Ma Jun's voice trembled slightly in the air, clearly indicating that the name had touched a corner of his heart.
He quickly composed himself, but the shock in his eyes lingered like ripples.
In Linhai City, everyone knows that the name Wu Tian represents not only evil, but also the embodiment of power and strength.
He abruptly withdrew his hand, which had been extended, and his face flushed with embarrassment. “Oh… no… I really didn’t expect it to be you. I… I’m still feeling a bit unwell, so I won’t bother you.”
After speaking, he fled hastily like a frightened mouse encountering a cat, his figure quickly disappearing into the crowd.
Jin Lingyun stood beside him, her eyes darting about, sparkling with an unusual brilliance.
She had never expected that Wu Tian's identity was so prominent. Just mentioning his name made the cavalrymen feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they fled in a sorry state.
In her gaze, in addition to the original doting, there was a new sense of scrutiny and respect.
"Pfft!" Wen Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, her words tinged with a hint of mockery. "Is this the demeanor of that self-proclaimed second-rank martial artist, the eldest young master of the Ma family in Linhai City? Don't go! What are you afraid of?"
Her laughter was crisp and clear, with a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm.
Wu Tian's lips curled into a faint, cold smile.
He never expected that the once high and mighty Ma Jun would flee in panic upon hearing his name.
Ma Jun, however, seemed oblivious to everything around him, hurrying along and disappearing into the crowd.
Yin Jing was completely bewildered and didn't understand what was going on. She turned to Wen Yuan and asked, "What happened just now? Wasn't that the eldest son of the Ma family? Wasn't he interested in you? Why did he suddenly leave?"
Wen Yuan chuckled softly, her voice as melodious as a bell, "Because he heard a name that terrified him."
After speaking, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Wu Tian, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Yin Jing followed her gaze, her eyes full of doubt, "You mean, Wu Tian's name alone made Young Master Ma tremble with fear and run away?"
Wen Yuan nodded in confirmation and answered firmly, "Of course it's him. Otherwise, why would Ma Jun run away before he could even finish speaking when he heard his name?"
Yin Jing scrutinized Wu Tian, her heart filled with confusion.
The guy in front of me is completely ordinary from head to toe, so how can he have such a terrifying presence?
What secrets and stories lie behind this?
Seeing Yin Jing's confused expression, Wen Yuan smiled mysteriously and slowly explained, "Aunt Yin, Wu Tian's story is far more complicated and legendary than you imagine."
Yin Jing frowned slightly, displeased, and said, "A legendary story? I think it's just a rumored accident."
Before the words were finished, an unusual silence fell over the air, and a mechanical, stiff voice suddenly interrupted: "Indeed, he is about to become a rumored accident."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man dressed in the attire of a German warrior, with a light beard on his chin, nearing forty, with piercing eyes beneath a short haircut, his anger blazing as he approached Wu Tian.
Wu Tian remained calm, a slight smile playing on his lips. An indescribable chill instantly spread, as if a cold wind had swept through, freezing the surrounding landscape.
"Chinese? Didn't they convey my warning to you? I said don't let me meet you on Chinese soil, or I will kill you without mercy."
His voice, like a blade of ice slicing through the silence, froze the surrounding air, and everyone trembled involuntarily under this invisible pressure.
At this moment, a scornful laugh broke the tense atmosphere: "What arrogance! Do you even know who this is? Mr. Watanabe Ichiro, the vice president of the Sakura Dojo in Rongzhou City. How dare you trample on him like this? Hurry up and kneel down to apologize to Mr. Watanabe!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan was furious and shouted angrily, "Ma Jun, as the eldest young master of the Ma family in Linhai City, do you not even have the most basic sense of national honor? You actually helped the Chinese to suppress and deal with your own compatriots."
Looking back, the person who spoke was none other than Ma Jun.
Upon hearing Wu Tian's name, he was instantly filled with fear and dread, looking as pathetic as a stray dog, yet secretly harboring a burning resentment within him.
At that moment, he thought of Watanabe Ichiro, knowing the grudges and affections between the Japanese warrior and Wu Tian. So he cleverly instigated Watanabe Ichiro to kill Wu Tian, to avenge his humiliation and vent his anger.
Faced with Wen Yuan's sharp questioning, Ma Jun's eyes darted between Wu Tian and the people around him. He roared angrily, like a volcanic eruption: "Him? He is the embodiment of evil! He is the epitome of sin and slaughter. The destruction of the Qin family, the annihilation of the Sun family, which one of them was not heinous?"
Ma Jun's roar was like rolling thunder, stirring up waves in everyone's hearts, while Wu Tian stood firm like a pine tree, his gaze as firm as a rock, unmoved.
He slowly stepped forward, a step that seemed to tread upon a raging storm in Ma Jun's heart, causing him to turn pale with fright and stagger backward, shouting in terror, "What...what do you want to do? I warn you, don't make any rash moves..."
At this moment, Ma Jun's face turned ashen. In his panic, he slipped and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Wu Tian stopped, looking down at Ma Jun with a commanding presence. His voice was steady and authoritative, like the sound of thunder, carrying an undeniable power. "The Qin family and the Sun family you mentioned deserve their fate. At the same time, I can also tell you that those who harmed the Wu family back then are just like them, none of them will escape."
His voice, domineering yet resolute, was like a thunderclap, shaking people's hearts and making the surrounding air tremble.
Ma Jun forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and tried to dispel the fear in his heart. He gritted his teeth and warned, "How long can you be so arrogant? This is where you will die today."
After saying this, he turned to Wen Yuan and said with a warning, "Wen Yuan, I'm giving you my advice. Today's grand gathering is to get rid of this devil. For your sake and the Qi family, I hope you will stay away from this person to avoid being caught in the crossfire."
"What?!" Jin Lingyun exclaimed in astonishment upon hearing this.
She only knew that the conference held in Linhai City was a "future outlook conference," never imagining that behind this grand facade lay a deadly plot, aimed at Wu Tian.
At this moment, she was burning with anxiety, her worries raging like flames, scorching every inch of her heart.
Jin Lingyun's gaze shifted slightly, landing gently yet profoundly on Wu Tian's figure. A myriad of thoughts surged within her, a complex mix of emotions that were difficult to describe.
She knew all too well that this grand gathering of heroes from all directions was a gathering of powerful figures and a meeting of extraordinary forces.
Among them, Zhu Zheng, the White Tiger Hall Master of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, is the strongest among the strong.
Faced with such a perilous situation, every step Wu Tian took was like walking on a knife's edge, making everyone's heart pound.
She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms, suppressing her inner panic and trying to remain calm.
She gritted her teeth, her words ringing out, her eyes flashing with unwavering resolve: "Anyone who dares to touch him is making an enemy of the Jin family!"
Her figure seemed to stand tall as well, radiating an undeniable power and determination.
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