Zhang Hu looked at Chu Fan, Chu Fan looked at He Yunxiao, He Yunxiao looked at Zhang Hu, and Zhang Hu turned his head away from Chu Fan and looked at He Yunxiao instead.
He Yunxiao glanced at Zhang Hu, then at Chu Fan.
A bad feeling arose in his mind.
Oh no! I've reached the ceiling of intelligence!
"Brother He, what should we do?" Chu Fan asked honestly.
He Yunxiao scratched his head, usually Ruobao, Mengbao, and Youbao would come up with the "what to do" questions, but now that it was his turn, he really couldn't think of anything for the time being.
"Don't move yet. Remain unchanged and see what tricks he has up his sleeve," He Yunxiao said.
Unlike Chu Fan, Zhang Hu didn't know He Yunxiao's wisdom, but after hearing He Yunxiao use an idiom, he felt that He Yunxiao was a cultured person with knowledge and a sharp mind, so he listened to He Yunxiao.
The three people inside Zhang Hu's room didn't move, and the grandmaster outside was also quiet, occasionally shouting a few words threatening them to come out. Seeing that they didn't move, the Yan Kingdom grandmaster didn't say anything for a while.
until--
"Who's calling me brother!"
Zhang Xiong makes his appearance!
Two breaths later, a loud banging broke out outside.
"Oh no!" He Yunxiao thought to himself, realizing something was wrong. He looked at Zhang Hu and asked, "What do we do?"
Zhang Hu also mouthed, "Not there."
He Yunxiao wasn't going to act anymore. Zhang Hu and Zhang Xiong were just extras; in a real crisis, the main character had to take the lead. He went straight to the point: "Brother Chu, how confident are you in your ability to become a Grandmaster?"
Chu Fan held up three fingers and said, "Thirty percent!"
He Yunxiao was shocked. If Chu Fan had a 30% chance of winning, and with him and the other ninth-rank cultivators, they might actually be a match for a Yan Kingdom grandmaster.
"Uncle Zhang, how many ninth-rank officials does Black Wind Stronghold have?"
Zhang Hu replied without hesitation, "Including my brother and me, there are four in total!"
He Yunxiao slapped his thigh, "Brother Chu and I, plus the four of you, make a total of six ninth-rank masters, while the other side only has one grandmaster. The advantage is on our side! Let's do it!"
Just as He Yunxiao and the other two stood up, they saw a huge, round, black shadow being thrown into the house from outside. The shadow crashed through the air, smashing through screens, tables, chairs, and wooden walls. A deafening crash.
The porcelain ornaments in Zhang Hu's room were smashed to pieces by the dark figure, none of them intact. From the doorway to the floor inside the room, the shadowy figure had worn a whitish scratch.
"Zhang Xiong!" Zhang Hu suddenly stood up.
"Brother, this person is a Grandmaster!" Zhang Xiong clutched his chest.
Zhang Hu's house was dark, with no lights on. He Yunxiao arrived first, kicking down the door and bringing a ray of light into the room. Zhang Xiong arrived later, forced to break down the door, and then smashed the rectangular wooden door into a circle, allowing more sunlight to stream into the room.
Finally, a figure appeared. He strolled into the doorway from outside, stood in the white sunlight, with his hands behind his back, head held high and chest out.
"Born with superhuman strength and possesses exceptional martial arts skills? No wonder he survived my palm strike; he's quite a promising talent." The Yan Kingdom martial artist looked at He Yunxiao and the others. "Which of you is the leader?"
Although Zhang Hu's martial arts skills were not as good as those of the Yan Kingdom's grandmasters, he was still a veteran of many battles and had plenty of courage.
"I am Zhang Hu, the chieftain of Black Tiger Stronghold. May I ask your name?"
"I am Han Yue, Your Majesty."
"上手" and "客卿" have similar meanings, with the former more accurately translated as "one of the best assistants".
"So you're a senior." He Yunxiao quickly cupped his hands in greeting.
There's an unspoken rule in the martial arts world that "the strong shouldn't bully the weak," and He Yunxiao wanted to use this to restrain this grandmaster. However, he didn't expect Han Yue to be so easily swayed.
