Chapter 69 Oh no! This guy's a bootlicker!

After a long while, Wang Ping finally finished vomiting and stood up.

Judging by his complexion, he seemed to have recovered quite a bit.

Letting out a long breath, Wang Ping nodded and said bitterly:

"Great Hero Yan is right. If Qi Yong acts first, he can't blame me for retaliating. That bitch Shen Panpan, actually keeping company with such an old geezer, she deserves this end!"

Yan Chu looked at him with a smirk: "Your mindset shifts quite quickly!"

"You aren't harboring any secret agendas, waiting for a chance to retaliate, are you?"

"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"

Wang Ping's face changed drastically in fear, and he hurriedly waved his hands, fawning:

"How would I dare to be disrespectful to you?"

"From now on, I am but a dog by your side. You can order me around however you please; this humble one would never dare to have any ulterior motives!"

"Heh!"

Yan Chu stood up and patted Wang Ping on the shoulder:

"Even if you have ulterior motives, I'm not afraid. I helped you remove a hat, and as a reward, you will take me to the headquarters of the Raging Flood Dragon Gang. While you're at it, list all the experts of the Raging Flood Dragon Gang for me!"

Wang Ping's expression was one of shock: "Are you thinking of…?"

"Enough nonsense! Just lead the way!"

"Yes!"

Wang Ping dared not ask more, but his heart was already churning with tumultuous waves.

Listening to this god of slaughter, it seemed he wanted to wipe out the entire Raging Flood Dragon Gang?

The Raging Flood Dragon Gang had stood in Longhua Prefecture for decades, with experts as numerous as clouds. Was it going to meet its end today?

Wang Ping felt no sense of guilt.

Although he was the Personal Disciple of the gang leader, his status as a Disciple was far inferior to that of his Senior Brother and Junior Sister, and he didn't feel much gratitude toward his Master.

Not to mention that his Master, Qi Yong, had even taken the Junior Sister he secretly loved!

Let alone expecting him to hold any respect for his Master.

Furthermore, this Blade Demon before him had such a heavy bloodlust; if he dared to refuse the other party's request, the two corpses nearby would likely be his fate.

In this situation, even his own father would have to step aside.

Let alone a Master?

Given the terrifying strength Yan Chu had displayed, if he could curry favor with him, with the other party's support, he might even be able to become the gang leader himself.

As for avenging the Junior Sister?

That was complete nonsense!

At most, when playing with other women in the future, he could call out her name a few more times; that would count as a remembrance!

Various thoughts flashed through Wang Ping's mind, and the previous bitterness had completely faded, replaced by a smile looking forward to the future.

It had to be said, he was quite good at self-consolation!

Yan Chu waved his hand, dissipating the True Qi barrier. Wang Ping stood behind him in a fawning manner, while the people in the restaurant looked at him with faces full of awe.

"Young Master!"

Liu Dayuan respectfully stepped forward: "My life was saved by you. From now on, let me follow you. I know quite a bit of news in Jianghu; it might be useful to you."

"As you wish!"

Yan Chu waved his hand indifferently and walked out of the restaurant. As if weightless, he drifted lightly onto a treetop and disappeared ahead in just a few steps.

Liu Dayuan's expression brightened, and he hurriedly followed.

Wang Ping was even faster; unleashing his light footwork, he tried his utmost to keep up with Yan Chu's pace.

"Oh no! This is a lackey!"

Liu Dayuan understood some physiognomy, and as soon as he saw Wang Ping, he felt something was wrong.

Especially seeing him standing fawningly behind Yan Chu just now—that expression, those movements—could not be learned; it must be innate!

He could not let this lackey's status surpass his own!

Thinking of this, Liu Dayuan sprinted at full speed.

Unfortunately, his cultivation was too poor, only at the Late Stage of the Viscera Realm.

