When Ye Xiu arrived near the airport, he was stunned by the scene before him.
My goodness!
The roads for miles around the airport were all gridlocked. As far as the eye could see, it was a sea of people! Traffic was at a complete standstill.
Ye Xiu truly hadn’t expected to be so popular in his own country.
This is insane!
The name Huang Quan represented Death. Abroad, if a child cried, an adult only had to say, "Huang Quan is coming," to scare them into silence. So how had Huang Quan become a celebrity back home? At that moment, Ye Xiu began to wonder what people would think if they knew he was Huang Quan.
Arriving near the airport entrance, Ye Xiu blended into the crowd to wait for the fake Huang Quan to appear.
Just then, he felt someone poke his lower back. He turned around to see a woman wearing a baseball cap, black sunglasses, and a black face mask, completely bundled up. He couldn’t help but chuckle. "What are you doing here, joining in the fun?"
"You can recognize me even like this?" the woman asked, quite surprised.
"I remember your aura," Ye Xiu said.
This woman was Qing Luan, one of the Eight Great National Protector War Gods, responsible for guarding the Eastern Region.
"Who has such a death wish, daring to impersonate you?" Qing Luan asked softly.
"I’d like to know that too," Ye Xiu replied.
"Do you need me to step in and handle him?" Qing Luan asked.
"No need." Ye Xiu shook his head. "Have your people disperse the crowd near the airport exit, just in case."
"Alright!"
Qing Luan understood what Ye Xiu meant. With so many people gathered at the exit, if the fake Huang Quan had any sinister plans, the death toll would be immense!
With Qing Luan taking action, maintaining order became much more efficient. Soon, the crowd at the airport exit was pushed back a full twenty meters behind a police cordon.
"Brother Ye!" Ming Yue squeezed up to Ye Xiu’s side and called out playfully. Her face was wreathed in smiles, as if she and Ye Xiu had never had their confrontation. However, her haggard face and the dark circles under her eyes told him she hadn’t slept all night.
"How did it feel, sleeping in a bed with corpses?" Ye Xiu asked.
"You..." Mentioning this made Ming Yue’s face turn deathly pale.
She and the entire Ming Family were already suffering the torment of waiting for death, their minds on the verge of collapse. Then, last night when she returned home to go to bed, she had discovered six corpses strewn across it—the very men Xing Haiqing had sent to capture Qin Qing. The sight had scared her out of her wits, and it had taken her whole family the entire night to dispose of the bodies.
"Brother Ye, do you think if I try hard enough, I could persuade Huang Quan to kill you?" Ming Yue asked with a smile. Since she was already waiting for death, she wasn’t afraid of doing something more to Ye Xiu.
"Go for it!" Ye Xiu encouraged her.
"You think I can’t do it?" Ming Yue sneered. She had already decided that she would forge a connection with Huang Quan, even if it meant sharing his bed or becoming his dog. If Huang Quan made a move, Ye Xiu would have no chance of survival.
"I wish you all the best!" Ye Xiu said with a smile.
Just then, a commotion rippled through the crowd. Ye Xiu and Ming Yue quickly looked toward the airport exit.
They saw a mysterious figure walking out of the airport, wearing a black cloak and a white ghost mask, and holding a Curved Saber.
Damn! Ye Xiu’s eyes widened. This impersonator’s cosplay is incredibly realistic. He even has a replica of the Battle Soul Blade. Far too professional!
"Huang Quan, I love you!" Ming Yue suddenly screamed, startling Ye Xiu beside her.
Following her lead, the surrounding crowd also began to shout, sounding just like a mob of crazed, fanatical fans.
"Are you all here to welcome me?" the fake Huang Quan asked, his voice booming as he stood at the exit and surveyed the crowd.
"Yes!" everyone shouted in unison.
"I didn’t expect to be so popular back home." Laughter came from behind the fake Huang Quan’s mask. He then declared loudly, "I have returned to the country this time with plans to wash my hands of the past and settle down in Jin Ye City. From now on, the world will no longer have a Huang Quan..."
I’m speechless. What kind of fraud is this guy, so full of himself?
However, the impostor’s words sent the crowd into a frenzy.
"Huang Quan, can you take off your mask and let us see your real face?"
"Huang Quan, I love you! You are the savior and idol of all the people of Xuanse!"
"Huang Quan, I’m your biggest fan! Can I have your autograph?"
The crowd was deafening.
The fake Huang Quan raised his hand, and the roaring voices instantly fell silent.
"Since I have decided to wash my hands of the past and settle down in Jin Ye City, there is no longer a need to hide my identity or my true face," the fake Huang Quan announced. "So, since you all want to see my real face, I will satisfy your curiosity."
The crowd erupted.
He was the world’s most mysterious War God, a specialist in God Slaying, the Curved Saber butcher who had bloodied the War God Ranking. Everyone in the world wanted a glimpse of his true face, yet no one had ever succeeded.
But now, the crowd outside the airport realized how fortunate they were to be able to witness Huang Quan’s true face with their own eyes.
In an instant, the crowd fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. All eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the ghastly mask on the fake Huang Quan’s face.
"Everyone, please look!" the fake Huang Quan announced, slowly removing his mask to reveal the broad, rugged face of a man in his forties or fifties, round as a pancake.
What the hell! Ye Xiu almost vomited. To think this ugly bastard dares to impersonate me. He’s completely ruining my reputation!
However, the crowd didn’t seem to think so.
"Huang Quan, you’re so handsome!"
"So much masculine charm!"
"I just love older men like Huang Quan!"
Do girls in this country really have such intense tastes? Ye Xiu was stunned.
SMACK!
Just then, a stone struck the fake Huang Quan’s face.
"What are you doing?" Ye Xiu asked Ming Yue, shocked. He had clearly seen Ming Yue throw the stone at the fake Huang Quan.
Ming Yue simply smiled and didn’t answer.
But the crowd, seeing the fake Huang Quan attacked, fell deathly silent. A cold sweat broke out on everyone.
Although Huang Quan had saved the National Protector War Gods and was Xuanse’s benefactor, his true identity was the Curved Saber butcher. Someone had dared to throw a stone at him in public. This was a blatant slap in the face, a public humiliation! If Huang Quan were angered, he might very well go on a killing spree.
"Who is so bold as to launch a sneak attack on me?" the fake Huang Quan roared angrily, his left cheek already swelling where the stone had hit.
"It was him!" Ming Yue suddenly pointed at Ye Xiu and yelled.
The entire surrounding crowd snapped their heads in his direction, their expressions instantly turning to fury.
"Are you sick in the head? Huang Quan saved our National Protector War Gods! He’s our benefactor, and you dare to attack him?"
"Move aside, all of you! I’m going to teach this ungrateful bastard a lesson on Huang Quan’s behalf!"
"You dare attack my idol? I’ll kill you!"
The crowd was utterly enraged, and everyone began to curse at Ye Xiu.