Chapter 199: Whitey, Yousve Become Incredible (1/2)
Chapter 199: Whitey, You've Become Incredible
Translator: OnGoingWhyEditor: Vermillion
”If you're going to cause trouble, you'll have to bear the consequences,” Bu Fang serenely said before letting out a burp.
He was leaning his shoulder against the door board while holding a porcelain wine cup with two fingers. His expressionless face was flushed from the alcohol and his eyes half-closed from tipsiness appeared very flirtatious.
Tian Xuzi's face immediately scrunched together when he smelled the burp. He took a few steps backward and coldly glared at Bu Fang.
Then, a cold smile appeared on his lips as his hair and beard started fluttering and sword energy appeared behind him.
”So what if I am going to cause trouble? If I don't get to drink this wine tonight, I'll tear down your store!” Tian Xuzi said. As he formed a sword-finger gesture with his hand, the longsword on his back emitted a melodious trill and shot out of its scabbard. It flew around a few times in the air before stopping above his head.
The blade of the sword was extremely dazzling. In the darkness, it was eye-catching like a sparkling starlight.
This was the Void Sword Pavillion's secret technique, the Sword Manipulation Technique.
Meanwhile, the corners of Xiao Yue's mouth were twitching as he watched Tian Xuzi exhibit the Sword Manipulation Technique. Looking at Tian Xuzi, who was itching to start the fight, Xiao Yue did not know whether to laugh or cry. He immediately realized Tian Xuzi did not gather information before coming to the imperial city and clearly knew very little about Fang Fang's Little Store.
Xiao Meng had received the short end of the stick at this store before, so why would Owner Bu even fear a seventh grade Battle-Saint?
On the other hand, Ni Yan was watching the confrontation with much interest. Her charming eyes were slightly widened with expectation as she gazed at the plump figure of Whitey stepping out from behind Bu Fang.
”This puppet… is very interesting,” Ni Yan thought. She had never seen a puppet capable of going against a seventh grade Battle-Saint. ”Looks like I'll get to witness something entertaining today.”
”Elder sister Ni Yan, aren't we going to help him? That Tian Xuzi is a seventh grade Battle-Saint but Owner Bu seems to be just a fifth grade Battle-King… Wouldn't he get butchered at this rate?” Ye Ziling asked in bewilderment.
Her eyes were wide with confusion as she looked toward Ni Yan who appeared to be looking forward to a good show.
”It's fine, that old man isn't going to die,” Ni Yan replied while patting Ye Ziling's head.
”...Elder sister Ni Yan, you've got it wrong. I am saying that store owner might be in danger. A Battle-Saint is still quite powerful,” Ye Ziling earnestly said.
Ni Yan glanced at this young girl whose earnestness contained a trace of childlike-adorableness and could not help but let out a chuckle. She said, ”It's fine, that old man… really won't die.”
Ye Ziling was dumbfounded by her reply.
Xiao Meng appeared unworried as well. He was standing there with his hands behind his back. He thought this was a good chance for him to check out how powerful the grandmaster of the Void Sword Pavillion was. Back then, he went toe to toe against Whitey. If Tian Xuzi could also achieve the same feat, he would have to view him as a serious opponent.
The thirteen bandits of Mozhou were intently watching the confrontation between Tian Xuzhi and Bu Fang with excited smiles filled with intrigue.
The man dressed in red clothing, Mu Lingfeng, was leaning against the walls of the alleyway while playing with his slender fingers as he serenely watched the fight that seemingly could begin at any moment.
Bu Fang smacked his lips as he recalled the captivating flavors of the wine. Then, he straightened his back and tidied his clothes. He turned around and gently patted Whitey's belly. He said, ”Just strip the troublemakers and throw them out.
”Everyone, today's opening hours is already over. If anyone wishes to taste the wine, please queue up earlier tomorrow. Our store doesn't provide any services after business hours.”
Bu Fang's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness of the store. However, that indifferent voice of his soon drifted out from the store and resounded in the ears of everyone present.
All of their expressions slightly changed. Come earlier… tomorrow?
Some of them even sneered, apparently holding Bu Fang's words in contempt and disdain. Who did he think he was? Letting a bunch of seventh grade Battle-Saints patiently wait until opening hours?
Even the emperor… did not have the capability to do such a thing!
”Hehe, queue up tomorrow? If your storefront is destroyed tonight, there's no need to queue up tomorrow.” Standing together with the rest of the thirteen bandits, the seventh master sneered as he watched the imposing Tian Xuzi.
When Tian Xuzi saw Bu Fang was ignoring him and going back into the store, he immediately flew into a rage. When was he, the world-renowned Tian Xuzi, ever ignored in such a manner? This young man was simply too cocky!
”Arrogant brat, do you really think a mere puppet could stop me? How foolish!”
With a roar, Tian Xuzi pointed forward with a sword-finger gesture and the flying sword turned into a stream of light. As Tian Xuzi stepped forward, spectral figures encircled with sword energy appeared everywhere in an instant and charged toward the store. Their target was Bu Fang.