Chapter 523 - Enter The Dragon (2/2)
Complicated and strong emotions roiled inside Guo Nuannuan as she glared at her father.
“Good timing. I was just discussing with Uncle Leng about your marriage. As you know, the new Overseer of the Dragon Hall is facing some challenges to get things back online after the change of leaders.h.i.+p. Uncle Leng was nice enough to secure two positions in the caucus of the Dragon Hall for both you and your fiance. It’s a good opportunity for you.”
Guo Shoukang’s eyes darted left and right, but his voice was firm.
“Nuannuan, please don’t blame daddy. You are going to get married sooner or later anyway, and it is not like Leng Tong is not good enough for you. Your marriage could bring us closer to the Leng family, as well as the new Overseer.”
“Congratulations!”
“Nuannuan’s renowned beauty is only matched by Leng Tong’s exceptional talent in Martial Arts. It’s a match made in heaven and a sign that the Leng family is going to rise to prominence within the Dragon Hall.”
“Indeed, indeed! Make sure you invite us to the wedding!”
Many leaders of the Dragon Hall congratulated them on the marriage.
There were also a few people who glared at Guo Nuannuan jealously, hoping their daughter could be as attractive as she.
Leng Jianfeng had quickly risen to power recently and was the third in command right next to the Hall Master and Lord Lee.
Guo Shoukang heaped smiles onto his face and thanked everyone for their blessings. Although he was one of, if not the richest man in Malaysia, he was nothing in the eyes of the leaders of the Dragon Hall.
Guo Nuannuan’s heart sank to the bottom when she saw her father’s cowardice.
Leng Jianfeng nodded with a smug smile. Meanwhile, a question rang in his mind.
“Where is my son, Leng Tong?”
Suddenly, Leng Jianfeng heard a booming voice.
“I never knew that the Dragon Hall has an Overseer.”
The crowd was taken aback and they looked to the speaker, only to find an old servant wearing azure clothing.
“Who are you? Mind your manners, old man.”
One of the leaders of Dragon Hall chided the old man for his interruption.
Leng Jianfeng’s face also crumpled and said:
“Nuannuan, you should teach your servant some manners. Overseer Wu is the new leader of the Dragon Hall. If this old man keeps on barking at us, I will have to force him to shut up.”
“Just so, Nunanuna, tell him to mind his own business.” Guo Nuannuan’s father hurried to put in.
Guo Shoukang stood silently, but her eyes were filled with disappointment.
Suddenly, everyone watched as the old man shook his head and said: “Leng Jianfeng, you disappoint me. Brother Leng had fought bravely alongside me and sacrificed his life for the Dragon Hall. You are an utter disgrace to your heroic family!”
“Who are you?”
Leng Jianfeng’s face changed as he shot a surprised glare at the old man.
“See it for yourself.”
Xie Yan said as he straightened his back.
“Pee’ lee Paa’laa…”
His bones snapped as his body lengthened. The slacked skin regained firmness and color, transforming the old man into a scholarly looking middle-aged man.
“Dragon Lord?”
The leaders of the Dragon Hall were shocked beyond belief as soon as Xie Yan revealed himself. Leng Jianfeng was shaken to the core and gaped at the Dragon Lord in utter disbelief.
“Are you not dead in the Valley of No Return?”
Leng Jianfeng asked in a shaky voice.
“I have lived for a hundred years, and will not die so easily.”
Xie Yan snorted as a dark light brightened in his eyes.
“Leng Jianfeng, you have betrayed the Dragon Hall, and death is your final sentence.”
“NOOOO!”
Leng Jianfeng shrieked and backed away. He spun around and zigzagged across the hallway at lightning speed.
“Kill!”
Xie Yan grunted.
A dark Blade Qi rose from his back, arced across the hallway and landed squarely on top of Leng Jianfeng’s head, severing it from his neck. Leng Jianfeng even attempted to block the attack, but he was far too slow.
“Bang!”
Leng Jianfeng’s dead body thudded onto the floor heavily.
A Transcendent State Grandmaster was dead in a blink of the eye.
“Pahda!”
The leaders of the Dragon Hall dropped to their knees and lowered their heads. No one dared to connect gazes with the mighty Dragon Lord.
Xie Yan barely graced them with a glance. He flew into the sky, painting a streak of bright light against the white clouds as he shouted: “Wu Guanchao, come out and meet your death!”