Chapter 96: Clash at the City Gate

  Ride, ride more than ten war horses urgently towards Fongdou city whip horse and

  "Whoa!!!!!!" Leng Xiao Yao pulled back on the reins of his warhorse, his expression changing slightly.

  "Halt!!!!!" The ordinary people following behind Leng Xiangyang also pulled the reins of their warhorses, and a layer of dust rose from the ground.

  Young Master?

  Leng Xiao Yao waved his hand to stop Wang Fu's words, scanned the situation at the city gate of Fengdu, and thought to himself: "It seems that the Emperor couldn't help it after all, actually strengthening the defense of Fengdu City, even mobilizing the border army to garrison Fengdu City. Could something big have happened in Fengdu City?"

  As soon as he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but feel anxious, and he squeezed his legs together on the horse's belly, saying: "Go."

  The pedestrians were stopped by a patrol of soldiers at the city gate.

  "Dismount." A burly leader with a scar across his face bellowed at Leng Xiang, as dozens of soldiers following him quickly surrounded Leng Xiang and the others.

  Wang Fu rode his horse up to the leader and shouted loudly: "How dare you, actually daring to scold my young master!

  "Master?" The leading soldier slightly furrowed his brow. He quickly thought of Leng Tiansuo's appearance, wondering which wealthy family's young master he was, although he was a hundred-man commander in the Undying Bird Military Unit, this was under the Emperor's feet, where there were many imperial relatives and nobles; if he wasn't careful and offended that family, he would be the one to suffer.

  "Slap." A loud slapping sound rang out, shocking the four soldiers.

  Only to see Leng Xiao Yao suddenly appear in front of the leader, his face completely changed from its usual gentle appearance, and he scolded loudly: "Are your dog eyes blind? You even dare to block my horse."

  The bold soldiers around saw their leader being humiliated in public, and immediately held long spears to advance on Leng Xiao Yao's group, as if waiting for their leader's order, they were ready to take down Leng Xiao Yao's group.

  "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." Wang Fu and the others each drew out the swords they carried with them, surrounding Ling Xiao in the middle. Only Ping Fan remained calm and unruffled, riding on horseback as if unaware of what was happening.

  The leading centurion was stunned by the slap, although he was furious in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent his anger on Leng Xiao at this moment. After all, if Leng Xiao was really a young master from Kyoto, his anger today might bring disaster to his whole family.

  "Halt." The leading centurion hastily restrained his own men.

  "What's going on here?" A stern voice came from outside.

  The hundred officials heard the majestic voice, and their originally gloomy faces immediately flashed with joy. They hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a young man about 27 or 28 years old walking in from outside, followed by three men wearing general's uniforms.

  Zhao Qing's eagle-like eyes scanned the location where Leng Xiao Yao and others were, and when he saw Leng Xiao Yao, his stern face changed slightly, furrowing his brow. Without waiting for the nearby hundred-man commander to report the issue, he directly waved his hand and said: "I'll handle things here, you all continue patrolling."

  Hundred-man General heard his general's words, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise. He immediately responded loudly: "Yes!"

  The centurion waved his hand and the dozens of soldiers who had been following him continued their patrol. As he walked, he thought to himself: "It seems that young man really has some backing, fortunately General arrived in time, otherwise today these people would have been finished."

  "With a surname of Leng, you actually dare to appear in Kyoto Castle. Zhao Qing's face carried a cold smile as he stared at Leng Xiao Yao."

  Leng Xiao Yao's face wore a smile as he countered, "Why can't I appear in the Kyoto Castle? Is this castle private property of the Zhao family or something?" As soon as Leng Xiao Yao's words fell, a general standing behind Zhao Qing immediately shouted, "How dare you! How do you speak to General Zhao like that?!"

  "How dare you, how are you talking to my young master?" Wang Fu retorted, not willing to show weakness. After witnessing the strength of his own young master, Wang Fu and others had completely submitted to Cold Xiao Yao. What a joke, just a mere border defense general, only equivalent to a team leader in the Tianjun Army. In their eyes, those lowly team leaders were nothing but humble servants.

  The general heard Wang Fu's shout, his expression was first stunned, and the next moment he reacted and showed anger on his face, shouting to the surroundings: "Come on, take these people down."

  The soldiers patrolling around heard the general's shout and swarmed in from all directions, surrounding Leng Xiao Yao and his group, looking like they were about to take action.

  Zhao Qing didn't stop his subordinate's actions, but instead smiled at Leng Xiao Yao, seemingly waiting for him to come up with a way to resolve the conflict. What made Zhao Qing feel even more stifled was that Leng Xiao Yao actually smiled back at him, seemingly unaffected by what was happening around them. It was strange, what did he have that made him so confident?

  Liu Hao and Wang Fu, along with the ten guards, were all bursting with excitement. They had all participated in Leng Xian's training plan, and although they had only been at the Gaiya Mountains for less than half a year, each of their cultivations had increased by a small rank. At this moment, they couldn't wait to show off their skills and see how much stronger they would become after Young Master's training.

  Both sides had their swords drawn and bows taut, only a spark away from igniting the fuse. Just then, a shout came from afar: "Halt!"

  Thud, thud, thud, the ground shook with a faint tremor. In an instant, a burly middle-aged man led a team of hundreds of people rushing towards the city gate.

  A man rushed straight up to Leng Xiao and bowed slightly at the waist with one hand across his chest, saying: "Wang Feng has seen Young Master."

  Leng Xiao Yao slightly nodded and said: "I'll leave this to you to handle, I'll head back to the manor first."

  "Yes, young master." Wang Feng responded, and then he waved his hand, the dozens of elite soldiers following him quickly opened up a small path in the encirclement. The border guards around them did not dare to move because they saw the emblem on these hundreds of soldiers - Leng's Army, which was one of the few big households in Fongdu City that had the qualification to have their own soldiers.

  He glanced at Zhao Qing with a cold and carefree gaze, revealing a hint of a cold smile before turning around to mount his horse. He then said to Liu Hao and the others, "Let's go."

  Yes.

  More than ten war horses once again lifted their hooves and galloped wildly towards the Leng Mansion.

  "General?" The commander who had just given the order couldn't help but call out as he saw Cold Skye and his group leave.

  Zhao Qing waved his hand, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In his heart, he thought: "It seems that the Leng family attaches great importance to this illegitimate child! Interesting, it seems that Kyoto is about to become lively soon."

  "General Zhao, I hope such a thing won't happen again." Wang said faintly to Zhao Qing, then waved his hand and said: "Return to the mansion."

  "Yes." Hundreds of soldiers responded in unison, then retreated in an orderly manner and marched towards the Leng Mansion.

  Zhao Qing gazed at Wang Feng leading hundreds of people away. He let out a soft sigh and thought to himself, "General Leng is indeed the War God of Tianlong Country, just by looking at the movements of these elite soldiers, even if we were to engage in battle today, I reckon the few thousand men by my side wouldn't be a match for these mere hundreds."

  "Let's go!" Zhao Qing said calmly, then turned around and continued to patrol. In his heart, he thought: "Leng Xiao Yao, I hope you're not too boring, otherwise it would be really uninteresting."

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