Urban Carefree Warrior God Chapter 745 745: 746

After brewing for half the day, a heavy snow began to fall.

The snow fell furiously. In less than half an hour, every high-rise, small courtyard, street, and alley was covered in a blanket of white. The occasional line of footprints would appear, only to quickly vanish again into the vast whiteness.

Chen Yang walked alone on the street, letting the wind and snow brush across his face.

At this mont, talk about the annihilation of the Wang Family and its countless casualties was causing a clamor throughout the outside world. So said the Wang Family got what it deserved. Others claid that the Forr Supre Martial Commander was cruel and bloodthirsty, teetering on the brink of madness and about to plumt into the abyss.

Chen Yang turned a deaf ear. He could not silence the wagging tongues of the world, nor could the masses stop his slaughter.

Bloodthirsty or mad, it made no difference. I, Chen Yang, had a clear conscience before heaven, earth, and this world.

Qin Hao had gone to Xiaofeng's place. Once a person finds love, the trajectory of their life inevitably changes. He had intended to wander the world with his sword, but now he had fallen into the embrace of love.

「The next day.」

The sky was gloomy, and the snow continued to fall. With Qin Qiu absent, Yang Hu was once again responsible for Chen Yang's three daily als.

After breakfast, the two sat in the pavilion. A pot of hot tea stead between them, its warmth pushing back the biting cold in the air.

"Boss, news from the Elders' Court," Yang Hu said plainly, pouring a cup of hot tea for Chen Yang. "The Falcon Master is hosting a banquet and has extended a grand invitation to you."

This Falcon Master had been in charge of the Elders' Court for a month now. From the very beginning, he had demonstrated ruthless thods, conducting a forceful internal purge and imposing high-pressure suppression externally. He even made an example of the Hanyun Valley's Martial Guard, throwing Ning Kun into the Discipline Court. All of this was done not only to consolidate his own position but also to prepare for eliminating Chen Yang.

And now, he was making a move like this.

A Hongn Banquet?!

"I heard this Falcon Master has also allocated a large courtyard spanning several thousand square ters to you, Boss. He says it's a gesture of goodwill from the Elders' Court," Yang Hu continued.

A slight smile touched Chen Yang's lips as he shrugged and said nothing.

"Boss, this clearly isn't right. Could the winds have changed direction up top?" Yang Hu furrowed his brow, completely puzzled by this sudden sugar-coated cannonball.

Chen Yang, however, showed no emotion. He picked up the teacup with both hands. "If I'm not mistaken," he said, "the Elders' Court must have also had a hand in Biluo Sword Valley's recent encirclent of Red Lotus Valley, and the subsequent involvent of the other three royal families."

"After all, I'm still a hero of the state! Whether it's the Elders' Court or any other organization, how could they openly move against ?"

"Using a borrowed knife to kill is the safest thod."

Since it was certain soone was going to make a move and that Chen Yang had no chance of surviving this round of assassination, the Falcon Master naturally wanted to use this last opportunity to display his benevolence and broad-mindedness to the outside world. As for rewarding rit, it was all a sham for public consumption.

Yang Hu sighed with deep emotion. These courtly sches are a real headache. He found himself yearning for the days of fighting on the front lines. They had spent over a decade on the edge of a knife, fighting countless campaigns. And now they had to endure the slander and sches of the court.

If he had known it would co to this, would he still have so resolutely stood under the commander's flag and sworn his oath? Since ancient tis, have loyalty and righteousness ever been truly reconcilable?

The only thing that gave Yang Hu solace was that Chen Yang, the man he considered his faith, had no intention of letting others slaughter him.

Then, let there be resistance! Resist with enough force to turn the world on its head. Resist until a bright and clear sky erges.

"Boss, that old bastard Luo Yunhai is busy planning a grand funeral for Luo Chen. The procession is tomorrow," Yang Hu said, then tilted his head back, downing the cup of tea as if it were a shot of strong liquor.

"We'll pay a visit tomorrow," Chen Yang said.

Just as the words left his mouth...

BOOM!

The sound of a car engine roared from outside the courtyard, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps.

SQUEAK.

Just as Chen Yang and Yang Hu turned, the courtyard gate was pushed open, and several young n in martial attire strode in.

