The sudden change was like a sudden storm, instantly tightening the surrounding atmosphere to the extreme. The air seemed to solidify into invisible blades, making every breath feel heavy and sharp.
Jin Lingyun paused lightly for a moment, then resolutely took half a step forward, using her body as a shield to stand in front of Wu Tian, determined to protect him.
Wu Tian gently shielded Jin Lingyun to one side, his gaze sweeping calmly over the surging crowd before him, as if no noise could shake the tranquility in his heart.
The leader, towering like a mountain, wore a dazzling white warrior's uniform. The tiger totem on his chest was lifelike, as if it were about to leap out at any moment. His brows revealed an unparalleled domineering and dignified air. He was none other than Zhu Zheng, the White Tiger Hall Master of the Dragon Capture Hall.
Beside him stood Luo Lie, the Fortune Envoy, whose demeanor was somewhat humble, silently highlighting the former's majesty.
Wu Tian smiled faintly, but his eyes flashed with an undeniable calmness and profundity. He parted his lips slightly, his tone calm yet containing an undeniable power: "You must be Zhu Zheng, the White Tiger Hall Master of the Dragon Capturing Hall?"
Faced with Wu Tian's question, Zhu Zheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light. After looking around, his gaze sharpened and pointed directly at Wu Tian, his voice a mixture of questioning and anger: "Wu Tian, you harmed the elites of my Dragon Capture Hall, yet now you are powerless against the young hall master, and even intend to harm him. Do you know your crime?"
Wu Tian remained unfazed, a hint of coldness and disdain in his eyes that seemed to freeze all doubts: "So what if it's the Dragon Capture Hall? If anyone dares to disrespect me, I'll kill them all. Don't even mention a mere young hall master; even the hall master will meet the same fate."
His voice was like a sharp, icy blade, piercing through the air and causing everyone present to involuntarily feel a shock and fear from the depths of their souls.
Zhu Zheng sneered, his eyes flashing with overwhelming force: "Arrogant brat, what a big mouth you have! Why would I need the Palace Master to personally deal with you? I, Zhu Zheng, am enough!"
Wu Tian chuckled, a playful smile playing on his lips, his tone full of disdain and challenge: "Then please, White Tiger Hall Master, hurry up and make your move. This will save me a lot of trouble."
Their eyes met, and it was as if invisible flames collided in the air, exuding killing intent that enveloped everything around them.
Seeing this, Jin Lingyun quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Wu Tian and Zhu Zheng. Her voice was gentle but firm: "Hall Master Zhu, this matter is not as simple as you see it. Although Wu Tian acted impulsively, his intentions were good. Today's matter is a misunderstanding."
Jin Lingyun tried to inject a touch of rational coolness into this tense atmosphere.
However, the anger on Zhu Zheng's face did not diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, it became even colder.
He stared at Jin Lingyun, a complex and unreadable emotion flashing in his eyes, seemingly expressing his dissatisfaction with her involvement in the matter.
"Miss Jin, please understand your place. You are the young master's fiancée, yet you openly help another man. Where does that leave the young master's face?"
Zhu Zheng's words carried an undeniable authority, as if every word weighed a ton.
Upon hearing this, Jin Lingyun's gaze hardened. She took a few graceful steps forward and met Zhu Zheng's gaze without flinching. "Although I am Ye Chuan's fiancée, Wu Tian is my junior brother. What's wrong with helping my junior brother?"
After speaking, she turned and looked tenderly at Wu Tian, her eyes filled with tenderness and protection for her junior brother.
Wu Tian gazed at Jin Lingyun, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.
He nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with determination and gratitude: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister, but I, Wu Tian, am an upright man. If I need your protection to be safe, wouldn't that be a disgrace to Master? If Hall Master Zhu wants to punish me, then let my strength prove me right."
After saying that, Wu Tian stretched out his body, his aura suddenly increased, and an indomitable fighting spirit burst out from his body, soaring straight into the sky.
He remained silent, simply waiting for Zhu Zheng's response, as if inviting Zhu Zheng to a duel.
Upon seeing this, Zhu Zheng's lips curled into a cold smile. He waved his hands lightly, signaling everyone to retreat, and his body was filled with killing intent.
His face was as cold as frost, and he said in a cold voice, "What an arrogant brat! Today, I, Zhu, will exchange a few blows with you and see if your bones are really as hard as steel."
As Zhu Zheng finished speaking, the atmosphere around them tensed up once again, and a contest concerning dignity and justice was about to begin.
At this tense moment, Jin Lingyun stood silently to the side, her hands clenched into fists, silently praying in her heart, her eyes filled with concern and worry for Wu Tian.
Just as the atmosphere reached its peak of tension, a sharp shout pierced the sky: "Stop!"
Ye Chuan's voice boomed like a great bell, "Let him go!"
These four words, spoken with resounding force, resonated in the hearts of everyone present.
Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, exchanging bewildered glances.
Inside the Dragon-Capturing Hall, everyone knew that Ye Chuan was eccentric and vindictive, and would never let his subordinates off lightly for even the slightest mistake.
Now, facing Wu Tian, who has recently caused him to lose face, he is acting out of character and actually wants to let Wu Tian leave. Such a move is undoubtedly out of the blue and leaves people completely baffled.
He frowned, his gaze shifting uncertainly between Wu Tian and Ye Chuan.
Finally, doubts gathered in his eyes like a thick fog, and he had no choice but to ask Ye Chuan, "Young Master, are you... going to release him?"
Ye Chuan walked with firm steps, like a king on a royal procession, through the crowd, facing Zhu Zheng directly. His voice was deep and authoritative, leaving no room for doubt: "Hall Master Zhu, do I need to repeat myself?"
At this moment, he reverted to his former identity as the arrogant and unparalleled young master of the Dragon Capture Hall, his words revealing absolute authority and unchallengeable dignity.
Although he was unwilling, he could only sigh inwardly and respectfully reply, "Since it is the young master's order, I will obey it unconditionally."
Ye Chuan slowly turned around, his gaze as deep as a pool as he looked at Jin Lingyun. His eyes were filled with the profundity of time and the entanglement of emotions, as if they could pierce through the mists of time.
He took a light breath and said calmly, "Although he is indeed very strong, the woman I marry will never be able to escape."
Then, he turned around, his gaze piercing Wu Tian, his tone filled with burning resentment and surging anger: "The reason I let you go today is to repay your favor. Now we are even, but next time I will take your life."
After speaking, he gracefully weaved through the crowd, leaving behind a resolute silhouette as he walked away into the distance.
Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Dragon-Capturing Hall quickly followed suit.
Luo Lie glanced at Zhu Zheng, lowered his voice, and asked with suspicion, "Hall Master Zhu, are you really going to let him go?"
Zhu Zheng glanced indifferently at Wu Tian, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Since the young master has given the order, let him live a little longer. Anyway, he's going to die today."
Watching the group's departing figures, Wu Tian's lips curled into a cold smile, his voice low and powerful, "Then let's wait and see who emerges victorious today."
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