Chapter 505 - 284: Who Are You?
Chapter 505: Chapter 284: Who Are You?
Chu Qing’s voice wasn’t loud, but it spread far and wide.
Not only did it disperse within this main stronghold, it even extended throughout the entire Ding’an City.
That night, everyone in Ding’an City heard this sentence...
Because this voice wasn’t noisy or loud, it was as if someone was speaking softly beside them, so it didn’t scare anyone.
Some people wondered who was speaking and searched everywhere, only to find no one.
Only then did they become inexplicably anxious.
Some even went outside to see if someone was playing a joke on them in the street, only to find their neighbors also outside searching.
They exchanged glances, then looked at each other in horror.
Only within the main stronghold of Ding’an Hall, a group of people quickly gathered before Chu Qing.
Leading them was a tall man with a slightly flamboyant hairstyle, his eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief as he looked at Chu Qing.
Then he saw the huge palm seal on the wall and Lan Shuyi, who followed Chu Qing out, covered in blood and in extreme disarray.
His expression suddenly changed:
"Where is the Grand Hall Master?"
Pojun, Greedy Wolf, Beidou, Seven Killings.
The four divisions of Ding’an Hall, with Lan Shuyi leading Pojun, and the person in front of them leading Beidou.
Beidou was Wang Fang’s personal guard, so when he saw this group of strangers, his first instinct was to look for Wang Fang’s trace.
Lan Shuyi grinned:
"Dead."
Those two words made the Beidou leader’s eyes reveal an incomparable killing intent:
"Who was it?"
Actually, there wasn’t much need to ask. His gaze scanned the people present, instinctively landing on Chu Qing.
His intuition told him that among everyone present, only this person had the ability to kill Wang Fang.
"It was..."
He hadn’t even finished saying "you" when Chu Qing glanced back at him.
With just that one glance, all his killing intent and anger were doused as if by a bucket of cold water, dissipating completely.
He didn’t know why, but although Chu Qing’s eyes weren’t fierce, this one look unleashed a flood of fear within him that no matter what he couldn’t contain.
His tall stature couldn’t help but tremble.
"Calm down."
Chu Qing spoke softly, but the words entered his ears like the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
His knees went weak, and he involuntarily fell to the ground.
This scene left the disciples of the Beidou division behind him in wide-eyed disbelief, and someone summoned the courage to speak:
"My lord..."
The Beidou leader quickly raised his hand to stop him, then turned to Chu Qing:
"Who exactly are you, sir?"
Chu Qing frowned slightly, looking at him again, this time with a bit of anger in his eyes:
"Noisy."
With a flick of his sleeve, a palm was casually sent forth.
The Beidou leader’s pupils contracted sharply, without thinking much, he couldn’t even stand up.
He extended his arms, launching with all his strength.
But when his palm met with Chu Qing’s palm wind, it felt as if his hands were touching a collapsing mountain.
It’s like an ant trying to shake a tree or an arm trying to stop a chariot, nothing could compare!
With a puff, blood spurted from his mouth, and he knelt on the ground, sliding backward.
Some Beidou disciples stepped forward to stop him, only to be thrown away by the force.
He slid to the base of the wall, his legs already covered in blood, and only then did the Beidou leader stop.
Looking back at Chu Qing, his eyes were filled with terror.
Unbeatable!
The Grand Hall Master didn’t die unjustly!
These two thoughts instantly surfaced in his mind.
Chu Qing sighed at this moment and glanced gently at Gentle, seeing her eyes confused, he knew she hadn’t caught anything either.
This situation was probably somewhat different from Prince Xue...
Prince Xue altered his own scent, while it wasn’t certain Prince Xi had come here.
The [Silk Thread Puppetry] martial arts technique was terribly strange, killing from a distance was not impossible. After all, once you practiced his martial arts, you bore his imprint.
No one knew to what extent Prince Xi could achieve in such a situation.
His invitation for Prince Xi to show himself was just a formality.
In truth, he hadn’t actually detected Prince Xi’s presence nearby...it was just a guess he might be around.
If the invitation caused him to lose his composure, perhaps some evidence could be found.
But now, it seemed to have been in vain.
Thinking of this, Chu Qing couldn’t help but glance at the Beidou leader, asking Lan Shuyi:
"Who is this?"
"The Beidou leader... San Jisheng."
"The surname San?"
Chu Qing was a bit surprised, it’s quite rare.
"Yes."
Lan Shuyi nodded:
"It’s my first time encountering someone with the surname San, and I’ve met two."
"Who’s the second?"
"His son."
"..."
Chu Qing suddenly felt that Wang Fang had actually held back a bit earlier, why hadn’t he destroyed this guy’s ability to speak, leaving him to still have the leisure to spout nonsense here?
"What... are you going to do to my son?"
San Jisheng was instantly horrified when he heard their conversation.
Chu Qing was a bit puzzled, how on earth had he gotten from such an insignificant conversation that they were going to harm his son?
Ignoring him, Chu Qing asked Lan Shuyi:
"What do you plan to do next?"
"With the major grievance avenged, leave here and find a place to live well?"
"Or do you have other plans?"
Lan Shuyi smiled:
"That depends on the decision of the Third Young Master."
"Third Young Master!"
San Jisheng’s pupils contracted sharply upon realizing who the person standing in front of him was.
It was the Third Young Master who killed the Martial Emperor’s disciple and Prince Xue!
Luo Wushuang’s identity wasn’t known to others, but as Ding’an Hall’s Beidou leader, naturally, he had the Ding’an Hall’s intelligence network.