Chapter 65: Extreme Tactics. Slaughter at the Doorstep!

Yun Zuiyue had turned a pasty white, trembling with anger. Yun Yang turned and said calmly, "According to what General Zhao had said, does that mean everyone will have to give in and give way wherever General Zhao goes?"

Zhao Binglong's eyes squinted dangerously. "Child, who are you to speak like that to me, a general?"

Yun Yang said nonchalantly, "Am I not allowed to speak to General Zhao if I am of no importance?"

One of the four people who followed Zhao Binglong in, his janissaries, stepped forward and chided loudly, "How dare you!"

He raised his hand, aiming a slap towards Yun Yang's face.

Yun Yang stood still, saying softly, "Take him!"

A silhouette flashed as Fang Mofei, in his long green robes, appeared in front of Yun Yang like a vengeful spirit.

With a stretch of his arm, a loud crack resounded in the room.

Kachak!

The man's wrist had been broken, twisted by Fang Mofei. With a kick, he was sent rolling out, moaning in agony. Even as he tumbled across, the sound of breaking bones did not stop.

Both his arms and legs were torn along the way.

"How dare you!" Fang Mofei said in a cold face, "How dare you be disrespectful to my young master. Zhao Binglong, your father will help you teach your subordinate a lesson if you're not willing to!"

One knows when an expert strikes. Fang Mofei's movements were nimble and deft, he had handicapped one of Zhao Binglong's janissaries with just a single move.

Zhao Binglong was startled inwardly, knowing that he had met an expert, but he was unfazed, saying coldly, "Child, no wonder you can afford to be arrogant. You have an expert by your side as a guard. But no matter how many guards you have with you or how good they are, you're still in big trouble this time."

Yun Yang was stoic as he retorted, "Zhao Binglong, no matter how good you are, how many guards you have, even if you're a general, how many troops you command... this time, you are in big trouble."

Zhao Binglong nodded. "What a bold young fellow! Speak your name!"

Yun Yang said tonelessly, "You don't deserve to know my name. Zhao Binglong, will you walk out by yourself or would you have me throw you out?"

Zhao Binglong laughed menacingly, "The general is here. Child, if you really have the steel, try me. This general wishes to see for himself how you are going to throw him out!"

Yun Yang nodded and said coldly, "Since General Zhao has requested politely, it shall be as you wish! Have him rolled out!"

"Yes, young master!"

With a hum of agreement, Fang Mofei's lean physique quickly flashed to the fore like a ray of lightning.

Three of Zhao Binglong's guards stepped forward at the same time to block him. With a smirk, Fang Mofei shifted his body as three swift kicks sent all three guards rolling out like balls.

Zhao Binglong stood in shock but Fang Mofei was already in front of him, extending his arm towards Zhao Binglong's neck. The general roared but his counterattack missed.

He was a militant and would be equipped with exceptional skills. However, his abilities were only child's play in comparison to that of Fang Mofei.

Fang Mofei's arm extended forward slowly.

Zhao Binglong's palm struck Fang Mofei's arm with a clang but he only succeeded in breaking his hand with a loud crack. Fang Mofei's arm had already stretched forward and his five fingers had Zhao Binglong's neck in his grasp!

"Since you've asked to be rolled out, allow me to save you the trouble of walking out."

Fang Mofei chuckled coldly as Zhao Binglong tumbled out like the three of his guards.

With a stretch of leg, he kick out at the guard with broken limbs on the floor. "Bring your men and f*ck off! Your father will beat you up each time you come here again!"

Silence filled the outside of the room.

Everyone had witnessed the sight of General Northwest Zhao Binglong, who was renowned in Tiantang City, being kicked out along with his guards.

Moreover, all of them rolled like rubber balls, bruised and swollen here and there, unable to stand.

A green silhouette appeared on the second floor; his face was icy cold as his emotionless voice rang through Cirrus House, "Brother Ling Xiaozui once said that whoever dares to offend Cirrus House should take a blow of his sword! Since this old one is here today, I'll save Brother Ling this trouble and do it for him."

"In future, whoever dares to cause a ruckus in Cirrus House, will be killed without mercy and nine familial exterminated!"

His chilling voice resonated around the large space. Once the words were spoken, everyone had a sudden epiphany.

Cirrus House was under Ling Xiaozui's protection. Who could afford to find fault with that mysterious personage? It would seem that General Zhao had suffered an unspeakable loss this time around.

It had been so long since Cirrus House had someone making a scene, everyone had almost forgotten about the consequences.

"Young brother, this is too rash," Yun Zuiyue said, looking worriedly at Yun Yang.

"No worries. First, I didn't reveal myself, Zhao Binglong doesn't know me; second, this guard of mine, Zhao Binglong doesn't know him either; third, Sister Yue's place has been peaceful for too long, it's time for a reminder for things that many have forgotten; fourth, Zhao Binglong is going to die tonight. It doesn't matter what he knows."

Yun Yang said with a cold sharp gaze, "Since he wanted to have the chicken killed to scare the monkeys before he dies, I shall certainly grant his wish!"

Yun Zuiyue's gaze was gentle as she said, "You men are always so reckless."

Yun Yang smiled and said, "Sister Yue has only seen the tip of the iceberg. I need to be even more reckless, and you will witness this tonight."

Yun Zuiyue gave a pretty chuckle.

