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Chapter 62: Who is this will-o'-the-wisp boy?

Dust filled the long streets of Luoyang.

Tens of thousands of Xiliang cavalrymen, like a black torrent, recklessly swept through the capital city that had just begun to recover some vitality.

The neighing of warhorses mingled with the cries of the people.

Ma Chao rode a pure white jade lion, holding a tiger-headed golden spear, coldly watching his men plunder the grain shops on the street.

The Western Liang region was bitterly cold and suffered from severe drought for years; the soldiers were already starving.

His purpose in coming to Beijing this time was to ask for grain.

If that puppet emperor doesn't give it to him, he wouldn't mind letting the Xiliang cavalry raze the palace to the ground.

"Brother, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to let our men loot like this?"

Ma Yunlu rode over on a chestnut horse.

She wore a silver, tight-fitting fish-scale armor, with a white silver armor skirt on her lower body, and her long, straight legs were tightly wrapped around the horse's belly.

Two specially made leather dagger sheaths were strapped to the outside of her thighs, paired with over-the-knee open-toed boots, giving her a wild and untamed beauty.

Ma Chao didn't even glance at his sister.

"The rule in Xiliang is survival of the fittest."

"They can't even protect their own food; they deserve to be robbed."

At the other end of the street, Gu Fan, dressed in a well-tailored custom-made high-end casual outfit, held a glass of fairy spirit juice with ice in his hand.

He was strolling down the street with his maid Lan'er, taking a walk after his meal.

Gu Fan looked at the chaotic scene ahead and curled his lip in disgust.

"Is this the renowned Xiliang Iron Cavalry?"

"They look like a bunch of street-smart kids, so low-class."

Lan'er wore a light purple gauze dress, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura, like a fairy who stepped out of a painting.

She understood the displeasure in Gu Fan's words and gently plucked the scorched-tail zither she was holding in her arms.

"If you find them an eyesore, young master, then Lan'er will ask them to be quiet."

Gu Fan took a sip of juice through the straw and waved his hand casually.

"Let's clear the area; it's affecting our appetite."

Lan'er nodded slightly, her slender, fair fingers gently plucking the strings of the zither.

Zheng.

A clear, crisp piano note echoed through the bustling street.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Xiliang soldier.

Ten thousand arrogant Xiliang cavalrymen, along with their frenzied demon wolf warhorses, looked as if an ancient divine mountain was pressing down on their backs.

thump.

thump.

The sound of people kneeling echoed throughout the long street.

The hard bluestone pavement was smashed into countless deep pits, and gravel flew everywhere.

Those fierce Xiliang soldiers who were just swaggering around were now all lying prostrate on the ground, unable to move even a finger.

Ma Chao's expression changed drastically, and his true energy, which was at the early stage of the Celestial Realm, surged wildly within him in an attempt to resist this invisible pressure.

A gigantic phantom of a blue lion battle spirit appeared behind him, roaring silently to the sky.

The white metal energy transformed into a tangible blade, cutting through the surrounding air.

"Get up!"

Ma Chao gripped the tiger-headed golden spear tightly with both hands, his eyes bloodshot, trying his best to stand up straight.

Lan'er looked at him expressionlessly, and increased the pressure on the strings with her fingers.

Click.

The majestic phantom of the Azure Lion Battle Spirit was as if it had been grasped by an invisible hand, shattering into countless points of light.

Ma Chao groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

His proud Geng metal energy was completely suppressed back into his body, his knees buckled, and he crashed heavily to the ground.

The pure white jade lion was foaming at the mouth.

The entire long street fell silent.

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The only sound was the slurping noise coming from Gu Fan's straw.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's not good enough already?"

Gu Fan, biting on an ice cube, walked up to Ma Chao and looked down at the man known as the Grim Reaper of Xiliang.

"I thought he was really good at fighting, but he's just a show-off."

Ma Chao gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot with humiliation, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his head.

Ma Yunlu, who was next to her, was also forced to kneel on one knee.

She struggled to lift her head, her wild eyes filled with shock and resentment.

Gu Fan's gaze swept over Ma Yunlu's long, straight legs, and the system's cheeky notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Scan successful.]

Name: Ma Yunlu

[Identity: Daughter of Ma Teng, Governor of Xiliang; Sister of Ma Chao]

[Physique: White Tiger Physique (Top-Tier Dual Cultivation Physique)]

[Appearance rating: 96 (out of 100)]

Current state: Humiliated, shocked, resentful

[Number of charging cycles: 0]

Gu Fan raised an eyebrow, a slight smile curving his lips.

"Oh, there's even a rose with thorns here."

He stretched out two fingers, pinched Ma Yunlu's chin, and forced her to raise her head.

"She's quite pretty, but her outfit is so outdated."

"What a waste of such a beautiful pair of legs."

Ma Yunlu was forced to tilt her head back, feeling the warm touch on her chin, and she trembled with anger.

"Get your dirty hands off me!"

"If you have the guts, kill me! Otherwise, my 300,000 iron cavalry of Xiliang will never let you go!"

Gu Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Three hundred thousand iron cavalry?"

"You can't even afford to eat, yet you dare to scare me?"

He released his grip, took out a wet tissue from his storage ring, wiped his fingers, and casually tossed it onto Ma Chao's face.

"Go back and tell that old man named Ma Teng."

"Luoyang is now under my protection."

"If you want to beg here, you have to follow my rules."

"Lan'er, let's go."

Gu Fan turned and left, not even bothering to look at them again.

As his figure receded into the distance, the terrifying pressure that had enveloped the long street dissipated.

Ma Chao was panting heavily, his whole body looking as if he had been pulled out of the water.

He looked in the direction Gu Fan had left, his fingers gripping the spear still trembling slightly.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Ma Yunlu quickly helped Ma Chao up, her eyes glistening with angry tears.

"This person's strength is unfathomable, far beyond human capabilities."

"Let's go back to camp and discuss this further."

Ma Yunlu bit her lip, watching Gu Fan disappear around the street corner, and gripped the leather dagger sheath at her waist.

She had never suffered such humiliation in her entire life.

She has to get her revenge.

......

As night fell, the imperial palace in Luoyang was brightly lit.

Gu Fan leaned back on the large sofa, holding a glass of red wine, watching the immortal talent show playing in the water mirror.

"Young master, that little wildcat from Xiliang has already reached the outskirts of the palace."

Zhu'er, dressed in a light blue outfit, appeared silently behind Gu Fan and began massaging his shoulders.

Gu Fan swirled his wine glass and chuckled softly.

"They actually dared to come."

"I like this temperament."

"Let her in, don't scare her away."

Zhu'er responded and her figure disappeared back into the darkness.

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