612 Enforcing Gods Law (2/2)
”Get over it. Right now, the Dragon Gate is a dangerous and strange place. We'd better be careful. You should understand that experts are all very eccentric. You could annoy them with just one word and get yourself into big trouble!” Hearing the warning, everybody lowered their voices.
”Look, the people from Wuyi Sect!” At that moment, a group of black-clothed men hurried toward the market. The guy in the front was extremely angry and carried a hacking knife in his hand. He rushed to the pole quickly and waved his knife toward the rope by which Yang Yuhe was hung.
”BANG!”
The knife gave out a strange sound when it touched the rope. The man was thrown into the air as if he had been severely struck. He spit some blood and fell to the ground, causing turmoil in the crowd.
This time, even a fool could see that the rope was not ordinary. The black-clothed man, a Level Five master, was the vice-leader of the Dragon Gate Branch of Wuyi Sect. His hacking knife, though it looked very common, was a terrific Secondary Heavenly Weapon. The rope remained intact, yet he was knocked hard enough to spit blood. Undoubtedly, this was no ordinary rope.
Since the rope was not ordinary, neither was the pole standing in the center of the market.
Their suspicion was soon confirmed. An hour later, Li Chunrong, Vice Master of Wuyi Sect and a Level Seven expert, came to the spot. After several attempts and without any comment, he ordered the men of the Wuyi Sect to enclose this part of the market and find a piece of cloth to cover Yang Yuhe. After that, he rode on his Gang Wind and left quickly.
Seeing the furious and murderous guards, most onlookers chose to leave, even though they were still full of curiosity.
There was nothing more to look at now, just a naked man. The most enjoyable thing was not to look, but to talk about it after going back. It would be exciting to talk about which great figure the Young Master had messed with and what a miserable ending he had brought to himself.
There was another topic of conversation, an extremely exciting one, for the martial arts practitioners in the Dragon Gate now.
An hour later, a loud and clear voice resounded, ”I am Yang Tianchi of the Wuyi Sect. If my son has offended any master or expert, please show yourself and accept my apology in person!”
The voice was confident, even a little majestic.
”It's Yang Tianchi, the Master of Wuyi Sect!”
”Yang Tianchi, a Level Eight expert has arrived. It's getting more and more interesting!”
”This is strange. The guards are still there. Could it be that even Yang Tianchi cannot save his son?”
”You're kidding me! Yang Tianchi is a Level Eight expert. Even he can do nothing?”
The discussion spread throughout Dragon Gate, some overt, some covert. Yang Tianchi asked three times but got no reply, provoking his anger.
Just as he became furious, a clear and cold voice wafted in the air of the Dragon Gate, ”Disperse your guards and let this guy hang there till tomorrow. That will be the end of this. Otherwise, you can take care of this by yourself!”
Yang Tianchi's face changed. ”Your Excellency, you've achieved your aim and should be more generous. Aren't you going too far by doing this?”
”You're not in a position to bargain with me!” The voice was still clear and cold, but with more severity. Hearing this, Yang Tianchi suddenly changed his face, as if suffering from great stress. His majestic face turned red with anger. Glancing at Yang Yuhe who was still hanging, he squeezed out one sentence, ”Let's go!”