Chapter 547: I Am A B*tch, and I Am Your Hell (1/2)
Chapter 547: I Am A B*tch, and I Am Your Hell
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
The next morning, Kun's supersized meeting hall was packed with human leaders. This strange building was an exposed platform built twenty or so meters above the ground. The dark ones adored such style of architecture for its openness. It was apparent that the dark ones' taste differed quite significantly from that of humans. The platform was able to accommodate thousands of visitors, but it was already full by then. Warbands of all stripes gathered together regardless of their size and strength, eager to claim a share of the pie.
If the Maersa City was conquered by large warbands such as the Thunder Fire or Blizzard, no one would dare to request anything from the conqueror. However, Battle Wolf was a small band, and therefore, no one was afraid of trying their luck.
It was never going to be a quiet meeting, but Thunder Fire and Blizzard kept their silence amidst the clamor. The quietness went against the grain of Marcos' usual temperament, since he was always the loudest at any gathering. Right then, Marcos sat in a chair and was sipping his tea slowly. It was as if he was not interested in the gathering at all.
After half hour of waiting, the host, Battle Wolf, finally arrived. The din in the meeting room slowly died down. Most people were not familiar with Battle Wolf, and they still considered it a weak band, and their achievement a stroke of luck.
Three leaders of the Battle Wolf: Wang Tong, Yin Tianzong and Guan Dongyang, stepped onto the stage. Wang Tong walked in the middle of the other two. Yin Tianzong and Guan Dongyang then took a half step back, indicating the real leader of the three. Many warriors had met Guan Dongyang, and Yin Tianzong, or at least had heard of them before; but, no one knew who the other young man was.
Wang Tong gave everyone a welcoming smile and then announced, ”Thank you for coming to this summit.”
Only a few people knew Wang Tong's real identity, and even fewer clapped their hands.
”Hey, punk! Who the hell are you? Let Guan Dongyang talk.”
”Hell yea! Get off the stage!”
The crowd was quickly sizzling with discontent as they considered Wang Tong unworthy as the speaker.
Standing at the front of the crowd, Aamir and Marcos didn't say anything.
Guan Dongyang stepped into the spotlight and cracked a smile. ”This is my captain, captain Wang Tong.”
Silence fell into the meeting room and then a swell of confused murmurs rose. Who was this teenager? Was he from House Lie or the Sect?
”Alright, Captain Wang. What do you think we should do with the city?”
”Yea, we not coming all the way to the city to hear your babbling. Get down to the business. ”
”The Cherry Blossom had contributed tremendously to your victory. We demand Area C. Our Captain had lived in area C before the Zerg came.”
”Buzz off! Cherry Blossom did nothing! Area C should belong to us, Demon Blades!”
The audiences quickly boiled over as they bickered and squabbled with each other. A few factions had already armed their weapons, ready to strike down their opponents. There had been many fights in the back alleys before the summit, since no one had taken the Battle Wolf's public announcement seriously.
Wang Tong cracked a smile and then said, ”I understand that you are all eager to contribute to the liberation of the humans on Mars. The City of Maersa belonged to each one of you. Plus, we will need your support in rebuilding the city.”
Although Wang Tong's words had placated the agitated group, it had lent more conceit to some of his audiences.
”Whatever you say. Area C belongs to Cherry Blossom!”
”I don't believe a single word you say! I will bust your sorry ass right now!”
Everyone started their GN force at once, and the situation quickly spiraled out of control.
Suddenly, everyone felt a strong presence of power weighing on them like a mountain.
A Legendary Warrior!
Yin Tianzong let out an almost inaudible humph, but it sounded so loud that it was a deafening blast in everyone's ears. The humph quell the troublemakers' agitation.