314 Trus (1/2)

Chapter 314: Trust

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Maid Lotus and nine disciples of the New Moon Hall she had brought proved their prowess. Not until they had emerged and killed several Joy Pavilion's disciples in the front yard did Immortal Peng and others catch up.

Only Immortal Peng in the Wildhorse Gang recognized the saber technique concealed in Maid Lotus's attack. Instead of being afraid, he showed surprise in his face. ”That's it, that's it,” Without regard to anything else, he darted towards Maid Lotus.

Gu Shenwei had never seen such a foolish master before— to put up desperate fight with his opponent without understanding the situation.

Immortal Peng might be a master, but the sword craft of the Death Scripture was about how to kill a master in one move.

Immortal Peng might have had a chance to escape the blade if he hadn't been so excited. Like a moth to a flame, he died without regret. ”The invincible…” Immortal Peng collapsed before Maid Lotus, his unfinished sentence of his lips.

Maid Lotus cut off Immortal Peng's head before the corpse had landed. Jumping to the roof, she held up the head, showing off her trophy to all the people in the backyard in the illuminated dawn.

Pretty soon, the Wildhorse Gang realized the terrifying situation on the roof. Everyone's first reaction was to flee. Immortal Peng had the most powerful kung fu among them, and his death symbolized their failure.

The entrapment of one side became the hunting of the other.

Gu Shenwei went around his residence, killing every fugitive he met.

The swordsmen from the Great Snowmountain and the several machetemen led by Lin Xiaoshan looked at those unexpected reinforcements in surprise, especially since those reinforcements were all women.

The swordsmen couldn't wrap their minds around it at first. They roared in unison and chased the fleeing enemies. There was only one thought in their minds—they must kill more people than these women did.

Many of Wildhorse Gang's members had escaped from the Residence of Dragon King, but they were ambushed again on the way. In addition, another 20 disciples of the New Moon Hall had hidden themselves in the nearby streets. Although there were not many of them, they would not let a single enemy escape.

With the rising of the sun, corpses laid around the Residence of Dragon King, making the place a veritable graveyard. The Wildhorse Gang had put in all their effort to launch an attack, but had suffered a catastrophe. In this attack, nearly 100 people were killed and very few were able to escape.

Unfortunately, Wildhorse himself had not appeared at all. It seemed that he anticipated the plot. He had appointed disciples to fight, but he chose not to reveal himself.

Standing on the roof between the front and the backyard, Gu Shenwei gazed at the scorched but not fallen falgpole, a sort of joy bubbling in his breast. This was the kind of battle he liked, plot after plot, ambush after ambush, and all within his control.

However, he was not the mastermind of this victory today.

Maid Lotus and other 29 disciples of the New Moon Hall came back to the Residence of Dragon King, they were the pivotal ones in this fight.

Gu Shenwei looked at Maid Lotus, waiting for her to react.

The surviving guards of the Residence of Dragon King also looked at those fearsome women who were dressed in black skirt and jacket and covered with black gauze. Even the most powerful swordsman from the Great Snowmountain felt his hair stand on end.

Except for Maid Lotus, the disciples of the New Moon Hall all held a saber in their hands. The way they killed was simple—once making a move, regardless of danger, they made sure to hit the enemy's vital. Not waiting for the body to fall, they would immediately cut the enemy's head and throw it aside.

Only Maid Lotus had not covered her face with black gauze. She smiled nonchalently, without any trace of killing intent, as if nothing had happened.

Led by Maid Lotus, all disciples of the New Moon Hall knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, ”My Dragon King.”

This fight had major repercussions. Fang Wenshi, who was in the North City, was the first to realize that something had happened. The roadblocks he had met at the negotiating conference were suddenly resolved. It seemed that the Golden Roc Fort was urgent to reach a permanent armistice.

No one knew that New Moon Hall was involved.

Gu Shenwei was the only one who knew that Maid Lotus had joined New Moon Hall with the Wayless Book. Some people still remembered this gentle woman and thought that she was the partner of Yang Huan the killer, just the same as before. Some also assumed that the reason why Maid Lotus had not appeared in recent years was because she had been requested by Dragon King to train female killers.

Dragon King had become so famous that Tianshan Sect had changed the attitude. Tianshan Sect wanted to ally with Dragon King, even if its disciples were to be treated as victims to lure the enemies.

The New Moon Hall wouldn't appear in public before the Golden Roc Fort was overthrown. This was the agreement between Gu Shenwei and Maid Lotus. The New Moon Hall had over a hundred disciples, but only 30 people paid allegiance to Residence of Dragon King publicly.

Xu Xiaoyi immediately rushed back to the Residence of Dragon King from North City after hearing the news, lamenting the 2 million taels of silver, ”If I knew this in advance, I would have let my sister take more.”

Xu Yanwei also rushed back, eyes narrowed and hands on her hips, not caring a whit about Dragon King's injuries -- Dragon King's victory was surely set in stone anyway. Furious, she berated, ”Dragon King, you... you are too ruthless. You gave me fake silver, and I was almost killed by other people.”

Xu Xiaoyi's eyes lit up,”The silver is fake? Where is the real silver? Does the Meng family...No, I personally verified the silver when the Meng family sent it. It was pure silver.”

”This money is important to the Great Snowmountain, of course I couldn't just let bandits plunder the money,” Gu Shenwei said slightly. Money was the foundation of hegemony and could not be easily taken by other people. A few days ago, he had asked Lin Xiaoshan and three trusted people to move the silver. Under the ice shell, they successfully replaced the silver with a pile of painted galvanized iron.

Xu Yanwei smiled happily, ”Then, where is the real silver? Dragon King, I am working for you, this...”