359: Seeking the devil (seeking monthly ticket)

The moment these words were uttered, the sobbing in the room instantly ceased, as if someone had suddenly been choked.

In front of the screen, Fang Mingyue, who was kneeling on the ground, weeping and accusing, had her eyes, clearly filled with resentment beneath her hair, suddenly freeze, then tremble like beads, flickering with disbelief and panic.

Her father, Fang Tangjing, stood to the side, and upon hearing the shocking words from behind the screen, his indifferent eyebrows couldn't help but twitch wildly, and his hands, hidden in his wide sleeves, subconsciously tightened.

Behind the screen, Fang Family Old Ancestor's originally cloudy eyes suddenly shot out a terrifying light, looking at Yu Qilin Jin Yu Mountain,

"Is this true?"

"This person actually dares to openly defy the Imperial Court?"

As he spoke, his neck moved slightly, with a hint of doubt, "Setting aside everything else, just the three Dragon Tiger Divine Ability users, their Void Realm projections, though their strength is less than one-tenth of their main bodies, are absolutely not something a Martial Treasury can contend with. Moreover, I heard this person only recently achieved the Martial Treasury Realm. I find it hard to believe."

Fang Shiqing was too aware of the terror of the Dragon Tiger Realm. A martial artist at this Realm had already comprehended the great power of creation, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, and shaking the heavens and earth was no exaggeration. This was the Realm he had pursued for decades.

It sounded like an alarmist statement!

Jin Yu Mountain knew this old fellow was a cunning old devil, but he had achieved his goal. Although this old fellow claimed not to believe it, he must have become suspicious in his heart, and Jin Yu Mountain didn't want to waste any more words.

"It's normal for Senior not to believe it. This battle had too many twists and turns, with various figures appearing, and it will soon cause a stir in Shu, and even in the Imperial Court. It's just that the news hasn't reached this remote county yet. I've said all I need to say; Senior can decide for himself."

"The three of us should avoid suspicion first!"

His tone was quick. He cupped his hands towards Fang Shiqing, and the other two immediately stood up, bowed, and prepared to leave, clearly not wanting to get involved in their affairs.

Fang Family Old Ancestor saw the behavior of these three from Tai Sui Mountain, and it was clearly not feigned. Furthermore, he was very familiar with Tai Sui Mountain's style of doing things; they were a group of fearless individuals who had carved out their own territory in Yan. For three Martial Treasuries to debate with this Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, there was truly no reason for them to deceive this old man.

Suddenly, his back straightened, he stopped coughing, and his expression became somewhat serious. He narrowed his eyes:

"Wait!"

"This old man is not senile yet!"

"As the three of you said, since such a person has arrived, why don't the three of you stay? Perhaps it could become a good story in the Jianghu. Moreover, what the three of us seek has probably already been known by this Zhonglang General. Sooner or later, we will have to deal with him, unless the three of you wish to give up now."

After speaking, Fang Shiqing's gaze slowly shifted, and he spoke to the figure standing outside the screen, "Tangjing, you personally go and invite him over!"

Outside the screen, Fang Tangjing immediately frowned, his tone rough, "Old Ancestor!"

To make him invite that guy, it was practically slapping him in the face.

But he saw his Old Ancestor's voice was calm, "You can lose the battle, but not the spirit. Get rid of that expression on your face. The bigger picture is important, do you understand? Otherwise, how can this old man confidently entrust the Fang Family to you in the future?"

Fang Tangjing's expression froze slightly, his face dark and rapidly shifting. Finally, he gritted his teeth, straightened his sleeves, and said, "Yes!"

With that, he turned to leave.

At this moment, Old Ancestor's faint voice sounded again, "Take her back. Crying like that is unseemly. Don't let the guests see a joke."

The voice was full of coldness and detachment.

Fang Mingyue, kneeling on the ground, felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue. She suddenly raised her head, filled with unwillingness, and quickly tried to crawl forward, crying out, "Old Ancestor, Mingyue is just trying to ease your worries..."

It was clearly something Old Ancestor had ordered, so why was she subjected to such humiliation and embarrassment? First, she was scolded by her father, then looked upon coldly by Old Ancestor. She didn't understand; she was so aggrieved she felt like going crazy.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a large hand pulled her arm, forcibly taking her away, and the noisy sound quickly disappeared.

In the room, behind the screen, the Yan Land Three Heroes, who had risen, had somewhat unnatural expressions after hearing Fang Shiqing's words.

