75: Wu Zhen is invincible in the world (Part 2)

Inside the Iron Eagle Gang's main hall, Lei Wen was gradually losing control of the situation, as all the newcomers were full of Aura.

Martial Alliance's Han Yue, like a tiger watching its prey from the mountain, observed with cold indifference, not caring about the struggle in the hall, only slightly dissatisfied with the Iron Eagle Gang.

Xie Tianhao, relying on the imperial court, intentionally or unintentionally forced the Iron Eagle Gang to take a stand, clearly intending to make Chen Cuo assist the imperial court.

Although the people led by the White Lotus Sect's demoness were not aggressive, they clearly harbored ill intentions.

There were also aristocratic families, who had financial dealings with the Iron Eagle Gang but were not true allies; they might even be eager to see them fall into misfortune to gain maximum benefits.

Several groups of people stood divided in the hall, each with their own thoughts, and the atmosphere instantly became delicate.

"Things have come to this, why hasn't Chief Chen appeared yet? If he doesn't make a decision soon, I'm afraid we'll have to fight to the death right here!"

Xie Tianhao truly spoke without shocking, directly throwing all the conflict onto Lei Wen. They didn't care about the Iron Eagle Gang's stance; they cared about Chen Cuo's choice.

Perhaps Chen Cuo himself had not anticipated that the value of the wealth he represented was far greater than he had estimated.

Everyone's gaze converged on Lei Wen. Lei Wen was very helpless; facing the aggressive and invasive gazes of many experts, he only regretted not having Cultivated harder.

This situation was entirely brought about by Chen Cuo, so of course he had to be the one to resolve it.

"Almost everyone is here; it's time to go and see!"

Chen Cuo rose and placed his last piece, then headed towards the main hall under his grandfather's somewhat resentful gaze.

"What an unfilial child, he doesn't even know to give way to an old man like me!" Fan Wufeng grumbled twice, then sat on a reclining chair, eating fruit and resting with his eyes closed.

Upon hearing this, Chen Cuo's mouth curved slightly upwards. He also had some understanding of the Dao of chess and had Awakened one or two minor talents to aid him.

His grandfather was a true character; sparring with him was just for fun, and winning or losing didn't matter.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

With a light sound of footsteps, Chen Cuo did not conceal his presence, completely disregarding the people present, and boldly sat down on the golden eagle chair at the head of the hall.

Everyone was surprised and uncertain; the experts in the hall all changed their expressions. The person on the main seat did not leak a single trace of Qi, appearing to be just an ordinary Mortal.

Everyone present was a leader in their respective forces, a renowned expert in the Martial Forest, not to mention the Divine Eye Constable was also present. Yet, everyone saw Xie Tianhao also looking dumbfounded, and all felt it was incredible.

Of course, such surprise was reasonable. Martial Dao Cultivation opens up Qi and blood Cultivation, and Martial Artists are all full of Qi and blood with strong Physical Bodies. The Iron Eagle Gang's business spans inside and outside the Qian Country, and there are countless instances of it being coveted. Yet, over the past five years, the number of souls lost to Chen Cuo's iron fists is countless.

A young man, powerful, and possessing immense wealth, Chen Cuo was already at the center of a storm. Such a person's every move should carry immense power, not be the 'Mortal' before them.

Xie Tianhao didn't believe it. He didn't believe anyone could hide their Qi so perfectly under his Divine Eye, nor was there any martial art that could conceal breath to such an extent. But as he watched Chen Cuo walk step by step to the main seat and sit down, a thought of extreme absurdity suddenly arose in his heart.

"Unless..."

After Chen Cuo sat down, a small white two-tailed fox suddenly jumped onto his lap and lay there. Chen Cuo gently stroked the little white fox's fur, and the scene immediately took on an eerie feeling.

Han Yue's pupils constricted slightly, and a hint of coldness appeared between his brows. Many people present were also greatly surprised, whispering among themselves.

During the Mountain Spirit incident, many people from other forces were involved, and even within the Martial Alliance, many escaped. The news of the white fox unusual beast being with the Mountain Spirit had already spread, and many Martial Artists present had heard this news.

Such a two-tailed white fox unusual beast is extremely rare; it is a heaven-sent blessing for the Qian Country to give birth to even one. Han Yue did not believe that the white fox here was another one. Didn't that mean his brother's death and the deaths of the Martial Alliance members were related to him?

Did it mean that the Mountain Spirit was in his hands?

But now that Chen Cuo wasn't hiding the white fox's tracks, what did he intend to do?

Was he not afraid of death? Or was it that...?