Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 184 - 114 Gathering of Tycoons, Ruirui Goes Missing

"The Fishing Guild’s Southern Leader has arrived!"

Following the shout of the greeter outside, Peng Shizhong imdiately straightened his clothes, then turned to Chen Jie and Zhou Chu behind him, "Stick close to , and don’t speak out of turn."

"Yes!"

At that mont, Chen Jie and Zhou Chu both wore serious expressions. They might dare to relax a bit around others, but faced with this most prominent figure of Mianshui, they certainly would not dare.

They obediently followed Peng Shizhong to the gate to welco the Guild Leader.

Approaching the gate, Chen Jie and others saw an extrely luxurious carriage. The most eye-catching feature of the carriage was that it was drawn by two upper-class horses.

You should know that the luxury of the carriage at ground level depended on its size or the extravagance of its interior.

But at the level of a Hall Master, the interior features would have already been top-notch among civilians. At this point, what differentiated status was the horses. In Mianshui County, the rule was that a Hall Master could at most use one horse to draw the carriage.

Ascending to the level of a Gang Leader, it was a matter of having a team of two horses.

In Mianshui County, only three people were allowed to have their carriages pulled by two horses: the Fishing Guild Leader, the Guild Cao Leader, and the Mianshui County Magistrate.

Hence, as soon as this carriage arrived, it was imdiately surrounded by people, with two riders on tall horses following behind the carriage.

At this, Zhou Chu whispered, "Those two horsen, they’re both big shots. The one on the left is Eagle Hall Master Qin Ying, and the one on the right is the Gang Leader’s advisor and Inner Hall Master, Tang Ziyue!"

Hearing this, Chen Jie said, "Quite the gathering of talent today."

Zhou Chu replied, "Just wait and see, I bet there’ll be more."

Chen Jie narrowed his eyes. He recognized this Qin Ying from Eagle Hall, one of the special trio nad Eagle, Tiger, and Leopard amongst the Thirteen Grand Protectors. His strength had also reached the Energy Transformation Level, and his eagle claws were invincible.

Tang Ziyue, however, was not among the Thirteen Grand Protectors.

But if you included Guild Leader Nan Batian, that would make two of the Fishing Guild’s Thirteen Grand Protectors present.

It was evident from this that the Fishing Guild was indeed the largest guild, as they possessed as many as three high-level masters equivalent to the Thirteen Grand Protectors.

No, that was incorrect. There should be five, including Nan Batian, Peng Shizhong the fisherman, and the Eagle, Tiger, and Leopard trio. However, the three brothers’ power was slightly inferior since they had entered the Energy Transformation Level through so special cultivation techniques, making them not as strong.

In a one-on-one fight, except for Qin Ying who had so real strength, the Tiger and Leopard brothers were almost at the bottom of the Energy Transformation Level.

But these brothers had a set of combined strikes that were extrely powerful, and when tead up, they were no weaker than any mber of the Thirteen Grand Protectors.

At this ti, Peng Shizhong and his party were standing at the entrance waiting when they saw the curtain of the carriage lift, and a man with a dignified face stepped down.

Upon seeing this man, everyone around greeted him, "Southern Leader!"

Nan Batian had a smile on his face as he returned each ceremonial greeting one by one.

Stepping down from the carriage, he walked towards White Tiger Hall and then saw Peng Shizhong.

After exchanging a glance, a peculiar atmosphere erged between them, but in the end, it was Peng Shizhong who greeted first, "Gang Leader."

"Senior Brother, please rise. We are brothers; why stand on ceremony!"

Seeing Peng Shizhong taking the initiative to salute, Nan Batian’s face imdiately broke into a smile, "Ha ha ha... Senior Brother, I heard you’ve taken in two adoptive sons. I, as their martial uncle, have to co and show support. Oh, these two must be the Qilin’er that Senior Brother has set his sights on."

Hearing this, Nan Batian turned his gaze towards Chen Jie and Zhou Chu.

Chen Jie and Zhou Chu imdiately greeted him, "We’ve seen the Gang Leader."

Nan Batian smiled amiably, "No need for formalities. You are Senior Brother Peng’s adoptive sons, my martial nephews, all one family; don’t be constrained."

Hearing this, Chen Jie and Zhou Chu both continuously bowed their fists.

However, nobody dared to take Nan Batian’s words to heart. It was all well and good for him to be polite, but if you really saw yourself as his martial nephew, you’d be a fool.

At this mont, Nan Batian looked at Chen Jie and said, "You must be Chen Jiu Si."

"Gang Leader!"

Chen Jie greeted him with great respect, and Nan Batian smiled, "No need to be so formal. I once had the fortune of eting Mr. Chen (Chen Jiusi’s grandfather), the renowned physician. It was Mr. Chen who cured my master’s injuries."

"It is my ancestors’ honor to be rembered by the Gang Leader."

"Haha, no need for such. I’ve also heard that you are a disciple of Mr. Bai Wenjing?"

Chen Jie replied, "I am insufficiently skilled and have shad my master."

Upon hearing this, Nan Batian looked at Peng Shizhong and said, "Senior Brother, your disciple is very modest, reminiscent of your own style from back in the day."

Peng Shizhong replied, "Indeed. One must be respectful to one’s elders, although he lacks so of the casual grace you had in your youth, Junior Brother."

The two n exchanged a smile, and then Nan Batian turned his attention to Zhou Chu, who was keeping his head down and looking sheepish.

Nan Batian said, "Eh, isn’t this Elder Sun’s son-in-law Zhou Chu? Why are you looking down? Lift up your head!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chu reluctantly raised his head, making eye contact with Nan Batian.

"What’s with your eyes?"

Nan Batian, seeing the comical sight that was Zhou Chu, couldn’t help but curl his lips into a slight smile.

Zhou Chu said, "Born this way, your laughter is appreciated, Gang Leader."

Nan Batian laughed, "Good, a person of distinction often has a distinctive appearance. I’ve heard in the Sichuan region, there’s a bear, black and white in color, with inky black eyes, believed to have once been the mount of Chiyou, the ancient deity. The people of Shu call it the Black-eyed Bear."

"Your look is sowhat similar to it, about seventy percent, I would say. How about we dub you ’Black-eyed Bear’?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd imdiately burst into applause, for in Jianghu it was customary to take on a nickna that reflected one’s identity.