The Falcon Army? Yang Hu's eyebrow twitched at their unique uniforms.

The leader of the group, a man who looked even more robust than Yang Hu, gave a perfunctory salute and stated indifferently, "The Falcon Master has prepared a lavish banquet at the Elders' Court and sincerely invites you both to attend. Now, if you two would please co along."

Chen Yang paid them no mind, still holding his teacup as if lost in thought. Yang Hu's lips tightened, but he remained silent.

The leader, Feng Ning, had tiger-like eyes that suddenly darkened. "I said, let's go," he repeated gravely.

"Shut up!" Yang Hu snapped. "Stand over there and wait quietly."

Feng Ning was speechless.

"You've ruined the pleasant atmosphere."

The snow, the pavilion, the brewing tea, the mories of tis past... the mood had been perfect.

"Hmph!" Feng Ning's expression shifted several tis before he let out a cold laugh. "The Falcon Master has summoned you. Don't overestimate yourselves."

Yang Hu ignored him and poured more tea for Chen Yang.

They went back and forth like this, making a single pot of tea last for a full hour. And so, the Falcon Army, a force that had been ascendant and unstoppable lately, was simply left to stand in the blizzard. Feng Ning's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water. If not for his apprehension toward the silent, seated figure who had yet to utter a single word, he would have already struck like lightning and dragged the two of them away by force.

THUD.

Chen Yang finally set his teacup down and rose to his feet. "Lead the way."

Without another word, Feng Ning turned and walked away.

「Elders' Court.」

Tu Huan, dressed in luxurious robes and holding a cigar, lay comfortably on a wicker chair. A brazier roared beside him, and he squinted with an air of contentnt. Standing near him was a group of scions from Cangyun City's powerful families. They were fortunate enough to attend this banquet today, as Tu Huan intended to use their mouths to spread the word of his generous hospitality toward Chen Yang. Otherwise, what right would they have to stand here?

"Yong Master, it's been an hour already," said Tu Huan's deputy, a middle-aged man nad Xie Hai, his brow furrowed as he spoke in a dark tone.

"Who doesn't have a little temper?" Tu Huan waved a hand dismissively, chuckling. "Besides, he won the war for the nation. He's a great hero. What's wrong with him putting on a few airs?"

"The Yong Master is indeed magnanimous!" a young man with glasses nad Ye Qiang imdiately chid in. "Such a broad-minded attitude is truly rare."

"On the other hand, this Forr Supre Martial Commander has beco arrogant and stubborn. He's even been recklessly killing the innocent lately. It is only because the Yong Master is so benevolent. If it were anyone else, he'd have been arrested long ago."

Tu Huan was clearly pleased by these words. "Haha..." He waved his hand and laughed. "As I said, he is a great hero. There's a saying that punishnt does not extend to the nobility. How could I chill the hearts of the people?"

"Hmph!" This Ye Qiang, however, grew even more emboldened. "rit is rit, and a fault is a fault! I don't have the Yong Master's magnanimity. Later, I intend to ask him if he is aware of his cris!"

Just as he finished speaking, Chen Yang and Yang Hu strode in.

Looking at the familiar scene, Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh internally. Things and people had changed. It was a different world now. This Elders' Court was no longer the one he knew. As far as he could see, there were only strangers.

"Hmph!" Ye Qiang was the first to speak, demanding, "Why did it take you so long to get here?"

Feng Ning, who followed them in, added with a sneer, "He spent the whole ti drinking a pot of tea."

"Have you forgotten your current status? Still daring to put on airs? Do you really think you're sobody important?" Eager to show off, Ye Qiang pointed a finger at Chen Yang and said condescendingly, "So why aren't you on your knees, apologizing for your mistake?"

Beside him, Tu Huan said nothing, rely watching the scene unfold.

What a buffoon, Chen Yang thought, amused.

"He's from the Ye Family," Yang Hu murmured, handing a list to Chen Yang.

"What's that?" Ye Qiang demanded.

"Oh, this?" Chen Yang unfurled the list with a smile. "It's a group of people that need to be dealt with. I was afraid I might forget soone, so I made a checklist. I deal with one, I cross one off. Simple and clear."

Ye Qiang: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"And what a coincidence. The Ye Family is on this list too."

Ye Qiang: "..."

"..."