Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 394 Something's fishy about this; walking right into a trap.
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.

The people in the room were stunned.

Lu Xiaofeng, like a puppet, was dumbfounded as Sikong Zhaixing forcibly dragged him into the room. He was still in a daze for a long time. He had thought of many ways to meet the top experts of Liyang.

But to his utter surprise, Sikong Zhaixing would be so rude and domineering as to barge him in.

What happened to the promised surveillance?

Are the secret guards no longer going to do their duties?

After Lu Xiaofeng suddenly realized what was happening, he frantically tried to signal to Sikong Zhaixing, but the latter ignored him.

At this moment, the expressions of the people in the room were also different.

"In all my years, this is the first time someone has dared to kick down my door." Huang Longshi stroked his white beard, his eyes filled with the daring gaze of the two young men as he looked at Sikong Zhaixing and Lu Xiaofeng.

He, Huang Longshi, was the greatest villain of the Spring and Autumn Period.

If word got out in the Jianghu (martial arts world) of Liyang, it would be the kind of remedy that could stop a child from crying.

When have I ever been treated so rudely?
Needless to say, Wang Xianzhi was a formidable opponent. Normally, any so-called master in the martial arts world who wanted to challenge him would have to get past his disciples, sword slaves, and martial slaves before they even had a chance to challenge him.

Let alone being treated so rudely by having the door kicked in.

For nearly sixty years, no one has dared to speak loudly in his presence; everyone treats him with utmost courtesy.

However, Wang Xianzhi was composed and, although she frowned, she was not particularly angry. But her cold, emotionless gaze made Lu Xiaofeng's heart sink.

The young man in the room, and the one-armed Li Chungang, watched the whole thing with expressions of spectator amusement.

"Dare to kick down the doors of Wang Xianzhi and Huang Longshi, those old bastards? Are all the people of the Ming Dynasty this brave?" Xu Fengnian was naturally unfamiliar with the Ming Dynasty, but he never expected that as soon as he arrived in the capital, there would be two people so reckless as to kick down their doors.

Although this is a place of the Ming Dynasty.

But inside the room were two people: the unparalleled Martial Emperor City Lord of Liyang, the greatest demon in the world who stirred up the world and caused the destruction of all the states of the Spring and Autumn Period, Huang Longshi, and the old man with the missing arm beside him, who was also the number one sword immortal in the world who was famous sixty years ago.

In Liyang, not to mention his father, Xu Xiao, the King of Beiliang, even the Liyang royal family had to treat these people with respect and dared not be negligent or provoke them easily.

But after arriving in the Ming Dynasty, these people, who were either the current number one in the world, the former number one in the world, or the number one in the Spring and Autumn Period who dominated the top three and enjoyed all the glory, were treated so lightly and rudely.

Even if Wang Xianzhi and the others could tolerate this, Xu Fengnian couldn't.

He didn't hold back either.

With a mocking look, he glanced at Sikong Zhaixing, who nonchalantly sat down in the only empty chair, and Lu Xiaofeng, who seemed stunned, and then stirred things up by asking, "Do you two know where this is, and who they are?"

What would be the consequences of trespassing?

Sikong Zhaixing picked up a teacup from the table and poured tea for herself and Lu Xiaofeng at a leisurely pace. Then, feigning confusion, she asked, "What are the consequences? Tell me about them."

"Kid, you've got some nerve." If Li Chungang hadn't thought that Sikong Zhaixing was unaware of their identities, he would have thought more highly of him.

"I am not talented."

Sikong Zhaixing chuckled and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "If you know me, Sikong Zhaixing, you'll know that I used to be a coward. I couldn't stand the slightest sound. If there was any noise, I could jump ten miles away, and no one could catch up with me."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room paled.

No one is stupid.

Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang, and Huang Longshi naturally understood the hidden meaning in Sikong Zhaixing's words.

Even Xu Fengnian could tell. "You... know our identities?" Huang Longshi asked, frowning.

