"Boss is back! The situation is stable now, lights are on, no need to flee even if the enemy is fierce."
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"The rookies who have just joined us, keep it short. If our friends on the road aren’t careful, we’ll greet them with a bullet and a blade!"
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"Newcors who still can’t speak the lingo, can only go ’Shit, shit’?"
Watching Jiang Dali ride the Demon Hawk and gradually descend, the whole Black Wind Village suddenly buzzed with activity.
The native mountain bandits spoke in their jargon, actively preparing for battle, ready for the sneak attack.
The new players, not understanding the slang, were also infected by the atmosphere, excitedly enthusiastic.
For the players, having Murong Fu arrive with the Murong Family servants and other sects like the Wudang Sect and Huashan Sect was a matter of great prestige.
Though risky, they were confident that with Jiang Dali’s return, everything could be resolved.
But for the native mountain bandits, the arrival of renowned experts from the Murong Family and reputable sects like the Wudang and Huashan could spell disaster, extrely dangerous.
Despite the Murong Family’s ostensible purpose of giving a hefty gift to show goodwill.
But the native mountain bandits, being veterans of the Martial World, knew well enough that no pie falls from the sky without danger lurking.
Thus, not a single native mountain bandit was dazzled by wealth; all had been prepared for a long ti, secretly ready for battle.
"Squawk—"
The Demon Hawk let out a long cry.
Its wings flapping, it landed amid a gust of wind.
On its back, Jiang Dali, with a stature as imposing as a small mountain, cradled Wang Yuyan, catching the eyes of countless players and the likes of Murong Fu.
Murong Fu and others’ faces changed color, Bao Butong and Feng Boe were about to step forward and angrily demand Jiang Dali release Wang Yuyan.
However, Murong Fu quickly raised his hand to stop them, still wearing a cordial smile, showing no slight unease, and stepped forward calmly.
The players instantly burst into whistles, shouting "Welco village chief back," while whispering among themselves.
Seeing Jiang Dali holding Wang Yuyan, yet the absence of Dongfang Bubai in red clothes on the back of the Demon Hawk, so even wanted to cry.
"Damn it! Damn it! I bet ten silver on Sect Leader Dongfang at Chimaera’s bookmakers, but now, the village chief brought back Wang Yuyan instead. Where is Sect Leader Dongfang?"
"Ha ha ha, I told you the village chief would never fancy a man, definitely prefers won, especially beautiful ones, otherwise how could I have a chance to take advantage?"
"Incredible, Wang Yuyan managed to turn our already bent village chief back!"
"Murong Fu is cuckolded! Ha ha ha ha!"
"It’s not scary to be cuckolded, it’s scary to pretend not to be!"
Amidst the players’ whispering discussions, Murong Fu had already taken the initiative with the Four Great House Generals to greet them.
Seeing Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan imdiately tried to break free from Jiang Dali’s arms, crying out, "Cousin! Cousin, you finally ca."
As soon as she uttered these words, thinking about the days since Jiang Dali had captured her, she couldn’t help but have tears swirl in her eyes.
Suddenly, she began to cry, a pitiful sight with tearful eyes.
Murong Fu felt a pang in his heart and anger rose.
However, rembering the purpose of his visit, he forcibly suppressed it, still smiling, though inwardly cursing.
"Murong Fu, oh Murong Fu, you must endure this humiliation for the sake of the family’s grand cause, even if it ans sacrificing your cousin’s happiness.
As long as I can persuade the Green Forest Dominator of Hui State, the Black Wind Village Chief, to support our Murong Family, the hope of Great Yan’s revival gains another point. What does a bit of romantic love count for in comparison?
Cousin, cousin, I can only aggrieve you for now, once my grand cause is accomplished, I must make this Black Wind Village Chief pay dearly..."
With that thought, in a flash.
Murong Fu again stopped the nearly explosive Four Great House Guards, ignoring Wang Yuyan’s tear-stained pitiful look, he walked up with a loud laugh, and addressing Jiang Dali, who had leapt down with Wang Yuyan, bowed his fist.
"Master Jiang, I’m Murong Fu from Jiangnan Murong Family. I’ve long heard of your great na as the Black Wind Village Chief. Seeing you today, as imposing as you are, truly lives up to your reputation.
And my cousin, these past days, I owe you many thanks for taking good care of her."
The mont Jiang Dali leaped down, he splashed water from a puddle, so of it splashing towards Murong Fu.
Murong Fu kept his smile, released his True Qi from his feet, his robe fluttering, the splashing water divided and slid to the ground on its own.
"Heh heh heh..."
Jiang Dali looked at Murong Fu, who was bowing and acting like a gallant gentleman of the Martial World, chuckled, and nodded, "Fair said, fair said. I didn’t expect you, Murong Fu, to be quite the savvy one.
I beat your Three Great House Guards, toyed with your dearly beloved little cousin for days, and yet you understand my might, not holding a grudge against this rough man. Impressive, impressive!"
With that, even the poised Murong Fu stiffened instantly, slightly sinking.
Wang Yuyan’s face drained from color, ignoring her sadness that Murong Fu wasn’t looking at her, she hastily explained, "Cousin, no, I wasn’t toyed with by this great villain, don’t listen to his nonsense!"
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