145 Chapter 145 Tiger Hu Qianqiu (1/2)

A huge ball of fire charged upwards, lighting up the sky.

It was similar to the Pill Fountain Sect's fire signal, but when this ball of flames exploded it was a giant GAN symbol which didn't disappear for a long time.

Below where the flame shone, two carriages were lined up right next to each other. Beside them were dozens of majestic horned horses as well as some people.

A sixty-year-old man was sitting on the roof of one of the carriages. He had thick brows on his face as well as tiger tattoos on his body. His eyes were like car wheels, shining brightly. He gave off a really calm and solemn aura, exuding power.

At the moment he was looking forwards with a really ugly expression.

”Where did your Young Master go, why isn't he back yet? He knows he is hunted, so why is he still running around? Is this how you protect your Young Master?”

In front of the old man respectively stood Yin Yang and Lian Fan. The former was expressionless and unfazed. The latter appeared a little awkward.

As the coachman he had the responsibility of protecting Zong Shou. However, when he completed the matter and rushed back, who knows where Zong Shou went. He spent two full days and was still unable to find any signs of him.

Beside the old man was a thirty-year-old man. He gave off an experienced aura, his body sturdy and muscular. His face was squarish and he was frowning, with nothing else special about it. At the sides of his lips were three strands of a long moustache. They were twitching, like he was extremely furious.

Xuanyuan Yiren and Li Yunniang were standing on the roof of the other carriage. When he heard the words of the old man, her brow furrowed, looking angrily at Li Yunniang, ”You should at least know which direction the Prince went in, right? Why didn't you ask him about it?”

Li Yunniang shook her head as she pointed at the hills by the side as her reply.

She felt bitter; with the character of that little demon, how would she dare to ask? Even if she did ask, Zong Shou wouldn't bother with her. She had seen clearly that the Young Master treated her like a fly and dust, both feeling disgusted and unwilling to deal with her.

Yin Yang agreed, naturally; on the other hand that older man's eyes were wide. He scoffed once more before closing his eyes, ”Why aren't you talking? Are you mute?”

Only then did Yin Yang move his body, bowing slightly, ”Don't worry sir. Young Master will return in some time. With his ability he will be safe.”

”With his ability he will be safe? Hei, what ability does the Prince have? I, Hu Qianqiu, really don't know! Yin Yang, before Weiran fell into the cloud ocean, it was mostly Hui Ling protecting the Prince. But that person is heavily injured, most of the time he needs me to protect him. For you to actually say such words so confidently...?”

That old man laughed coldly, his expression solemn and cold as he looked at Yin Yang, ”Now can you speak? You traveled ten thousand miles, rushing twenty nights to invite me here, what for? Although I, Hu Qianqiu, am loyal to king Weiran, I am responsible for protecting my race. If it is as you said and you can persuade me to support him, that's great. If not, I will personally take his life in case the next Monster King tries to drag down my Iron Tiger race.”

Xuanyuan Yiren stopped breathing, lightly biting her cherry lips, her fists tightly closing.

Lian Fan and Yin Yang were expressionless and didn't take it to heart. Even Li Yunniang didn't feel that such a threat would come through, only some anxiety appeared on her face.

Why hadn't that person rushed over?

Yin Yang smiled, shaking his head, ”Yin Yang doesn't dare, and even if I say it, you would most probably not believe me. It is better to wait for the Prince to rush back and personally talk to you. Don't worry, he won't let you down!”

Hearing those words, Hu Qianqiu didn't believe nor not believe him, but the middle-aged man behind him burst out laughing, ”You won't disappoint my father? The Prince has already disappointed Gantian Mountain these last ten years. What right does he have to not disappoint my father? That's right, if one doesn't have hope, naturally one wouldn't be disappointed...”

Yin Yang kept silent and didn't speak, Hu Qianqiu's eyes turned cold as he scolded, ”Hu Zhengyuan, shut up! No matter how the Prince is, he is my brother's son! If you speak another sentence, I will sink you into the cloud ocean!”

Hu Zhengyuan was startled, and shut up in trepidation, showing an unwilling expression. Hu Qianqiu looked into the air once more, only to see that ”Gan” word slowly turning dim.

He couldn't help but frown, ”Fire another one! Don't stop. Since you want to wait until he returns, so we shall. I will wait half a day here for him. Treat it as me trying for my brother...”

Xuanyuan Yiren's brows rose.

To satisfy Hu Qianqiu... with Zong Shou's current situation, how could he be satisfied?

Unless he referred to that Meridian Spirit Pill and that Psychic Mysterious Sense Pill? But those could only slightly help him cultivate...

And that Hu Qianqiu seemed to be specially invited over by Yin Yang over. Why was he so confident and assured?

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That ”Gan” flame once again lit up the night sky. Everyone within a ten mile radius looked up to the sky at the same time.

Zong Ling was the same, frowning as he looked into the sky. His eyes were filled with disbelief, ”Is this fire signal free? What are they doing? Feng Xiao, is there really a Xuanwu Ancestor there?”

Feng Xiao wasn't certain, looking towards the Xiantian expert beside him who was holding a sword and quietly riding a Wind Rider Foal.

Seeing the latter nod slightly, he frowned, ”His aura is like a dragon, like a gold pillar. He is at the peak of marital cultivators, most probably. This person must be not afraid to shock the world and didn't bother to cover his tracks, so his strength should be extraordinary. This is the first time I've seen such a boastful Xuanwu Emperor...”