Chapter 888: All Dead (1/2)
The disciple respectfully complied and left the great hall.
On the periphery of the Black Warrior Institute’s grounds, Jiang Wuhuang, Wang Dingy, Gudu Ye, and Zhu Chu saw that the disciple who went to report had returned, but there was no Wang Na, nor a Grand Elder who came out to welcome them. Seeing this, these distinguish Patriarchs were slightly frowning.
The disciple stood a few meters before the four Patriarchs, saying that the Black Warrior Institute Principal invites them to the great hall.
Of course, that disciple only mentioned the Institute Principal and not Institute Principal Wang Na. However, neither Jiang Wuhuang nor Wang Dingyi, Gudu Ye, or Zhu Chu noticed this small detail.
“Hehe, that biddy is putting on airs now. She knows we’re here, but not only did she not come out to welcome us, she didn’t even send a Grand Elder, or an Elder at the very least. Instead, she just sent a common disciple to inform us.” Wang Dingyi was upset.
Gudu Ye curled his lips in disdain, bearing a hint of envy, “She’s now the Black Warrior Institute Principal, greatly favored by the Great Lord, putting some airs in front of us is no surprise. However, Jiang Wuhuang,even though that biddy is your lover, she obviously doesn’t put you in her eyes. Hehe, looks like you’re losing your charm ah.”
Wang Dingyi and the others didn’t bother to conceal their laughter, causing Jiang Wuhuang’s face to stretch taut in annoyance, “Several Patriarchs need not be concerned about my charm.” Jiang Wuhuang flicked his sleeves and flew forward, leaving the rest behind. Watching him act this way, Gudu Ye and the rest decided against saying anything more.
Without another word, the disciple led Jiang Wuhuang’s group to the Black Warrior Great Hall.
On the way, with his back toward the others, Jiang Wuhuang’s expression was sullen. Even after knowing he was here, that Wang Na actually hadn't come out to welcome him? Looks like he needed to ‘torture’ her good tonight.
They soon arrived at the Black Warrior Great Hall, entering behind the disciple.
Just as they stepped inside, all four of them spotted Huang Xiaolong almost immediately, as well as Feng Yang, Liu Yun, Qi Wen, and Chen Yang. For a second, Jiang Wuhuang’s group was nonplussed.
“Huang Xiaolong, you’re not dead?!” Jiang Wuhuang’s face sank.
“What, are you disappointed that I didn’t die?”
Wang Dingyi snorted coldly, “I didn't expect you to still be alive, and I cannot comprehend why the Great Lord would spare you.”
Spare Huang Xiaolong? Feng Yang, Liu Yun, and everyone else revealed an odd expression.
“Where’s Wang Na?” Jiang Wuhuang already took a glance around the great hall but did not see her. He did not miss the two human-shaped holes on the walls, perplexing him. Not to mention the seemingly weakened Eminent Elders and Grand Elders in the hall, who were behaving fidgety.
Wang Dingyi and Gudu Ye suddenly tensed noticing Wang Na’s absence.
“Where is your Institute Principal Wang Na?!” Wang Dingyi directed this question at Grand Elder He Zhiwu.
He Zhiwu flinched, looking terrified. His mouth opened and closed, but no actual word was spoken. At this point, without Huang Xiaolong’s permission, even if he were given ten thousand times more courage, he still wouldn’t dare to utter a word.
Watching this, an ominous feeling suddenly crept up Jiang Wuhuang’s heart.
“Huang Xiaolong, is it you? Did you detain Wang Na? Speak, is it you?!” Jiang Wuhuang snarled at Huang Xiaolong.
“Could it be that Wang Na didn’t come out to welcome us because you detained her?!” Wang Dingyi was glaring daggers at Huang Xiaolong, “Huang Xiaolong, you’d do better to release Wang Na immediately! Even if you locked her up, you cannot stop us from forming an alliance with the Black Warrior Institute.”
Other possibilities did not cross Wang Dingyi or the other three people’s minds. More accurately, it never occurred to them that Huang Xiaolong had the guts to kill Wang Na. Imprisoning her was the best choice in their opinion.
After all, Wang Na was the current official Black Warrior Institute Principal, everyone in the Black Tortoise Galaxy knew about this.
In the Black Warrior Institute’s tens of thousands of years of history, never had there been anyone who dared to do so.
A harsh snicker of contempt sounded from Huang Xiaolong, “You guys want to see Wang Na that old witch so much? Don’t rush, you lot will get to see her very soon.”