Yan Chu was just traveling leisurely. Even Wang Ping, who was in the Qi Sea Realm, could only trail far behind while giving chase at full speed, and Liu Dayuan couldn't keep up with the two of them at all.

The Raging Flood Dragon Gang's headquarters was located on the lower reaches of the Yang River, situated in a canyon by the river, hundreds of miles away from this place.

If Yan Chu were to dash at full speed, he would arrive in no time.

However, with two stragglers behind him, he slowed down his pace, just right for leisurely enjoying the scenery on both sides.

Anyway, the people of the Raging Flood Dragon Gang were right there; they couldn't run away.

But just after leaving the restaurant, before they had gone very far...

Boom!

A long iron staff smashed horizontally from below. The pitch-black staff shadow kicked up a gust of wind, and the tree Yan Chu had just landed on instantly turned into powder.

His expression did not change in the slightest.

Massive True Qi gathered, and a fist imprint the size of a millstone blasted out.

Bang!

The fist light and the staff shadow collided, kicking up a huge wave of Qi that swept away stones and vegetation within a radius of several zhang, sending dust billowing.

"Eh?"

The person who attacked had a rough voice and a tone of surprise.

He had been hiding here in wait, just wanting to catch Yan Chu off guard; he didn't expect this strike to be blocked.

This person's perception was actually this sensitive?

Yan Chu landed and flicked his sleeve, immediately clearing away the billowing dust, revealing two figures.

The one on the left was a short and sturdy middle-aged man, extremely ugly in appearance, resembling an ape.

However, his arms were thick and long, and he was holding a thick iron staff; he was the one who had attacked just now.

The one on the right was a tall and thin young man, looking to be about thirty years old, with a long saber strapped to his waist, and he was looking at him with a suspicious and uncertain expression.

"Who are you?"

"How dare you attack our Young Master?"

"Are you tired of living?!"

Before Yan Chu could speak, a shout came from behind him.

Wang Ping stomped hard on a tree trunk and landed beside Yan Chu, not even stopping to catch his breath before cursing loudly:

"I think you are truly tired of living! Daring to attack our Young Master, if you have the guts, state your names!"

"If I don't greet all the female relatives in your families, I won't be surnamed Wang!"

At this moment, Liu Dayuan also caught up from behind.

Seeing these two, he said with a grave expression:

"Don't talk nonsense, this person is the Six Doors Captain Bai Shaofeng!"

Wang Ping looked at the tall and thin young man and was startled at first, but then immediately reacted:

"So what if he's a Six Doors Captain? Daring to attack the Young Master still means death!"

"The Young Master's martial arts are peerless. Never mind a Captain, even if the Commander Ma Qingzong came, he would have to kneel obediently before the Young Master!"

Liu Dayuan was speechless.

He hadn't misjudged; this was indeed a sycophant!

Although he didn't know why he had never heard of this person's name before, it seemed now that his genes had awakened.

Bai Shaofeng had originally been unable to see through Yan Chu's strength, but upon hearing Wang Ping's words, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He immediately looked over coldly, his eyes like killing knives.

Wang Ping snorted coldly and stared directly back, even puffing out his chest, though his eyes couldn't help but glance toward Yan Chu.

Sure enough, Yan Chu's expression seemed quite satisfied with his performance.

His chest puffed out even higher as he looked provocatively at Bai Shaofeng.

Yan Chu looked at the two and frowned slightly:

"What? Does the Six Doors want to have a showdown with me now?"

"Then you'll have to wait in line, there's already a queue in front!"

"Heh!"

The long-armed middle-aged man shook his head: "Kid, this time it was my negligence. I didn't expect your strength to be quite good, but you are exactly the same as the rumors say—truly arrogant!"

Bai Shaofeng interjected: "Yan Chu, this is Mr. Yuan Ye, an attendant to the 'Gentleman Sword' Young Master Yue. We didn't come here today to fight you. Put this person down, and you can leave on your own."

He pointed at Wang Ping beside him.