With a flick of her hand, Feng Zhi Wei hurled him a full thirty feet away!
Along with a resounding bang, came the man’s howl of pain as he slammed into a wall. As he slid to the ground, he vomited out a mouthful of blood. The entire’s crowd’s expressions changed in an instant.
Feng Zhi Wei let out a cold sneer. “Who do you think you are, that you can call me brother?”
“You arrogant brat! You dare to hurt our Great Protector!” A man dressed in the same yellow robes with a red sash drew his sword and charged forward, swinging furiously. “Brothers of the Iron Blood Gang! Cut down this arrogant brat for me!”
“Pah, what Iron Blood? More like pig’s blood!” Feng Zhi Wei’s guard captain had already drawn his own sword and rushed forward. The swords clashed with a ringing clang, sending a shower of sparks flying. Amid the sparks, Feng Zhi Wei had already strolled forward leisurely, her hands clasped behind her back. She spoke as she walked, listing off names “The Iron Blood Gang, the Spirit Sword Alliance, the Eighteen Sworn Brothers of the Great Banner, the Long Saber Sect…”
In one shot, she rattled off the name of every gang present, big or small. Only after she had finished listing off the gangs did she speak again. “A tiger fallen upon the plains is bullied by dogs. You dogs who only know how to scavenge leftover bones are not worthy to bark here. Guard captain, in half a quarter of an hour, I don’t want to see these people.”
“Yes, sir!” Her guard captain replied loudly. The guards, personally trained by Gu Nan Yi, rushed forward with their swords drawn. These men were handpicked personally for her by Gu Nan Yi, each an exceptional fighter out of hundreds. They had followed her across the length and breadth of the land, fought in battles, and seen bloodshed. On top of all that, they received personal tutelage from one of the greatest martial artists of the land.
How could a bunch of common martial-world thugs possibly compare?
In the blink of an eye, howls of pain rang out one after another, teeth and blood flying everywhere. In an instant, the open courtyard in front of the Dragon Slaying Gang’s headquarters was cleared. Apart from Feng Zhi Wei and her group, not a single person remained standing.
The ruffians lay scattered across the ground, rolling around and howling in pain while clutching their faces and legs. Then someone suddenly yelled, “Get lost!” The men scrambled to flee like frightened rats, limping and clutching their injured arms, not daring to even look back.
Feng Zhi Wei didn’t look back either. She didn’t even spare them a single glance. Instead, she kept her eyes on the gate of the Dragon Slaying Gang’s headquarters that was swinging open at that very moment. A burly man hurried out, leading two groups of men behind him.
His gaze swept across the scene before him, then he immediately bowed to Feng Zhi Wei, “We are deeply grateful for your help, brother. May I ask your name?”
The man’s manner was neither servile nor arrogant. There was gratitude in his expression, but there was also a trace of wariness. After all, no matter how one looks at Feng Zhi Wei, she doesn’t look like someone from the martial world. Instead, she seemed more like a refined nobleman of royal blood. People like him are naturally suspicious of anyone connected to the imperial officialdom.
On the inside, Feng Zhi Wei was pleased. It seemed that the leader of the Dragon Slaying Gang did indeed have some capable people working under him. Looking at the man with the gaze of a leader inspecting one of his subordinates, she raised a hand and smiled, “It was no trouble at all, hardly worth mentioning. I am an old acquaintance of your chief and have come especially to pay him a visit today. Please inform your chief that an old friend from the north of the mountains wishes to know: Have you been well since we last parted?”
As soon as he heard the last final few words, the man’s expression immediately tightened. He quickly bowed and hurried inside with his men. A short while later, he came back out, this time with even more people behind him. Standing before the entrance, he gave a deep, formal bow and said, “The chief of the Dragon Slaying Gang invites you in!”
Feng Zhi Wei nodded and walked inside calmly with unhurried steps. Her guards moved to follow her, but the man raised his arm to stop them. The guards behind Feng Zhi Wei immediately raised their brows and drew their swords halfway out with a sharp clang. The members of the Dragon Slaying Gang standing nearby immediately looked over with burning gazes. In an instant, the atmosphere between the two sides became extremely tense.
Without turning her head, Feng Zhi Wei raised her hand slightly and said casually, “Since I am meeting an old acquaintance, why would I need a bunch of attendants? Stand down.”
Not daring to disobey, with a series of sharp clanging metallic sounds, the guards sheathed their weapons in unison. However, instead of leaving, they all stood like iron stakes, planted firmly at the entrance, their backs straight as they faced the main gate with their unblinking eyes.
Observing this, the members of the Dragon Slaying Gang were once again astonished. They had initially assumed this person must be some young nobleman from an aristocratic family. But what young nobleman could command guards with such absolute discipline and execution? More importantly, these guards all carried the aura of bloodshed. It was clear with one glance that these are not your usual useless, pampered bodyguards of some ordinary government official. These were men who had truly killed, who had faced the danger and blood of this world. This person’s background has become even more mysterious and difficult to determine.
Feng Zhi Wei, however, remained unperturbed, smiling as she followed the guide inside. The main courtyard of the Dragon Slaying Gang’s headquarters was not dark and intimidating as one might have imagined. On the contrary, it was decorated with remarkable elegance and order. It looked more like the manor of a high-ranking official than the headquarters of a group of martial-world gangsters.
Taking it all in, Feng Zhi Wei gave a slight nod of approval. When she next raised her eyes, she had already reached the main hall.
Standing on the steps was a man dressed in a sapphire-blue robe and a black cloak. He appeared to be in his thirties. His appearance neat and well-groomed. His expression was calm, but there was a hint of arrogance. Instead of looking like a gang leader, he looked more like a wealthy young nobleman who grew up in comfort and luxury.
The moment Feng Zhi Wei laid her eyes on him, she enthusiastically extended her hand and called out from a distance, “Brother, it has been such a long time since we last parted. How have you been? Are you in good health and spirits? Your foolish younger brother has missed you terribly, truly missed you terribly!”
As she rattled on about “missing you terribly”, she casually made her way up the steps. Reaching out, she caught hold of the Dragon Slaying Gang leader’s arm and took the lead to start escorting him into the hall.
The man’s expression turned cold. Hidden in his sleeve, his fingers flicked, sending a burst of force toward her. At the same moment, however, Feng Zhi Wei curled her middle finger inward and effortlessly suppressed the incoming force. Her expression stayed the same as she said with a bright smile, “Please, please, go ahead.”
The brief exchange beneath their sleeves was just one move, but it was enough to make the Dragon Slaying Gang leader’s expression change several times. He shot a glance at his men, signaling them to hold back as his face transformed into a smile as he said, “Brother, I never expected you to pay us a sudden visit. Please forgive me for not welcoming you properly. Come, come, please!” As he spoke, he casually gave a wave of his hand. The main hall’s partially closed door suddenly swung wide open with a thunderous bang.
The hall was filled with people sitting upright and rigid. All eyes were fixed intently on the two people standing on the steps. The expressions on their faces did not look friendly at all.
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