The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 58 Undercurrents, Guo Hua's Meeting

"That's so indecent!"

Hong Yuan looked at the dense forest ahead, his feet in the mud, his plain white clothes once again stained with mud, which made him frown.

Where is the gentlemanly demeanor of Mr. Hong in this situation?

It's unknown whether, with the growth of his innate talent and comprehension, his strength will one day be so abundant that he can expend it at will, or even achieve the effect of the three-foot-high qi wall in the novel.

With a slight sigh, Hong Yuan's figure flickered and he entered the dense forest.

Without much searching, they spotted Yang Erhu and Yang Jinbao, each with their arms crossed, standing with their backs against a giant tree.

The two brothers seemed to be at odds, arguing incessantly.

Yang Jinbao, in particular, was completely enraged, his every word like a powder keg, spittle flying from his chubby face as he cursed and swore at Yang Erhu.

They seemed ready to roll up their sleeves and fight at any moment if they disagreed.

"Second brother, that's enough. If you keep cursing me, I'll really hit you."

Yang Erhu knew that he had implicated his younger brother, but he still didn't hold back in his words.

"Pah!" Yang Jinbao wasn't about to let him get away with it. He spat at Yang Erhu and yelled, "Who are you calling 'Second Brother'? You're the one who's a bastard! Call me Master Bao!"

"Damn it, you want to hit me? I'm enjoying my drinks and having girls in my arms, living the best life ever, and you've ruined it all, and you still think you're right?"

Yang Erhu wiped the spittle off his face and sneered, "I don't know if I'm right or wrong. You can tell me when I punch you in the face later."

"You think I'm afraid of you, you idiot? Come on! Let's see who beats whom to the ground!"

Yang Jinbao said angrily.

"You're the second oldest, so I'll let you make the first move."

Yang Erhu and Yang Erhu were locked in a fierce confrontation.

Hong Yuan approached within a few feet and coughed lightly, interrupting the argument between the two.

Yang Erhu and Yang Jinbao turned their gazes and saw Hong Yuan, both of them feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Teacher and Uncle-Master have a good relationship," Hong Yuan said with a light laugh.

"Hehe!" Yang Erhu and Yang Jinbao both sneered.

"Teacher, has your uncle decided where to go after leaving Linjiang Prefecture?" Hong Yuan asked with a smile.

Yang Erhu fell silent upon hearing this.

Yang Jinbao laughed: "Where else could we go? Of course, it's Xingqing Prefecture. Er Gouzi and I traveled there when we were young. Wow! The beauties of Xingqing are famous throughout the land for their charm and passion. Their alluring figures and captivating eyes really bewitched Er Gouzi back then!"

After saying that, he glanced sideways at Yang Erhu.

"Er Gouzi, you also want to see your old flame, right?"

Hong Yuan felt there was something amiss in it.

But he wasn't a gossipy person, so he didn't ask any further questions, waiting to find out more from Yang Jinbao in private.

The three of them did not linger and set off immediately.

Just as Hong Yuan and his two companions were heading towards Xingqing Prefecture, undercurrents were beginning to rise in Linjiang Prefecture.

Important figures from the Guo and Hua families met at a manor, with more than ten people from each side.

The head of the Guo family was a middle-aged man with a sinister face, never smiling, and exuding a murderous aura; he was Guo Zhen's elder brother, Guo Wei. The head of the Hua family was dressed in a scholar's robe, with an elegant demeanor, but his eyes were bloodshot and occasionally flashed with a cold, sharp light; he was Hua Feiyun's father, Hua Shouren.

One had lost his younger brother, and the other was grieving the loss of his son. Even though they usually didn't get along due to their rivalry for power, they now felt a sense of shared hatred and indignation.

Hua Shouren looked at Guo Ju, who was following behind Guo Wei, with his head down and his right ear already bandaged. His eyes flashed with hatred, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "Good! Very good! That little beast is so arrogant, treating us as nothing. It's really great. I was really afraid that he would hide from now on, making it difficult for me to vent my hatred."

"Hong Yuan... have you figured out this kid's identity? That Yang Erhu is just a martial arts school owner? How could he have taught someone like this?"

Guo Wei's tone was filled with both hatred and intense shock.

The information about Hong Yuan and Yang Erhu, compiled from Hua Feiyun's remains and the oral accounts of several members of the Dragon King Society who escaped into the prefectural city, was laid out on the table.

It's very simple and self-explanatory.

That's precisely why Guo Wei found it so unbelievable.

For families like theirs, they are like toads wallowing in the mud. But these very toads not only smear mud on their faces, but also bite them so hard they feel pain to the bone.

"That Yang Erhu also has some background. He is a descendant of the Fuhu Sect, which was once as famous as the Jianglong Sect."

Hua Shouren's tone was low: "That little beast surnamed Hong was originally a scholar, but he should have been secretly trained by Yang Erhu long ago. Later, he fell into Wei Zhenzhu's lair. Yang contacted the Dragon King Society and broke in to rescue him..."

Clearly, these upper-class people in the prefecture were aware of Wei Zhenzhu's so-called 'Azure Phoenix Wonderland,' but they turned a blind eye and couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

However, there are many omissions in these words.

For example, with Hong Yuan's martial arts skills, what makes 'Biwu Wonderland' able to trap him?
There are many points of conflict, but the truth is not really important to Hua Shouren and Guo Wei.

They only wanted their enemies to die without a burial place.

"Wei Zhenzhu..." Guo Wei's face showed disgust, and he said in a deep voice, "What did the Wei family say? A person with the surname Wei died, and they didn't even offer any condolences?"

Hua Shouren's expression was gloomy as he shook his head and said, "The people I sent did not see Patriarch Wei; only a steward came forward to dismiss them."

As he spoke, he looked at Guo Wei.

"It seems the Wei family has no shame whatsoever and only wants to stand by and watch." Guo Wei sneered, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Brother Hua, what are your plans?"

Hua Shouren said, "Let's go to Lanyue Garden first to see the scene. We need to know whether that little beast really has three heads and six arms before we can take action."

"Let's go then!"

Guo Wei nodded in agreement.

The two sides gathered together, each accompanied by a hundred or so guards. Guo Wei and Hua Shouren were also protected by several renowned experts before heading towards Lanyue Garden with murderous intent.

The ruins of Lanyue Garden are visible everywhere, with traces of burning, but thanks to a timely heavy rain, a large number of buildings survived.

Even the four pavilions in the inner courtyard were not completely burned down.

The looters had not all dispersed; many were still searching and moving valuables, and fights broke out from time to time.

Guo Wei and Hua Shouren's group had just arrived when many people were frightened and fled in panic. The two men gave a signal, and immediately groups of people dispersed, each drawing their weapons and running away.

Those who took advantage of the chaos were quickly captured or killed, and many others were left alive for questioning.

Both families sent experienced martial arts practitioners to examine the remaining corpses and traces of the battle. Before long, a man with a thick beard and piercing eyes reported to Hua Shouren: "Master, I have examined many of the corpses and wounds, and I have made some discoveries."

He stroked his beard, a hint of smugness in his eyes, waiting to be questioned.

(End of this chapter)