Battle Through the Heavens: It turns out I'm actually the patriarch of the Xiao family!

Chapter 56 I've long admired your name

Sunlight streams down, illuminating every corner of the desert.

In the western part of Stone Desert City, a huge courtyard was filled with the sounds of laughter and playful banter.

A flag hangs from a wooden pole in the middle of the courtyard, bearing the five large characters "Sand Mercenary Group".

A gentle breeze swept by, causing the flag to bend and lose its direction.

There were two people in a room in the center of the courtyard.

One of them was none other than Mo Xing, whom Xiao Yan had burned to ashes.

The middle-aged man at the head of the table was none other than Rob, the leader of the Sand Mercenary Group.

"Captain, I feel that Xiao Ding and his gang are getting more and more arrogant. You know, our Sand Mercenary Group is the old-established force in Stone Desert City. Those two young punks have only been here for a few years, and they already don't take us seriously. If we let them continue to develop, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles in the future." Mo Xing licked his lips and said in a cold voice.

Rob raised his eyes from the top seat.

He glanced at Moxing below and said indifferently, "It's all just business; it's fair competition."

He didn't really want to clash with the Mo Tie mercenary group.

Although he was a Grand Battle Master, all the strong members of the group, except for Mo Xing who was a Battle Master, were below the Battle Master level.

On the other hand, the Mo Tie Mercenary Group not only has Xiao Ding and Xiao Li as Dou Shi experts, but also two two-star Dou Shi in the group. Their overall strength is much stronger than that of the Sand Mercenary Group.

Therefore, Rob also had some reservations about the Mo Tie Mercenary Group.

"Commander, I've said it several times already, there are too many secrets in the desert, what if—" Seeing Rob's attitude, Mo Xing cursed inwardly, then added fuel to the fire again.

This was clearly not the first time he had done this.

However, this time, before he could finish speaking, a sigh was heard.

"Sigh—my friend, you're pushing your guild leader into a fire pit."

A faint voice suddenly rang out in the room without warning.

The sudden sound caused the two people inside the room to change their expressions drastically.

The two turned around abruptly, and were then somewhat alarmed to find that a handsome young man had appeared on the chair in the corner of the room at some unknown time.

"Who are you?!"

Staring in shock at the boy who had managed to enter the room without his knowledge, Rob shouted.

However, there seemed to be a hint of bravado in that voice.

"Commander Luo Bu, I've heard so much about you."

"I come from the Desert Iron Mercenary Group."

Xiao Chen looked up and smiled.

Upon hearing this, Rob's pupils narrowed slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Xiao Chen, and he said in a deep voice, "Friend, what brings you to my Sand Mercenary Group?"

Having witnessed Xiao Chen's ghostly figure firsthand, Rob wouldn't be foolish enough to mistake him for a weak and ignorant boy.

"Actually, it's nothing much. I just wanted to ask Captain Rob to disband the Sand Mercenary Group and join the Desert Iron Mercenary Group, so I came here specifically to inform him." Xiao Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the table and said with a smile.

"Kid, you're too arrogant! Who do you think you are!" Mo Xing shouted angrily upon hearing Xiao Chen's words.

"So noisy." Raising his eyes, Xiao Chen looked at Mo Xing, who was hiding behind Luo Bu, and a cold glint flashed in his dark eyes.

He slightly rose, then swayed, almost instantly appearing behind Mo Xing, a fair hand gently gripping the latter's neck.

Leaning slightly forward, Xiao Chen said softly, "As a strategist, you should know what it means to make an example of someone, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen suddenly exerted force with his palm and crushed the neck of the terrified Mo Xing.

The body collapsed to the ground.

Having instantly killed Mo Xing, Xiao Chen clapped his hands lightly, and with a flash, arrived in front of Rob, whose body was stiff and whose back was turned to him.

Looking at his face covered in cold sweat, Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile slightly.

Looking at the smile on the boy's face, Rob's throat bobbed slightly.

The sight of Xiao Chen's feet off the ground sent a chill down his spine.

Walking on air!

"Battle Master————"

Rob looked at the young face in front of him and groaned inwardly.

