Chapter 779 (Despise of a King)
At this moment, Xia Yu was filled with fear. If a volley of ten thousand arrows were to be shot now, he would undoubtedly be turned into a hornet's nest. The mere thought of it sent shivers down his spine.
Ye Hua looked at Xia Yu approaching from the group and asked, "Who is this person?"
"He used to be from the royal family of the Valoris," Mu Ran whispered. If one didn't know better, they would have thought that the two of them were allies, conversing so casually.
Ye Hua understood now, quite interesting indeed.
Ye Hua gestured slightly to Selena behind him, and she understood, immediately making arrangements.
Riding on a horse, Xia Yu had reached the central position. The icy cold wind stiffened his arms, and he could only look up at the towering wall that reached a hundred zhang in height.
Just when Xia Yu was in a state of panic, suddenly, war drums resounded again!
This time, the drums were different from before, carrying a fervent atmosphere. Banners were raised on the city wall, fluttering in the cold wind, and a tremendous sense of oppression swept over.
Xia Yu's warhorse couldn't bear such an aura, becoming restless. He was thrown off the horse and ended up in the snow, looking dishevelled, while the horse fled.
Seeing this scene, Ye Hua couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile. Quite weak, not fit for the stage.
Xia Yu in the snow felt awkward, his once pale cheeks now flushed.
Now, he had no choice but to proceed on foot...
With heavy steps, Xia Yu gradually walked toward the city gate, only to discover a problem...
Even if he shouted until he lost his voice, it seemed that the people above couldn't hear him at all...
Just as Xia Yu was trying to figure out what to do, the massive city gate slowly opened!
This made Xia Yu unconsciously step back. The impending battle, and yet they were opening the city gate. What did this mean?
At this point, both Ma Zhi and Fang Meiying were also puzzled. They couldn't grasp the opponent's intention. This seemed rather reckless, directly opening the city gate like this.
Everyone's attention was fixed on the city gate, seemingly eager to see who would emerge.
However, everyone would be disappointed; it wasn't a person who emerged...
It was a Siberian Husky.
They sent out a dog!
Was this mockery from the Voidless Empire?
The three hundred thousand strong army was furious, a blatant mockery. Sending a dog out for negotiation was an excessive insult!
Mu Ran also saw Yun Lang stepping out and was puzzled. This was blatant contempt. Why would the Emperor do this? This would only anger the other side, and reconciliation would be impossible even if they wanted it later.
"Sending a dog out... Emperor, why?" Mu Ran couldn't help but ask curiously.
Ye Hua glanced at Mu Ran and said lightly, "This is already quite respectful of them."
Mu Ran fell silent, pondering her words for the upcoming discussion.
Below, Xia Yu watched as a dog approached him. Its silver fur and eerie eyes seemed to convey something...
He found himself unable to move.
What breed of dog was this? It had such an ability!
Yun Lang circled around Xia Yu and instinctively sniffed him. Then he realised... why was he sniffing? He wasn't a real dog, he was just pretending to be one. It seemed he had become accustomed to acting like a dog lately, all subconscious movements.
Yun Lang gave Xia Yu a disdainful look, raising his head slightly. This was the despise of a king.
Suppressing his panic, Xia Yu shouted regardless of whether the dog could understand, "Release Mu Ran and we will spare your lives!"
Of course, Ye Hua could hear. He smiled and asked, "He's quite confident. What do you say, Mu Ran?"
Mu Ran fell silent. She felt like she wasn't a hostage, but his accomplice.
Yun Lang shook his head, as if saying, "You're not good enough, send someone else..."
For the sake of fairness, Yun Lang took small steps and walked toward the three hundred thousand strong army. His gaze emitted a peculiar coldness.
The gaze of death.
Xia Yu quickly turned around and fled; his mission was done.
At this moment, the scene became peculiar. Yun Lang walked with a proud posture, while Xia Yu was filled with panic and stumbled from time to time. This made the three hundred thousand people embarrassed, wishing they could kill this person who was undermining their morale. They looked at Yun Lang's dog and thought, why not learn from its graceful strides?
This first encounter was a loss.
Man can't match up to dogs.
Soon, Yun Lang arrived in front of the three hundred thousand strong army, as if reviewing his own troops. This made everyone feel like eating dog meat; after all, it would probably be quite satisfying in this freezing weather.
"This dog is odd," Ma Zhi said in a deep voice.
Fang Meiying also sensed it, although she couldn't put it into words. But this dog was definitely not ordinary.
Yun Lang stopped in front of Fang Meiying, then turned around and gestured with his foot, seemingly indicating for Fang Meiying to follow.
"Don't go," Ma Zhi whispered.
Fang Meiying paused. "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Facing such a dog, Fang Meiying was also puzzled, but she refrained from taking action.
If they had attacked earlier, the situation would have been more amusing.
Then Yun Lang could have been a hearty meal.
Yun Lang walked ahead, and Fang Meiying followed behind with confidence. After all, she was the strongest among them!
A First-Rank Emperor!
Yun Lang led Fang Meiying directly into the city and the gates closed.
The three hundred thousand people were impressed. Truly worthy of being an elder of the Supreme Spirit Sect. Who else could display such courage?
Venturing into danger alone.
Awesome!
From the city tower, Mu Ran saw her master entering, and her excitement was evident. She still had no idea what the Emperor was up to.
Ye Hua asked casually, "You're about to meet your master. Are you excited?"
"Your Majesty! What are you planning?" Mu Ran had no clue, but her curiosity was getting the better of her gossipy nature.
Ye Hua didn't answer, leaning lightly against the city wall, waiting for Fang Meiying to come up.
Fang Meiying, following behind Yun Lang, was also puzzled. This dog seemed to be leading her to meet the Emperor. Wasn't he afraid she might kill the Emperor on the spot?
Or perhaps they simply had no fear? Should she kill the Emperor later?
She needed to consider this now.
Climbing a hundred zhang tall city tower wasn't an easy feat. After a while, Yun Lang finally brought Fang Meiying to the top.
Then Yun Lang squatted down beside her, keeping watch.
"Master~" Mu Ran excitedly shouted and rushed into Fang Meiying's arms. Ye Hua watched without intervening; after all, he had summoned them to witness their teacher-student relationship. After all, things might turn sour soon.
"Ran'er, are you okay?" Fang Meiying asked with concern, patting Mu Ran's hair.
Mu Ran nodded. "Master, I'm fine. His Majesty is treating me well."
Speaking of the Emperor, Fang Meiying looked up at Ye Hua. Her impression of him... was a bit frivolous. The Emperor was actually leaning against the wall, showing no sense of dignity. Except for that handsome and imposing face, he was somewhat useless.
And those two women beside him, dressed so provocatively, weren't anything good. That much could be deduced.
This Emperor was inept.
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