"Hmph, you're quite clever, but don't try that trick on me. Flattering me is useless. I'm kind-hearted. As long as the people who burned my timber yesterday stay, the rest can go down the mountain. I won't stop them. Otherwise, wait for the Yan army to deal with them. Then it won't be up to me to decide."
He Yunxiao was overjoyed and pointed at Zhang Hu and Zhang Xiong, quickly saying to Han Yue, "Ah, those are the two who led the burning of the forest. Brother Chu, let's go, let's go."
Zhang Hu stared at He Yunxiao in astonishment, while Zhang Xiong angrily cursed, "I never imagined you were such a treacherous villain!"
He Yunxiao dragged Chu Fan along, saying, "We call this 'discretion is the better part of valor.' With Master Han here, what chance do you have to turn the tide? You might as well hurry up and let Master Han chop your heads off to vent his anger. By the way, don't you know that there's a master like Master Han in the Yan army? Oh right, you don't know. If you did, you would never dare to attack the Yan army."
He Yunxiao had gotten used to fawning over Chu Chu, and even Chu Tianzun couldn't stand him, so how could Master Han remain indifferent?
Han Yue was extremely pleased by He Yunxiao's flattery. He thought that this kid was not only good-looking and had a pleasant voice, but also had strong martial arts skills. He suddenly had the idea of taking him as a disciple.
"Haha, you're quite good. You're honest and speak frankly, which is rare."
He Yunxiao, dragging Chu Fan along, hurriedly cupped his hands in thanks, "Master, you flatter me. How could my humble firefly light possibly compete with the brilliance of the moon?"
Han Yue laughed heartily, his eyes narrowing into slits, and said, "Not bad, not bad, kid."
He Yunxiao said again, "Master, please don't speak ill of me anymore. You are blessed with great fortune, and every word you say is a blessing. I am of poor health and cannot bear your praise."
After He Yunxiao's praise, Han Yue himself felt embarrassed.
"What is your name? Would you be willing to become my last disciple?"
He Yunxiao was overjoyed, "Master, is what you say true? I'll serve you tea right away!"
He Yunxiao winked at Chu Fan, then immediately went out to find a teacup.
Chu Fan: ? Brother He, did you rub sand in your eyes?
Zhang Xiong, enraged, cursed, "Despicable and shameless! You dog of Yan!"
"Shut up!" Han Yue flicked his sleeve, and a wave of internal energy spread out, immediately hitting Zhang Xiong and drawing blood instantly.
Han Yue sneered, "You're quite thick-skinned."
He Yunxiao hurriedly said, "Master, don't worry about that mentally challenged person, have some tea first!"
Although Zhang Xiong didn't know what "mentally retarded" meant, he could sense that He Yunxiao was insulting him. Enraged, he roared, "Traitor to the Great Qi! Incompetent coward! How dare you insult your grandfather, Zhang Xiong!"
Han Yue slapped Zhang Xiong to the ground again. Seeing He Yunxiao serving tea, he smiled and said with narrowed eyes, "Alright! Your master will drink it."
He Yunxiao was extremely close to Han Yue at that moment, and he saw Han Yue pick up the teacup and bring it to his lips. Just as the teacup blocked Han Yue's view, the long-waiting He Yunxiao immediately shouted, "Brother Chu, make your move!"
Opportunity knocks but once, or it will never come again.
Upon hearing this, He Yunxiao didn't wait for Chu Fan to make a move and threw a punch at Han Yue first, launching a sneak attack without any regard for martial ethics.
He half-stanceed his legs to gather strength, his waist was taut, and his right fist was pulled back, his whole body like a fully drawn bow!
The instant Han Yue's vision was blocked, the instant he uttered "Brother Chu, make your move," He Yunxiao clenched his right fist, and with a burst of force from his legs, waist, shoulder, and elbow, he unleashed a powerful punch!
"Lushan Rising Dragon Overlord!"
He Yunxiao's internal energy was frantically concentrated in his fist at this moment. His fist shone brightly due to the large amount of internal energy gathered, as if there was a dragon's roar.
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