Who would have thought that this was actually a Dou Zong powerhouse!

"Hmm—the thing I mentioned earlier—" Xiao Chen glanced at the sky outside and asked with a smile.

"Gurgle."

Swallowing hard, Rob wiped the fine beads of cold sweat from his forehead, a grim smile spreading across his face. Just as he was about to speak, a figure burst through the door and rushed in.

"Captain, the Desert Iron Mercenary Group is attacking this way!"

Inside the room, the stench of blood had not yet dissipated. Rob stared stiffly at the faint smile on Xiao Chen's face, feeling a chill run down his spine to the top of his head.

The mercenary who rushed in only then saw the corpse on the ground, Rob's pale face, and the only calm and composed boy in the room. His voice froze, and he was dumbfounded.

Rob suddenly snapped out of his daze, his Adam's apple bobbing violently as he turned his gaze to Xiao Chen.

The deafening shouts of battle outside were getting closer and closer, like the urgent beat of a death knell, pounding on his taut nerves.

"My lord! I—I'll go out right away!"

Rob's voice trembled noticeably with urgency. He wanted nothing more than to immediately express his stance to the people of Mo Tie, fearing that if he hesitated, he would suffer the same fate as Mo Xing.

He looked at Xiao Chen with almost pleading eyes.

Xiao Chen still had a faint smile on his face and nodded slightly: "Yes, go ahead. Keep an eye on your people. I believe Commander Luo is a smart man, knowing what to say and what not to say."

That gentle tone, however, contained an undeniable chill.

Rob felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He didn't dare to hesitate any longer and practically tumbled and crawled out of the room, with the mercenary who had brought the message following him in a similar scramble.

Outside the base of the Sand Mercenary Group in Stone Desert City.

The air seemed to freeze.

The once bustling city thoroughfare was now eerily silent, with countless residents hiding in their homes or shops, only daring to peek nervously through the cracks.

Led by the brothers Xiao Ding and Xiao Li, dozens of elite members of the Desert Iron Mercenary Group formed a tight battle formation. Each person held a weapon, their fighting spirit concealed, their eyes sharp as eagles, and a murderous aura soared into the sky, firmly locking onto the huge courtyard of the Sand Mercenary Group.

Heavy footsteps pounded on the gravel road, making a rhythmic and dull sound.

"Judging by their stance, this is a fight to the death!"

"Is the Sand Mercenary Group really finished this time?"

Why did the Desert Iron Mercenary Group suddenly make such a big move?

"Rob is a Grand Battle Master, and his strength is not weak, but Mo Tie's lineup—"

In the corners of the streets and alleys, the hushed discussions were almost inaudible under the immense pressure.

Everyone held their breath, quietly waiting for the anticipated fierce battle to break out.

Suddenly, the tightly closed door of the Sand Mercenary Group was violently pulled open from the inside.

A figure stumbled out, moving as if fleeing for their life.

It's Rob!

He rushed to the open space in front of the gate, and under the gaze of countless astonished, confused and puzzled eyes, he made a move that shocked the entire Stone Desert City.

"Thump!"

Rob, the leader of the Sand Mercenary Group and a renowned Grand Master in Stone Desert City, actually knelt down heavily in the direction of Xiao Ding and Xiao Li!

His massive frame was now prostrate in humility, his forehead pressed tightly against the scorching sand. His voice, hoarse with extreme fear and despair, screamed with all his might, "Captains! The Sand Mercenary Group surrenders! The group is disbanded immediately! We—are willing to submit to Mo Tie! We are at your disposal!"

boom!

The deathly silence was shattered in an instant, followed by a deafening roar of shock.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes wide open.

"What?!"

"Rob knelt down—knelt down?"

"I—I didn't hear that wrong, did I?"

"Surrender? Disband? Submit?"

"He's a Grand Battle Master! The leader of the Sand Mercenary Group! How is this possible?!"

What about the fierce battle they anticipated?

How did it turn into kowtowing and recognizing a master?

This sudden and astonishing reversal completely disrupted everyone's thinking.

However, amidst this eerie silence and extreme confusion, a young figure slowly emerged from the gates of the Sand Mercenary Group.