Chapter 389: Chapter 349: The Foreigners Who Failed to Keep Their Appointment

Chu Zhengxiong nodded.

His bloodshot eyes gradually filled with killing intent.

And just then,

a bus drove toward them.

He and Mo Yanfeng glanced back to see a banner hanging on the bus.

It read, "Dragon Tiger University, Always Striving for First!"

"Ever since the Elder Celestial Master left his post at Dragon Tiger Mountain, they’ve really let themselves go!"

"They’ve gone from being low-key to more and more high-profile!"

Mo Yanfeng couldn’t help but laugh.

He glanced back at Chu Zhengxiong. "Guess who’s leading the Dragon Tiger Mountain team?"

"Is there any need to guess? Among all the martial brothers from Dragon Tiger Mountain, the most cocky one is Zhong Yan. It has to be him!"

A smile tugged at Chu Zhengxiong’s lips as his gaze locked onto the approaching bus.

Sure enough, a person was sitting right by the door of the bus.

It was Zhong Yan. The moment their eyes met, he quickly opened the window and said, "Well, if it isn’t Captain Chu? Is the Demon Hunting Bureau moonlighting as security guards now?"

Chu Zhengxiong: "..."

"Instead of being a proper Daoist, you just enjoy looking for a beating, don’t you?"

"Hahaha..."

Zhong Yan burst out laughing.

Clearly, he and Chu Zhengxiong had a good relationship and knew each other very well.

Just as the bus was about to pass by them,

Zhong Yan stuck his head out and said, "Come over for a couple of drinks later—"

"Your head! Watch your head!"

Chu Zhengxiong quickly shouted a reminder.

Zhong Yan quickly looked back and saw a lamppost about to smack him in the head.

He broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly pulled his head back inside the window.

He had narrowly escaped disaster, and it was only because the bus wasn’t moving fast.

If it had been any faster, he wouldn’t have even had the chance to pull his head back.

Once the bus was a good distance away, Mo Yanfeng laughed. "You think the driver did that on purpose?"

"Eighty percent chance. Zhong Yan’s got such a big mouth, he can’t keep quiet no matter where he is. The driver probably saw an opportunity for a little revenge!"

"Hahaha..."

Mo Yanfeng couldn’t help but roar with laughter.

It was this moment—the arrival of the Dragon Tiger University bus—that broke the oppressive atmosphere that had just settled between the two men.

And this time, Mo Yanfeng didn’t bring up anything about the list again.

Since they had already decided to hand the matter over to the Town Martial Department,

it was best to adopt an "out of sight, out of mind" approach.

He stole a glance at Chu Zhengxiong’s expression.

He saw that he, too, was doing his best to restrain himself from thinking about it.

"Oh, right. Zhao Xue just sent me a message. She said Lin Yi didn’t come with them!"

Chu Zhengxiong quickly turned and said.

Hearing this, Mo Yanfeng’s brow furrowed slightly.

"I really don’t get that kid, Lin Yi. What on earth is he busy with all day?

He was at Dragon Tiger Mountain for over two months this time, wasn’t he?"

"He’s getting more and more mysterious. I’m starting to find I can’t figure him out at all!"

Chu Zhengxiong laughed. "It’s better that you can’t. Some things are best left unknown!"

"Just do your own job well and stop worrying about things that aren’t your concern!"

"Come on, get in the car. Let’s drive around and at least look like we’re maintaining order. We don’t want people to see us and say we’re slacking off!"

The two exchanged a smile, then both got into the car and drove straight ahead.

...

For this Martial Arts exchange,

the Huawu Alliance had specially commissioned the construction of an exchange venue in Jingzhao City.

It was a stadium that had been temporarily converted for the event.

The stadium could hold fifty thousand people at once.

In the very center of the stadium, a large arena platform had been built.

This was the platform to be used for the Martial Arts exchange.

Meanwhile, in a lounge inside the stadium,

Old He sat with his eyes closed, resting.

Yang Biao and Meng Die were seated to his left and right.

As the host of this exchange, Old He had not gone to meet the representatives from the Outer Alliance beforehand.

Instead, he sat here, quietly awaiting their arrival.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Suddenly, someone knocked, then entered. "Director He, Zhong Yan from Dragon Tiger Mountain University is here!"

"Oh?"

Old He slowly opened his eyes and nodded with a faint smile. "Have him come in."

"Yes, sir!"

The person nodded and walked back out.

A short while later, a man with slightly messy hair, dressed in Daoist robes, walked into the lounge.

His eyes swept across the room.

Seeing that no one else was there aside from Old He, Meng Die, and Yang Biao, he approached Old He with a grin and bowed.

"Zhong Yan of Dragon Tiger Mountain pays his respects to Elder He, Eldest Sister Meng, Brother Biao..."

After Zhong Yan had greeted each of them in turn,

Old He nodded with a smile, while Yang Biao offered a slight smile and a nod of his own.

Only Meng Die’s expression was grim. "Zhong Yan, who are you calling ’Eldest Sister’?"

"Ah? Did I get it wrong? You’re much older than me... Oh, my mistake, my mistake. Should I call you Aunt Meng instead?" Zhong Yan quickly corrected himself.

"You..."

WHOOSH—Meng Die was suddenly right in front of Zhong Yan.

Before he even had a chance to react, Meng Die’s hand was wrapped around his throat.

Just then, Old He’s expression darkened. "That’s enough. Why do you two have to start a fight the moment you see each other? During the Martial Arts Grand Tournament back in the day, you two bickered from start to finish!"

"What, are you planning to keep fighting in front of outsiders this time?"

At these words, Meng Die glanced back at Old He.

She then shot another cold glare at Zhong Yan.

With a cold snort, she finally let go of his neck.

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