaven And Earth Treasure?"

Su Xin sneered, "If it were a Heaven And Earth Treasure, it wouldn't involve these Loose Cultivators; they wouldn't even be able to hear the news."

Ye Fan nodded in agreement.

Luo Yunkai stroked his beard and looked pointedly at Jin Fugui, who had the corners of his mouth upturned. "Jin Fugui, you know, don't you?"

Jin Fugui snapped his golden fan shut and tapped it against his left palm. "Uncle Luo, you have a Wisdom Eye."

Several pairs of eyes turned in unison to look at Jin Fugui.

Jin Fugui kept them in suspense, saying, "Follow them, and you'll know."

Su Xin's eyes narrowed slightly; that expression meant he wanted to watch the fun.

He had a certain guess in his heart.

Su Xin looked around and found that, besides Brother Tian, his father and Brother Fan both had thoughtful expressions.

The three of them exchanged glances, and Luo Yunkai said, "Alright, then let's follow them and take a look!"

Jin Fugui was very impatient, not hiding the expression of wanting to watch the fun on his face at all.

Even Xiao Tian could see some clues.

Being able to make Big Brother Jin take them with such an expression of wanting to watch the fun...

A flash of inspiration struck Xiao Tian. "Is it related to Big Brother Xuanfeng?"

Jin Fugui knew he would be guessed, and nodded. "Yes!"

Xiao Tian was now a bit impatient; throwing Jin Fugui's expression of wanting to watch the fun to the back of his mind, he rushed out excitedly.

He blended perfectly into the group of Loose Cultivators.

The four of them, Luo Yunkai and the others, were leisurely and not in a hurry.

Most Loose Cultivators couldn't keep up with Xiao Tian's speed, and he soon rushed to the very front.

He saw those Loose Cultivators disappear into the mountain forest, but they didn't go deep; they hid behind grass or rocks, and some were hiding in the trees.

Xiao Tian's eyes narrowed. What did these people mean?

An ambush?

Anger rose in his heart.

Could it be that just because his Big Brother Xuanfeng was not favored by his grandfather and mother, these Loose Cultivators could secretly ambush him?

Xiao Tian's eyes, full of anger, swept over the Loose Cultivators hiding in the corners one by one, and arcs of lightning began to flash on his body.

"Oh? Such powerful Thunder Spiritual Power."

When Chen Xuanfeng flew over Xiao Tian's head on his Flying Sword, he noticed the dense Thunder Spiritual Power below and stopped out of curiosity.

Seeing that Chen Xuanfeng had really come, the Loose Cultivators in the shadows scattered instantly and surged toward the inner circle of Wind Cliff Mountain.

"We've hit the jackpot!"

Xiao Tian was stunned, the lightning arcs on his body flickering on and off.

"What? Why did they all run away?"

Chen Xuanfeng descended on his Flying Sword and hovered directly behind Xiao Tian, his left hand behind his back and his right hand placed on his front abdomen, looking like an expert from the outside world.

"You, not bad."

Xiao Tian was startled and turned around abruptly, only to see a white-robed Cultivator hovering on a Flying Sword one meter above the ground ten meters behind him, though he didn't know when he had arrived.

The white-robed Cultivator had a handsome face and a calm expression; his eyes were as still as cold stars, making one immediately associate the three words "You, not bad," spoken with approval, with him.

Simply put, it was...

That's right, it's this pretentious guy!

"Have you learned swordplay?" Chen Xuanfeng saw that he had intimidated Xiao Tian with just one look, was very pleased with himself, yet he still maintained his airs and asked condescendingly.

Xiao Tian shook his head blankly. "No."

Chen Xuanfeng sighed instantly and murmured, "As expected? The Dao of the sword is a lonely path for the strong; I shouldn't have expected to have a companion."

"Farewell!"

Chen Xuanfeng bowed with smooth, flowing movements and left, stepping on his Flying Sword and rushing straight into the Wind Cliff Mountain forest, disappearing into the trees.

Xiao Tian was completely taken aback, scratching the back of his head. "What did Big Brother Xuanfeng mean? Is he very lonely?"

"Pfft!" Jin Fugui couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xiao Tian locked onto Jin Fugui a thousand meters away, stomped his back foot, and lightning arcs flashed behind his foot, instantly electrocuting a scorched pit one fist deep into the ground.

"Boom!"

Xiao Tian flew out like a cannonball being launched.

"Boom!"

Xiao Tian slammed down in front of Jin Fugui, kicking up dust.

"Swish!"

Jin Fugui decisively opened his golden fan and fanned it rapidly in front of his nose and mouth, retreating repeatedly.

Amidst the flying dust, Xiao Tian stepped out, and the smile on Jin Fugui's face faded rapidly.

"Big Brother Jin, tell me honestly, is Big Brother Xuanfeng's life worse than I imagined?"

Jin Fugui met Xiao Tian's serious gaze and suddenly felt a bit guilty.

He was truly bullying an honest person.

"Ahem, no, Chen Xuanfeng is, after all, the grandson of the City Lord of Dan City."

But Xiao Tian didn't believe it.

When he looked at Big Brother Xuanfeng, he felt that everything about him was strange and awkward.

And he was very lonely!

"Big Brother Xuanfeng must be having a very hard time!"

Xiao Tian thought about his own days at the Chengen Marquiss Residence.

He was at least someone Xiao Yueqing had begged for, and he had lived such unbearable days; Big Brother Xuanfeng's birth was not favored by his mother at all, so it must be even worse!

When Luo Yunkai saw the expression on his silly son Xiao Tian's face, he knew that he was projecting his own experiences onto others.

He glared at Jin Fugui; he really loved watching the fun without fearing it was too big!

Jin Fugui shrugged helplessly. Well, he wouldn't be able to see the shocked and incredulous expressions on Uncle Luo and the others' faces.

"Brother Tian, your Big Brother Xuanfeng really isn't as pitiful as you think. His status might not be high elsewhere, but in Dan City, he is the crown prince. All the Loose Cultivators in Dan City have to cooperate with his roleplay every few days."

"Roleplay?" Su Xin pondered the meaning of these words; why didn't he quite understand?

Thinking of that scene, Jin Fugui couldn't help but laugh, snorting and chuckling.

"That guy Chen Xuanfeng, how should I put it, really likes to show off."

Luo Yunkai narrowed his eyes. What kind of talk is that? That's my son!

Jin Fugui smiled. "Uncle Luo, don't look at me like that; everything I said is the truth!"

"If you don't believe me, we'll know once we enter the mountain."