Chapter 626: Three Hundred And Forty Billion Seem A Bit Little (1/2)

Chapter 626: Three Hundred And Forty Billion Seem A Bit Little

The temperature in Feng Yang’s gaze dropped a few degrees lower. With a flip of his palm, the Jiang, Wang, and Gudu Families’ Elders were sent flying into the air, then slammed down heavily. Sprawled on the floor, the three Elders’ bodies twitched without control while white foam frotted out from their mouths. Their eyes rolled back as if they were suffering an episode of epilepsy.

Although the three Elders weren’t weak, being Seventh Order God Realm masters, in front of the Black Warrior Institute Principal Feng Yang, hailed as the strongest person in the Black Tortoise Galaxy, the three families’ Elders were no different than newborn babies, incapable of putting up even an ounce of resistance!

All of a sudden, a piercing foul stench assaulted Huang Xiaolong’s senses. Tracing the source, he saw that the three female disciples manning the counter were shaking, fear paralyzing their delicate faces, and a dark wet patch on the lower part of their dresses.

In a residence not far from the gambling house, a few streets away, Jiang Wuhuang, Wang Dingyi, and Gudu Ye were still sipping spiritual tea in a leisurely manner.

Jiang Wuhuang smacked his lips after taking a mouthful, contentment obvious on his face, “This Immortal Tea produced by the Heavenly Mountain is really soothing.”

Gudu Ye smiled in agreement, “It's a pity that the quantity is just too little, just enough for us old men.”

Wang Dingyi was also savoring the fragrant spiritual tea, a smile emerged on his face, “Then again, only us few old men can afford to drink it. If anyone could drink this tea, then it wouldn’t taste as good.”

Jiang Wuhuang chuckled, “Brother Wang is wise!”

While the three were enjoying their tea, a Jiang Family Elder ran in flustered, his face ashen with fear, “ Patriarch, it’s bad, that kid hired a master and came over to collect his winnings!”

Jiang Wuhuang, Wang Dingyi, and Gudu Ye were fully enjoying their spiritual tea, being interrupted severely soured their mood, “Which kid?” Jiang Wuhuang failed to connect the matter for a second.

“It’s that twenty billion kid!” Not daring to conceal the matter, the Jiang Family Elder blurted in a strained voice.

Twenty billion!

The three old men were instantly jolted to their senses.

“Hired a master?” Jiang Wuhuang’s eyes narrowed to cold thin slits, “How many people does the other side have?”

“O-only, two.” The Jiang Family Elder hesitated.

“Only two people?” Jiang Wuhuang and the other two people’s tensed faces relaxed immediately, while Jiang Wuhuang himself burst out laughing, “I thought the kid brought over a large army of ten thousand equipped with horses and spears. Good, I’ve been feeling a little bored here, let’s go over and see if the two experts that the kid brought have three heads and six arms.” He then looked at Wang Dingyi and Gudu Ye, inquiring, “What about these two Patriarchs?”

Wang Dingyi chuckled softly, “I shall join you to relieve my boredom a little.”

Gudu Ye chimed in, “I hope those two people won’t piss their pants after seeing the three of us making this trip personally.”

All three men’s laugh echoed in the air as they each stood up, heading toward the gambling house.

Following behind the three Patriarchs were masters from each family, moving at a leisurely pace as they chatted and laughed the entire way to the gambling house.

Even so, it didn’t take them long to arrive at the gambling house. Seeing that many of their three families’ guards and disciples laid injured all around the gambling house entrance, a sharp gleam flickered across the three Patriarchs’ eyes.

Just when Jiang Wuhuang, Wang Dingyi, and Gudu Ye stormed inside the gambling house with a face full of wrath, they were momentarily stumped. At this point, both Huang Xiaolong and Feng Yang had their backs toward the main entrance, thus the three Patriarchs only saw their backs, yet it was enough to give them a sense of familiarity. Even so, they failed to grasp why it was so.

In the next moment, the Black Warrior Institute Principal Feng Yang and Huang Xiaolong turned around.

When Feng Yang’s face was clearly facing them, Jiang Wuhuang, Wang Dingyi, and Gudu Ye shuddered inwardly, crying out in unison before they could stop themselves: “Black Warrior Institute Principal!”

Hearing the loud exclamation of their own family Patriarchs, the three families’ masters who were trailing from behind with fierce momentum into the gambling house felt their legs grow weak at the knees, their bodies leaning backward.