Chapter 945: Long Feiye is in a very bad mood (2/2)

“Yes,” Xu Donglin obeyed. He was very clear that the quieter His Highness grew when he was angry, the fiercer his temper became. Xu Donglin couldn’t imagine what would happen later as he stepped inside. Very soon, he tracked down Qi Yaotian. His last encounter with Han Yunxi had left him without an arm thanks to her poison. Currently, he was watching the singers and dancers from the second floor of the building, his left sleeve empty and listless. Xu Donglin climbed up the stairs and greeted him politely.

“This shaoxia,[1] my master requests your presence.”

Qi Yaotian looked back coldly. “Who is it?”

Anyone who wanted to see him either wanted him dead from a grudge or needed him to murder someone else. Since Xu Donglin was being so polite, he assumed it was business knocking at his doors.

“You’ll know when you get there,” Xu Donglin didn’t dare to tell the truth. What if Qi Yaotian turned tail and fled instead? He’d never be able to catch up or find him.

Those who wanted to hire mercenaries all used the same lines. Xu Donglin was obviously being vague on purpose, so Qi Yaotian didn’t ask more and simply said, “Lead the way.”

“Please!” Xu Donglin invited while silently exhaling in relief.

Qi Yaotian never expected his “client” would be waiting at the front doors. He lowered his head and started walking. Although he was missing an arm, he was dressed as a mercenary and had a cold face, so people naturally dreaded him. Everyone who saw him descend from the second floor got out of his way.

Outside, Long Feiye had long attracted a crowd of his own. He was handsome enough to arouse the indignation of both men and gods; what’s more, he was standing outside a brothel. With his tall, straight form and chilly visage, what kind of picture did he paint?

Qi Yaotian was stunned as soon as he saw Long Feiye outside the entrance. His body reacted before his brain as his face paled. The next instant, he turned to run. It was from pure instinct, because members of Carefree City had long learned to fear Long Feiye from their very bones.

It had been a long time since Long Feiye used his sword, but even Xu Donglin missed the moment he unsheathed his blade, blinded by its momentary glimmer in the air. The next instant, Long Feiye’s vicious slash had cut through Qi Yaotian’s empty sleeve. He hadn’t seen him move either, but the fearsome aura from his sword awn was clear enough. It was a far cry from its previous state.

Just how much had Long Feiye’s martial arts improved after his descent from Celestial Mountain?

Qi Yaotian could never match him, so he could only escape. But very soon, the whistling of the blade flew past his ears again. At the same time, his right arm was sliced clean from his body, spraying blood all over the ground. It was already vexing enough to lose one arm, but losing the other precluded all possibility of him wielding a sword. He gave a great cry and turned back to throw himself at Long Feiye. Only then did he see the man move his sword to aim for his legs.

So Long Feiye’s going to cut off my legs as well?

No!

Qi Yaotian fell to his knees and cried for mercy. “Long Feiye, Carefree City was aiming for the West Qin Princess! We never meant to disrespect you! I beg you to spare my life in light of our previous collaborations in the past! My Carefree City is willing to pledge loyalty to you forevermore!”

Only then did the crowd find out Long Feiye’s identity, leaving them shellshocked! No wonder the man was so eye-catching. He was the East Qin crown prince, Long Feiye! If he was here, where was the West Qin princess Han Yunxi? Was she around too?

Back then, Carefree City had been bullying the West Qin princess, so what was Long Feiye doing now? Avenging her? Both her and him shouldered the responsibility of their national enmity on their shoulders. They had long become enemies, so their alliance their time couldn’t be more than forced. Just what did Long Feiye mean by this? Most of the onlookers were people who rushed here to see a show, so now they broke into fervent discussion.

Without a word, Long Feiye prepared for his third strike when Carefree City’s City Lord Qi Zonglin called out. “Who has the guts to bully my--”

Qi Zonglin had been enjoying himself with some women when he heard the procuress of the brothel say that someone was beating up Qi Yaotian at the door. Without asking for details, he’d rushed right out, because anyone that could beat Qi Yaotian down was no easy foe. Yet he was forced to swallow his words as soon as he reached the exit.

He didn’t pay any mind to his son’s injuries, but stared at Long Feiye in shock. “You…”

Seeing Qi Yaotian didn’t raise Long Feiye’s ire as much as this city lord. His eyes flared up with rage…

1. shaoxia (少侠) - the specific term used to refer to members of the jianghu and wulin (martial arts circles). English has translated it to knight-errant, hero, or other similar terms, but it doesn’t quite have the same connotations as the Chinese, so I’ve chosen to keep the pinyin form here.