Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Feng Jiu looked back and saw a young man in a brocade robe standing in front of him . He watched the round and white Little Cloud Devouring Beast with a look of surprise . If it wasn’t for Cloud Devouring Beast to snarl and stare at him with hostility, seeing from his overstretched arms, he would have wanted to embrace him .
“Not for sale . ” Feng Jiu answered, called Cloud Devouring Beast which then jumped to her feet .
“I’ll pay a high price, sell it to me!” The young man came to Feng Jiu’s side .
Feng Jiu couldn’t help but curved her lips, glancing at the young man . “Do you see me like a pauper?”
The boy sized him up from top to bottom . He just noticed this person’s bearing was extraordinary and her dress was top grade, especially the dazzling rainbow-coloured glazed feather that covered half her waist .
“Then, I’ll give you something in exchange . ” He put it another way .
Feng Jiu didn’t pay attention to him . She glanced at him coldly and then walked upstairs with Cloud Devouring Beast .
At that glance, the young man felt a chill rising from the sole of his feet to his heart . Seeing her going upstairs, he still wanted to speak again and was pushed aside rudely by Duan Ye . “What are you doing? Do you want to be given a lesson? ”
“What are you pushing me for!” The young man was angry and stared at the baby-faced Duan Ye . Compared with the young man in red with chilly eyes, the baby-faced boy was not as imposing and scary, so he was not afraid .
“Stay away from us!” Duan Ye snorted coldly . After putting out a word of warning, he turned around and walked upstairs . However, at this time, his robe was stepped on, almost making him bounce forward .
“Ah! Sorry, I accidentally stepped on your robe . ” The young man said apologetically, but his face was full of provocation .
Duan Ye was not one to suffer losses . Seeing that the young man dared to step on his robe in the back, his doll face suddenly turned gloomy and directly raised his feet for a kick .
“Bang!”
“Hiss, ah!”
He kicked the boy’s chest as he flew out of the room . It hurt so much that he fell to the ground and was unable to stand for a long time .
“Third Young Master!”
The guards outside stepped inside quickly and helped him up . At the same time, two of them pulled out the long swords at their waists and attacked Duan Ye and Ning Lang . “How dare you to hit my young master . You are looking for death!”
Ning Lang was staring at Duan Ye’s trampled robe and found a set of footprints on it . He wanted to laugh . Seeing Duan Ye kicked the young man out of the room and turned around, his mouth opened wide in astonishment . He was totally stunned . Several guards rushed in from outside . Some helped the young man up and some drew their swords and slashed at them . He was so surprised that his consciousness suddenly returned .
“Why did you slash at me? I didn’t kick your young master!” He yelled as he dodged, punching one of the guards right in the eye .
“Ah! My eyes…”
“Damn it! You two kids! ”
The other two guards also followed . Their long swords came out and the blade’s light swept past them . They came to attack at the inn’s interior . Some ordinary inn guests were frightened and hid, while some cultivators were still sitting and staring at the people fighting with interest .
The innkeeper hid behind the counter . He saw the chaotic first floor and cried with a pale face filled with anxiety . “Gentlemen, gentlemen, stop fighting, stop fighting . If you keep on fighting, this little shop will be smashed…”
When he was still shouting, he saw the shadow of a sword coming to him . He got scared to the point of crouching down . He felt that the sword shadow cut at the top of his head . He wiped his cold sweat and climbed out using both hands and feet .
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