If Sikong Zhaixing knew their identities, yet still brazenly kicked the door open, then they should be concerned not with anger, but with their safety.

Although it sounds ridiculous, such a thought did flash through Huang Longshi's mind.

After Huang Longshi spoke, everyone else in the room turned their attention to Sikong Zhaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing smiled and looked at Xu Fengnian, his gaze sweeping obscurely across the window: "The Prince of Beiliang, whom the Liyang royal family fears and wants to get rid of as soon as possible, has not even finished his six thousand miles of wandering the world, yet he suddenly brought Li Chungang, the former number one swordsman of Liyang who has been in seclusion for many years, to the Ming Dynasty."

"It's quite a coincidence that they arrived in the capital just before my prince's enthronement ceremony."

"What do you intend to do?"

"Huang Longshi, the greatest villain of the Spring and Autumn Period, can stir up trouble in the world with his silver tongue. It is said that he has the ability to know the past and the future. How could someone like you suddenly come to the Ming Dynasty?"

"Who would believe you if you said you had no ulterior motives?"

"As for you..."

As Sikong Zhaixing spoke, he suddenly pulled Lu Xiaofeng out of the room like a ghost. Where they had been standing, several tea leaves, pierced through the floor, appeared.

Several figures, exuding fierce and powerful auras like dragons, immortals, and gods, seemed to emerge from the void and entered the room without anyone noticing, blocking Sikong Zhaixing and Lu Xiaofeng behind them.

"They are indeed stalling for time."

Huang Longshi's heart sank. With his intelligence, he had noticed the strange and abnormal situation from the beginning, but due to insufficient information, he did not think much of it, even though he was cautious.

They just thought they were two ignorant fools.

Little did they know, this was a pre-arranged trap.

At this moment, Huang Longshi felt a sense of defeat, like someone who had spent his whole life catching eagles only to have his eyes pecked out by a little sparrow.

Dressed in a white robe, resembling a refined gentleman yet still unable to conceal the iron-blooded aura of a soldier, Li Wuyi slowly smiled at Wang Xianzhi, whose expression had slightly changed, whose body was tense, and whose celestial energy was barely suppressed:
"Wang Xianzhi, Lord of Wudi City."

"at the same time……"

"You are also the leader of the Seven Gods of the Heaven's Scar, the Martial Emperor."

"right?"

The Scar of the Sky, the leader of the Seven Gods, the Martial Emperor?
Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang looked at each other. If Wang Xianzhi hadn't not refuted them and if the newcomer's identity and strength hadn't been so unfathomable, they would have really wanted to ask Wang Xianzhi what this so-called Heavenly Scar organization was.
Or what kind of attraction made him, the undisputed number one in the martial arts world of Liyang, join in?
"The Heavenly Lord and the Demon Lord suddenly summoned us to the Great Ming..." Wang Xianzhi did not refute, but his hand holding the teacup gradually tightened, and the tea in the cup rippled continuously, just like his heart at this moment.

Heavenly Lord, Demon Lord?
Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang's eyes lit up again, their curiosity growing stronger.

Although Wang Xianzhi's words were brief and incomplete, the information they revealed greatly alarmed the two of them.

There was no other reason than that Wang Xianzhi used the phrase "urgently summoned".

If they were of equal status, Wang Xianzhi would not have used those two words.

For a moment, Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang were filled with speculation and guesses.

"Looks like you guessed it!"

Li Wuyi smiled and nodded, saying, "I know you've all been in a hurry, and the recent rumors in the martial arts world have been overshadowed by Zhang Sanfeng's romantic escapades, so it's normal that you don't know about them."

"On the very day that His Highness succeeded in suppressing the rebellion, the Heavenly Lord and the Demon Lord hid outside the capital with treacherous intentions. His Highness discovered their plot, and unsurprisingly, the two became prisoners of the Secret Guard."

(End of this chapter)