"I should leave as well." Looking at General Zhao Binglong who was swearing as he limped away, Yun Yang's eyes were filled with an unspeakable intensity.

"By the way... Giant Snow..." Yun Zuiyue found it hard to bring up the subject. "This... Xue'er quite likes it... She wanted me to ask you..."

"No, not yet." Yun Yang smiled helplessly. He knew that this little creature was pretty and clean, it was obedient and adorable too; whether it stood or sat down, even just raising its paw, everyone would fall prey to its charm. Of course, girls would take to it but he did not imagine it could reach such a stage. The little thing had only been here for three days and it could make Qing Shanxue, a normally reserved individual, brave enough to voice her request.

However, this one really could not be given away, making the situation awkward for Yun Yang.

Yun Zuiyue was a little disappointed as well when she said smiling, "It's fine then."

"Alright, alright. I'll let the tiny thing come over to play more..." Yun Yang scratched his head as he continued, "It's not that I'm unwilling to but this tiny critter... is a high-level mystical beast. I've put a camouflage on it. It's only a baby now, but when it grows up... I'm afraid it would be as large as five to six people"

Yun Zuiyue's eyes bulged, her fair hands flying to her mouth.

This cute little thing could be as big as five to six people when it grew up?

"Well then, it would be enough for it to come and play often." Yun Zuiyue smiled, "That would be better."

Then she apologized, "Xue'er has been a little rash on this occasion, please forgive her."

Yun Yang was a little abashed and said, "No, I am the one who is being miserly. I'll find a mystical beast each for Sister Yue and her sisters as protection when the time comes. I'll guarantee them to be adorable and cute and strong, at least better-looking than this little critter."

Yun Zuiyue chuckled, highly skeptical of his statements. Which of these mystical beasts were not rare? How would it be so easy to find them? And one for each of the sisters?

Impossible!

...

Zhao Binglong was fuming all the away, his rage about to reach explosive levels. When he got back to his residence, he was even more infuriated, throwing and breaking things. He had been a tyrant all his life and had never been at such a disadvantage. Never in his life had he been so humiliated!

His reputation had really been ruined at Cirrus House this time. How could Zhao Binglong, an absolute tyrant, accept this?

"Follow that boy!"

"See which family he belongs to!"

"Intimidating me with Ling Xiaozui's name... f*ck him! Little bastard, you've been alive for too long!"

"Your father won't touch Cirrus House but can't your father finish this mere bastard?"

Night fell. Zhao Binglong was even more agitated at home.

"Have you found out who the boy was?"

"Not yet? You don't know where he has gone to?"

"Bastards!" Zhao Binglong was raging. "Do I have to do all your work? Did you waste all these years living? You idiots can actually fail to follow a popinjay?"

"Bunch of shit-eaters!"

Zhao Binglong's anger was a volcano about to erupt spectacularly.

Behind him, an elder rolled his eyes faintly and said, "General Zhao need not be angered. We'll find this person sooner or later."

Zhao Binglong looked like he was about t say something but he did not, opting to plop himself down on a chair with a sigh and said, "You are right."

With his position, he actually did not dare anger this elder and even said in a toadies' tone, "It is too bad Old Ji is not there. Otherwise, the child would have been put in his place on the spot."

The elderly said half squinting his eyes, "This old one never goes to houses of ill repute."

Zhao Binglong choked and said, "Old Ji has self-respect, of course..."

Just as he was speaking, a loud crash could be heard from the doorway. A person's voice hollered, "Zhao Binglong, come out to receive your death!"

The main doors had been shattered, crumbling like a wet pile of rags. The moment 'Old Ji' heard the voice, he was already flying out of the foyer; his speed as quick as lightning, filled with poise and elegance.

The main doors were already bloodied. A masked man in green had killed on his way in with a sword in his hand like a flood dragon that had just emerged from the ocean. Next to him was a masked man in black, slaughtering those who stood in his way, with a saber in his hand.

They dared to commit murder so boldly in Tiantang City of Empire of Yutang, under the watch of the emperor! This mad behavior had everyone dumbfounded.

The two of them charged over, side by side, as they slaughtered whoever was standing in their way. Zhao Binglong's general residence was filled with cries as the blood by the main doors flowed like a stream towards the courtyard.

'Old Ji' flew in from the air like a bird as he hollered midair, "Where are you from! How dare you behave lawlessly in the Residence of General!"

The man in green smirked. "Residence of General? What sh*t is Residence of General!" Suddenly, his body shot up like a rocket as the sword in his hand exuded a long air of sword aura. "I knew that there would be something like this. Get down!"

Clang!

'Old Ji' trembled in the air for a brief moment before he dropped down like a kite with a broken string.

He charged in with such vigor but his long prepared midair strike was deflected with just a single blow by this green-clothed silhouette!

"Seventh level expert!"

'Old Ji' spat a mouthful of blood, his eyes looked disbelievingly at the green figure who had landed on the ground, charging into the crowd to begin his slaughter once again, "Who are you?"

The man in green waved his sword as Residence of Zhao's guards on both sides fell like chopped weeds. He was charging over amidst the massacre, his speed impossibly fast.

'Old Ji' had lost all hope, the strike he had attempted earlier only proved that he was no match for this person.

He stumbled back as he shouted, "General, leave quickly!"

Before he could complete his sentence, the man in green had mercilessly cleaved him in half, from the top of his head to the bottom of his crotch!