Chapter 1060: Chapter 373: Muyin’s Desperate Path—Only We Can Help You, Qinghuang Elixir Pills, the Battle of Bashang (3)
From these words, you can tell that although Murong Yan is innocent, she is by no means ignorant of the current situation of the Town and the Murong Family.
After listening to these words, everyone in the hall had their expressions slightly changed.
Especially Murong Chui at the top, he immediately raised his head and gazed outside the hall, obviously sizing up the person outside.
Shangguan Qing and Shangguan Xing, just from these names, you can tell the position of the personal guard Murong Yan recently assembled.
Jinshan Town is well aware that Murong Chui dare not make any moves right now, which is why they are bold enough to blatantly send people over.
They injured two people, even severing Shangguan Xing’s arm.
This person definitely isn’t from Jinshan Town.
But what is the spy from Beishuo Wuchuan doing by being so high-profile now?
Murong Chui and everyone inside frowned.
“Interesting, Yan’er, call that person in and let’s have a look.”
Murong Yan nodded immediately after hearing her grandfather’s words, turned around, and shouted loudly to the outside of the hall: “Brother Yuwen, e in!”
Yuwen? Must be an alias.
Murong Chui and everyone inside furrowed their brows slightly, looking towards the outside.
Soon, a young man in black with a sharp countenance walked slowly from outside the hall, carrying a gigantic broad sword, smiling gently, and showing no nervousness in the face of everyone inside, even when locking eyes with Murong Chui at the top.
“So young!”
“Is he even thirty?”
Although everyone didn’t voice these thoughts, when they saw the young man’s appearance, the astonishment in their eyes was unequivocal.
Even Murong Chui was no exception.
“Definitely not over thirty, late-stage Cold Resistance, thirty-two mane strength, talent even stronger than Yan’er, impossible for the Three Towns to send such a genius as a spy. Not from the Three Towns, possibly not even from the Nine Towns.”
Murong Chui, with Xianyang-level cultivation, saw more than others. At the moment he discerned the cultivation and age of the man in black, a lot of things immediately came to his mind.
“Yuwen Dao, paying respect to Town Chief Murong, and greeting all the lords!”
The young man in black was naturally Yuwen Dao. He first bowed to Murong Chui at the top, then turned to salute everyone in the hall while discreetly sizing up all sixteen people inside.
“Yan’er truly brought me a great talent. I must thank you properly, but another day. Let grandfather and the uncles chat with this talent first; you go play elsewhere for a while, alright?”
Murong Yan probably deduced something, nodded sensibly after listening, said nothing, and turned to walk outside.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such an excellent talent. May I ask young brother Yuwen, where do you e from? What are your intentions approaching my granddaughter?”
Murong Chui, after a slight pliment, wasted no words and directly asked about Yuwen Dao’s background and intentions.
The gazes of everyone in the hall immediately focused on him, their expressions unconcealedly unfriendly, waiting for him to answer.
This reaction was unexpected for Yuwen Dao, but he quickly realized Murong Chui perceived him not to be one of the Nine Towns; he chose to waste no more time, raised his eyes to meet Murong Chui’s gaze, and cupped his hands with a smile:
“I apologize in advance to Town Chief Murong; my approach to your granddaughter was purely accidental without any intention. As for where I e from, that’s not important. What matters is what I can bring to Town Chief Murong!”
Murong Chui’s expression slightly darkened, nodding for him to continue.
“Town Chief Murong, the current Muyin Town has been thoroughly infiltrated by spies from the Three Towns, with its Lord ignorant and foolish, using the influence of Jinshan’s father-in-law to pete with you for power, bringing wolves into his home unwittingly; the Town City People are panicking, scattered like sand, everyone plotting their future paths. Forgive me for speaking bluntly, Muyin is now a ship riddled with leaks, on the verge of capsizing.”
“Bold words!”
“Who do you think you are, meddling in Muyin Town’s affairs?”
“Ignorant brat, cease your nonsense!”
………
Before Murong Chui could speak, a dozen people, including Murong Ping and Murong Yan, couldn’t help but angrily retort, and several hot-tempered ones even stood up, poised to act, evidently infuriated by Yuwen Dao’s words.
It seems none want the Town destroyed; there is still spirit to fight, which makes it easier to explain.
Seeing their reaction, Yuwen Dao’s eyes flashed with a hint of delight, but he coldly chuckled and continued, “If I am correct, the town’s situation is still within Town Chief Murong’s controllable range. You dare not move because you await the oute of the Bashang battle, hoping it will hold the Dajue Temple, allowing the Four Towns to aid Muyin, preventing absorption by the Northern Three Towns, isn’t that right?”
Upon hearing this, Murong Chui’s pupils condensed; even those recently furious fell silent, looking at Yuwen Dao with suspicion and surprise.
The opponent clearly knows far more than they imagined.
“Wishful thinking…”
After uttering these four words, Yuwen Dao paused briefly, then continued in a deep voice: “I dare assert this moment, the day Bashang erupts will be the day Wuchuan and Jinshan attack Muyin. By then, the only path for you is allegiance to Beishuo; yet, upon taking this road, Muyin Town will cease to exist, the Murong Family and everyone will from then on be reliant upon others…”
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