Chapter 427: Where Is My MONEY? (1/2)
Chapter 427: Where Is My MONEY?
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
”Let's follow him and go take a look.” Lie Jian announced. The rest of the fighters followed Lie Jian's lead and filed through the large gate.
The inner court disciples were not in a hurry to catch up as they took their time and enjoyed the quiet scenery on the outskirts of the city.
Inside, the city was brimming with cultivators bustling about their business. As soon as the young fighters entered the Court, the clamor of street peddlers turned into that of training drills, telling them that they had entered the training ground.
”Young master, the grand master is waiting for you inside the hall.”
”Thank you, but can you stop calling me young master? It gives me jitters. By the way, what is your name?”
The young disciple beamed from side to side, revealing a row of healthy and shiny teeth. ”My name is Qi Bin, from the inner court, Archery Branch.” Qi Bin said as he bowed deeply.
Wang Tong looked up at the roof line of the giant hall in front of him, and after only the slightest hesitation, he carried on and walked into the building. A few minutes later, Patroclus and the other fighters also arrived at the entrance. They stood for a second as they mused over their choices. Everyone wanted to enter the hall; however, they hadn't received the invitation from the grand master.
Lie Jian broke the silence and continued; Martians were not well known for their courtesies.
As Wang Tong walked through the threshold, he was greeted by a dozen old men, all at a similar age as Old Fart. They were arguing about something before they saw Wang Tong entering the hall. He glanced over the dozen old men and locked his eyes onto the one in the middle. His face looked the same; however, the rascal quality that had always been a part of Old Fart's character was gone. Instead, Wang Tong sensed a hint of otherworldliness, perhaps an immortal-like nature, in the old man's surprisingly radiant face.
The grand master opened his arms and shouted, ”Welcome back! WELCOME BACK!”
The touching scene of the reunion of father and son had coaxed out a few old tears. The other Templar masters backed out of the young boy's way so that grand master's warm embrace could greet him.
Wang Tong's eyes were red and his face crumpled. He also opened his arms as if he were to return the embrace.
”Screw YOU!”
A golden light lit up the poorly-lit hall as Wang Tong charged towards Old Fart with the lance. The sudden turn of events stumped everyone. However, the grand master remained calm as a slyness glinted in his eyes.
Old Fart reached out his right arm and stopped the lance.
”Tsz... Too young, too simple, sometimes naive.”
”F*ck off! Where is my money?”
”Stingy ungracious brat! You live like a king now. What money are you talking about?”
”WHAT? A KING? Hell no! You are going to give me my money back, today, right now! I don't care if you are the grand master or the grand monster. Give…me…my…MONEY! ”
The two spared the trouble of words and went directly into action as they fought inside the sacred court of the Templars over the bloody matter of stolen allowance.
Wang Tong was tired after a while, so he paused and stood aside to take a rest, getting ready for the next bout of a brawl.
”Why don't you take the other youngsters for a tour of our place? I wish to speak to him privately. Obviously, he is very excited to see me. ” The grand master announced to the other masters.
Picking up the cue, the rest of the young fighters followed the other masters out of the hall.
”You are doing very well.” Wang Tong half-mocked and half-grunted.
”You too. Your upbringing was not wasted after all.”
Wang Tong cast a sidelong glance at the Old Fart, ”Why don't you look into the mirror? Grandmaster? Hmph! I wonder if all Templars are blind.”
”Haha! Who would think, eh? I had tried my entire life getting out of this accursed place, but now I am back!”
”Can you tell me what is going on now? It seems like everyone knows something except me.”