Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
When the guards around received the order, they immediately unleashed their Profound Qi.
These guards were the elite cultivators who were carefully selected by the captain.
All of their Profound Qi were all Mystic Profound Third Grade and above.
The highest among them all had even reached Mystic Profound Seventh Grade.
It was rumoured that, Mercenary Association’s guards, were around one thousand people and above.
This kind of abled cultivators, when one thousand of them gathered together, to protect the Mercenary Association’s order, would ordinary people even dare to create trouble here?
Ye Qing Luo’s lips curled into a chilly smile, as her blazing feather fan gentle wavered, like a bundle of excited flame running around her fingers, burning continuously, unleashing splendid colours.
Captain’s sight fell onto that strange feather fan, and his eyes instantly felt a sharp pain.
A gust of uneasiness arose within him, but Yuchi Peng had already walked next to him, bearing a faint smile, as he congealed his sights on him.
Duke Jing puffed out his chest, while gesturing, “Quickly go! See how arrogant can this bunch of little slut be! Beat them up hard! Use all your might to punch them!”
Captain forcefully suppressed the apprehension in him.
Now that things had come to such a state, he could only head on and forcefully take down these people, bringing them to the Enforcement Hall.
Ye Qing Luo’s eyes went round those guards, as her five fingers moved and was just about to strike.
Suddenly, a calm and clear voice was heard from her back, “This Young Patriarch will like to see, how the upright and plainspoken, impartial and fair captain, would under the Iron Blood Warriors pressure, take action against innocent people today.”
These guards who had originally rushed towards Ye Qing Luo, upon hearing this voice, all started to tense up, as they subconsciously withdrew their hands.
Devil class’ youngsters, upon hearing this voice, started to take a step back as they looked over.
They saw a young man dressed in bluish-green brocade gown, bearing refined and cultured looks, holding a green flute, as he wandered aimlessly over.
As he walked over, the young man twirled his green flute, as his vision fixed onto Yuchi Peng icily, “What great Iron Blood Warriors, your guts isn’t small at all. You dare to even threaten the Mercenary Association’s guard captain. This Young Patriarch would like to go ask Yuchi family’s Patriarch personally, since when had your Yuchi family, had the authority to give commands at the Mercenary Association!”
On seeing the person walking over, Yuchi Peng’s expression congealed instantly.
Captain’s face was pale, as he looked at the gloomy faced Yuchi Peng, and looked at the young man who had already stood beside Ye Qing Luo.
The young man’s words, were like needles, prickly hard on the captain’s body.
Captain gave an ashamed look.
“Young Patriarch Mo…”
Yuchi Peng and the rest, also bowed lightly towards that young man, “Young Patriarch Mo.”
“This bow, this Young Patriarch can’t accept.” The young man smiled coldly, as ridicule tugged at his lips, “Eldest Young Master Yuchi’s sphere of power had already expanded to the Mercenary Association, perhaps this Young Patriarch have to listen to your command as well.”
Yuchi Peng’s smiling face, started to crack.
Anyone could tell that, Iron Blood Warriors doing such things in the Mercenary Association, had angered this Young Patriarch Mo.
Duke Jing who was by the side was unhappy.
It had always been them who walked horizontally in the West Continent, and no matter where they went, they were the most formidable.
This time they had already met someone who was even more insolent than them?
Even he didn’t dared to howl at Yuchi Peng, this whatever Young Patriarch Mo, actually dared to use such a tone to speak to Yuchi Peng?
Duke Jing walked up directly, as he rose his arm and pushed it towards the young man’s chest, “Who do you think you are! Dare to speak to the Iron Blood Warriors’ team leader like that! Are you tired of living?”
This hand, had yet to touch the young man.
When a loud “ka cha” sound was heard, Duke Jing’s hand, was directly broken by the young man.