Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
This mission would then be delayed.
Ye Qing Luo went over to Yuchi Peng’s to scout some news whereas the other youngsters in The World group started to pack their things to return to Yan Xiao Yi’s huge mansion.
Mo Han Shang naturally also followed them to the huge mansion.
With the addition of a new member, moreover Qiao Jin lent his clothes to Di Mo Xuan, the group’s clothing was short of a few sets.
After he helped Mo Han Shang to take his measurement, he headed to look for people to manufacture a few more sets of The World group’s uniform.
…
Iron Blood Warriors mercenary group was now in a state of gloominess.
Yuchi Peng’s face was filled with vicious currents as he gritted his teeth as he walked.
Duke Jing walked right beside him. His arm had already been bandaged as it was hung up in a sling in front of his chest.
“Yuchi Peng, rest assured. This grudge, this Duke will definitely ask Uncle Monarch to help this Duke take revenge!” Duke Jing lowered his head as he looked at his own wrist.
The pain of his wrist being broken, seemed to have remained in his bones.
The minute he thought of it, he felt that his entire hand seemed to be hurting faintly.
“When this Duke returns, I will definitely tell Uncle Monarch about this. They’re just a mercenary group, as long as this Duke orders it, Uncle Monarch will definitely move his troops out to flatten the Mercenary Association!”
Duke Jing proudly raised his head as he had already pictured the image of what he just said in his mind.
The more he imagined it, the more he wanted this thought to become a real action.
“Dumb fool!”
A low voice hissed out from clenched teeth was heard.
Duke Jing’s forehead creased as he stared towards the direction of the voice, “Yuchi Peng, what did you say?!”
Yuchi Peng was filled with frustration.
For the Iron Blood Warriors, he had wasted so much time, staking all his heart and blood into it.
He thought of flying to the skies after registering the mercenary group.
But….
He had not expected a group of young and inexperienced lasses to spoil all his plans.
Not only had the Iron Blood Warriors not fly to the skies, they had also become the mercenary group’s joke with their reputation falling flat onto the ground.
He was the Eldest Young Master of the Yuchi family, the group leader of the Iron Blood Warriors…..
But he had to apologize to a young lass.
To bow down to a young man!
All these, were all because of that young lass, all because of Mo Han Shang!
With his heart filled with fury and unreconciled, at this time that brainless dumb fool Duke Jing had to chatter non-stop by his ear.
Yuchi Peng felt more and more frustrated by the minute.
“I said you are a…”
The minute he spoke out, Yuchi Peng suddenly regained his senses.
His expression was chilly as he stared coldly at Duke Jing without making a sound, as the vicious currents emitting from him began to dissipate slightly.
“Duke Jing doesn’t know about this.” When Yuchi Peng opened his mouth once again, his voice had regained its usual warmth and peacefulness.
“Mercenary Associations are all over the four continents of Nirvana Realm and in each main district there would be a Mercenary Association branch. Does Duke Jing know what this means?”
Duke Jing’s face was dark and sunken as he still remembered what Yuchi Peng used to scold him earlier.
He gave a cold harrumph as he turned his head around, looking exactly like a small kid throwing a tantrum.
Yuchi Peng kept away the impatience and disgust in his eyes as he continued to explain, “This means that the influence the Mercenary Association has in Nirvana Realm is absolutely not any lower than the four great sects.”
“Not only the four great sects, in front of the Mercenary Association, even the four continent’s monarchs have to give the Mercenary Association face.”
Which meant that even the four great sects and monarchs had to give face to the Mercenary Association. So even if he were to ask the Monarch to send out his troops, the Monarch would absolutely not agree to it.
“Don’t tell me you expect this Duke to swallow this anger? That Mo Han Shang, he broke this Duke’s arm!” Duke Jing howled out in an unhappy voice, as he pointed to his arm hanging in front of his chest, “Yuchi Peng, take a good look, this Duke is injured!”