862 Friend to Foe! Irreconcilable Until Death! (1/2)
This shout was so heaven shocking, so vulgar, and so unbridled, that most likely the entire Chrysanthemum City had heard it!
This voice was filled with unconcealed rage and even carried an extreme hatred, causing it to sound somewhat incoherent. Zhan Mu Bai did not recognize the voice in the first instant. But the strength of this person was definitely not below his!
Who did I offend? To go to the extent of using all his strength in the middle of the night to scold me? Is he not scared that others would hear?
This was the first time he'd ever encountered such a matter after he made a name for himself in the world! Zhan Mu Bai was instantly angered. Even if the person scolding him was not beneath him in strength, it was impossible to reason with the latter anymore. He was just about to go out to investigate when all of a sudden, a loud bang rang out. A huge hole had been smashed through the wall around his yard, causing him to jump up with shock. As he flew out, a sharp object broke through the air towards him with a xiu sound. Zhan Mu Bai widened his eyes, only to see a piece of black cloth drifting towards him. Someone actually used a piece of clothing as a hidden weapon to attack him!
What nonsense is this? Could it be they thought they could deal with me with a piece of clothing?! They truly look down on me too much!
There was nothing absolute in this world. No one had ever ruled that a piece of clothing could not be used to deal with a Saint Emperor expert. There were always only things that people could not think of; but there was nothing that could not be done!
Zhan Mu Bai, who felt looked down upon, flew into a rage immediately as he grabbed the shirt. He was just about to say something, when he felt a sticky substance on his hand. The shirt was actually filled with blood, and even some white and runny substance…
Zhan Mu Bai looked around suspiciously, but did not discover anything strange. It was as if this black shirt had dropped down from the sky. Zhan Mu Bai was also a smart person. With a moment's thought, he instantly understood the situation.
Laughing disdainfully, he thought to himself. So that person who sneak attacked me was planning to set me up? With just a piece of blood stained shirt, he wants to frame me, Zhan Mu Bai? What a joke; this is just looking down on me too much! Even if you want to frame me, who would dare to come for me?!
What a loud laugh, he scoffed, ”Which sneaky rat is it, to actually resort to such despicable means? How laughable!”
”Is it really funny? Zhan Mu Bai, could you tell this old man in detail just how laughable today's matter is? This old man is extremely interested!” A strangely sullen voice rang out from the outside. Even with Zhan Mu Bai's cultivation, he couldn't help but to shiver intensely upon hearing this voice.
Cao Guo Feng!
Although this person's tone was odd and different from his usual voice, Zhan Mu Bai was able to instantly tell that it was Cao Guo Feng!
The sky had already gradually brightened, and under the soft glow of the sky, seven straight and tall figures slowly walked in through the hole in gate. Their eyes were all blood red, and their hatred had obviously reached an extreme level. As they stared at Zhan Mu Bai, their eyes instantly fell on the piece of blood stain shirt on his hand. At practically the same instant, the sounds of teeth gnashing rang out.
At this time, Zhan Mu Bai could already faintly sense that something was not right. However, he didn't pay much mind to it. From the way he saw it, any matter could be talked over no matter how big it was. All of them had already known each other for several hundred years. Was there really anything that they couldn't resolve?
Chucking the black shirt to the side, he took two steps forward and smiled warmly, ”Brother Cao, why are you here so early? Could it be that you're too anxious to bring the disciple with the Free and Natural Physique back, so you hurried here to discuss with this old man?”
This sentence of Zhan Mu Bai truly embodied the epitome meaning of the idiom 'picking the kettle that was not boiling', directly adding another stab to Cao Guo Feng's bleeding wound! Especially that pretentious laughter of his—it sounded even more grating to Cao Guo Feng's ears, like he was gloating about his loss!
To him, it sounded like he was taunting him. Well, didn't you refuse to take my descendant in as a disciple? You want to bring back a genius with the Free and Natural Physique? Hehe, go ahead then, bring that pile of rotten flesh back as your disciple then. Even if I, Zhan Mu Bai, cannot get it, Cao Guo Feng, you can forget about having it too! You want to be the master of the number one expert in the world? Keep dreaming!
Especially that act of flinging the black shirt to the side, as if he'd just taken it off, he didn't even seem to be trying to cover the matter up! To Cao Guo Feng and the other seven Saint Emperors, this was simply equivalent to a naked challenge!
Cao Guo Feng and the rest immediately felt their rage surge upwards, as if a cup of oil were just poured over the fire!
”Free and Natural Physique… anxious to bring the disciple back… discuss with you…” Cao Guo Feng repeated the words with gritted teeth as blood rose into his head. Suddenly, he raised his voice and hollered. ”Zhan Mu Bai! F*ck your motherf*cking discussion!!”
Zhan Mu Bai's face instantly froze!
He had not expected that Cao Guo Feng would cuss at him so explicitly, without any attempts to mask it!
After this sentence rang out, Zhan Mu Bai finally reacted. The voice that scolded him just now was precisely this Saint Emperor Cao!
The two roars just now were utterly brazen, carrying my full name; it was as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was cursing me, Zhan Mu Bai!