What kind of Jianghu good story?

Before they came, they had sent Mad Saber to contact this Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, wanting to get acquainted with him, but they were given a hard time.

Now, meeting him, it felt somewhat awkward. But the three of them didn't want to give up on that ship.

Finally, they exchanged glances, said nothing, and sat back down.

Fang Family Old Ancestor saw their reaction, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes tightened upwards. Then he instructed a nearby attendant, "Go, have someone prepare more snacks!"

On the other side, in what was originally Fang Mingyue's room, Fang Tangjing stood in front of the closed door, his face gloomy and uncertain.

In other parts of the inn, gazes like needles pricked him, making his heart burn. He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to push the door open directly, but suddenly paused. Then his expression darkened; he saw his raised hand turn over, as if doing something shameful, and he bent his five fingers into a knocking posture.

The surrounding gazes clearly became surprised, and this made the dignified head of the Fang Family's main branch, who had entered the Martial Treasury Realm, almost go crazy. He just couldn't bring himself to knock on that door.

Just then, with a "creak," the door opened, revealing Chen Yuan in a green robe!

"Your Excellency, why do you knock on a door like a little girl?" Chen Yuan's eyebrows lifted from beneath his bamboo hat.

"You..." Fang Tangjing's face was ashen, but he could only suppress his anger, saying stiffly, "My Fang Family Old Ancestor wants to see you!"

"Lead the way!"

Chen Yuan smiled and spoke.

Fang Tangjing, being ordered around like an inn servant, had no choice but to huff, flick his sleeve, and turn around.

Soon, the two went up to the sixth floor, in front of that private room.

"Old Ancestor is inside!"

Fang Tangjing stepped aside.

Chen Yuan was not polite and directly pushed the door open. When he stepped inside, he saw that it was pitch black, despite being daytime.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly,

"Why is it so dark in broad daylight? Can Your Excellency see clearly?"

As he spoke, the golden vertical eye between his brows suddenly opened, shooting out a golden light that streaked into the darkness.

The golden light cut through the darkness like tearing through the night. Soon, the room became bright.

The room had no superfluous furnishings. In the center was a screen with the character 'Stillness', behind which figures appeared, more than one person.

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

At this moment, an old laugh also arose at the appropriate time.

"Indeed, a great reputation is not without substance. This old man is Fang Shiqing. I invite Ninth Zhonglang to come here for a talk!"

The voice came from behind the screen.

Chen Yuan said nothing more and stepped forward.

However, the screen three zhang away in front of him seemed like a distant mountain.

Chen Yuan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve back, stirring ripples in space, then stepped directly behind the screen, where he saw the so-called Fang Family Old Ancestor and three "acquaintances."

The Yan Land Three Heroes stood up at this time and cupped their hands. Mad Saber Yuwen Guang's expression was a bit unnatural, but he hid it well, speaking first, then waving his hand,

"Ninth Zhonglang, still well!"

"I didn't expect to meet again after yesterday's farewell."

"These are my two elder brothers."

"Jin Yu Mountain!" Yu Qilin, in a scholar's robe, had a gentle, smiling expression. He stood up, cupped his hands, and introduced himself.

"Huyan Qing. Zhonglang Chen, your battle at Tianxiong Pass was truly courageous; it was exhilarating to witness!" The burly man with the full beard seemed quite fond of Chen Yuan, his voice loud and somewhat enthusiastic.

Both had seen Chen Yuan from afar, and Chen Yuan had also seen the three of them.

The three stood up and bowed when they saw Chen Yuan, showing proper courtesy, and Chen Yuan also nodded, returning the greeting.

Only Fang Family Old Ancestor, seated at the head, remained steady. He laughed like a broken bellows, "It seems this old man is truly getting old. I never expected the Zhonglang General, famous throughout Shu, to be so young. Truly, the younger generation is formidable."

"Please sit!"

When this old fella spoke, there was a hint of condescension, immediately calling him 'youngster' without mentioning the earlier probing.

The Yan Land Three Heroes exchanged glances, secretly complaining. Given Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General's identity and status, you arrange his seat below yours.

Chen Yuan simply sat down.

And Fang Shiqing's tone was slow, as if he was out of breath, "May I ask, Ninth Zhonglang, what brings you here?"

"A Human Devil appeared in the county. I came to ask if the Senior has seen him!" (End of Chapter)