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Chapter 84, My Words Are Evidence! (3K votes, please vote!)

Outer city, Chang Le Street.

Inside a room at the Giant Whale Casino.

"Fourth Uncle, you must stand up for me! That Zhou brat looks like he's going to kill someone; he doesn't respect you at all."

The woman who had just been swaggering around Zhou Yan's house was now wiping away tears and wailing.

"snort!"

Pan Lei's face was sinister. He sneered, "A mere brat who's just been promoted to captain dares to hit my men? He's utterly shameless!"

Upon hearing this, the woman immediately fanned the flames from the side.

"That's right, that's right. When I mentioned your name, Fourth Uncle, to him, he said, 'Who do you think you are?'"

The woman added fuel to the fire from the sidelines.

boom!

Pan Lei slammed his hand on the table.

The teacup on the table suddenly jumped, spilling tea everywhere.

"Young and arrogant, looking down on everyone."

Pan Lei's face was full of anger.

"Among all the Black-Clad Guards in the prefectural city, there are very few who dare to show such disrespect to the Giant Whale Gang. Who does he think he is..."

Just then, a series of noises suddenly came from outside.

Pan Lei was interrupted by the noise. He frowned, glanced at his subordinate guarding the door, and said, "Go out and see."

"Yes."

The subordinate clasped his hands in a fist salute, then immediately pushed open the door and left.

But after waiting for a while, the subordinate did not return, and the noise outside only intensified, showing no sign of stopping.

Pan Lei finally couldn't sit still any longer.

He suddenly stood up and walked towards the door with a gloomy expression.

"These useless people can't even handle a small task."

The door had just opened.

A figure flew in from outside.

He instinctively raised his hands and slapped the figure aside.

Click!

The immense force slammed the figure into a U-shape, sending him crashing to the ground, his fate unknown.

"What the hell is going on?"

He turned his head and saw that the figure he had swatted away was none other than his underling who had just been ordered to go out and check the situation.

Pan Lei suddenly looked up.

The first thing that catches the eye is a tall, young guard in black robes with a cold and hard face.

The man stood quietly in the center of the gambling den, leaning on a massive, sheathed blade in one hand.

At this moment, a calm gaze fell upon Pan Lei.

There were several other guards in black robes around the young guard; they appeared to be his subordinates.

They are currently driving away the gamblers.

His thugs, who were guarding the place, were also pinned to the ground by the other party.

Pan Lei's gaze swept over everyone before finally settling back on Zhou Yan.

He forced a smile onto his face.

"My lords, what is the meaning of this?"

Zhou Yan did not speak.

Li Kun stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Pan Lei, you have condoned your subordinates' trespassing and injury to civilians. Come with us to the Black-Clad Guard."

Upon hearing this, Pan Lei grinned and glanced at the group again, seemingly to confirm if there were any others present.

"You think you can just leave like that? What proof do you have? Do you even know where you are? And who am I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Lian's aura pressed down on Li Kun without reservation.

Li Kun's expression froze, and he was speechless, overwhelmed by the other party's imposing aura.

Just then, Zhou Yan stepped forward and stood in front of Li Kun.

He slowly walked towards Pan Lei, looking at him calmly, a hint of green appearing in his eyes.

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As Pan Lei watched the approaching figure, he secretly circulated his internal energy and clenched his fists tightly.

He didn't actually want to clash with the Black-Clad Guards. His superiors had specifically instructed him a few days ago that he must keep a low profile recently.

But since the enemy has already come to his doorstep, if he doesn't react at all today, then Pan Lei will have no place among the eight great warriors of the Giant Whale Gang.

Moreover, although the young captain in front of him looked quite intimidating wielding a giant sword.

But judging from his aura, he was only at the third level of cultivation. The difference in their levels was obvious. If he didn't teach them a lesson, how could he show the prestige of his Giant Whale Gang?

Zhou Yan walked towards Pan Lei step by step.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered that traitor Shen Heng.

I still remember when we were besieging the Blackwater Gang, he was just a lowly jailer, while Shen Heng was now a captain of the Black-Clad Guard.

In a similar scene, with similar questions, what did Shen Heng say back then?

Oh right, I remember now!

"evidence?"

Zhou Yan lifted the mountain with one hand, his voice calm.

"My words are the evidence."

call!

The sword, seemingly capable of shattering mountains, swept out with tremendous force!

The terrifying weight of 550 pounds brought with it a muffled whistling wind.

Pan Lei's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Oh no, we can't stop it."

Seeing the giant blade coming towards him, he made the most correct judgment almost immediately.

With a sudden push of his foot, he tumbled sideways in a disheveled manner.

boom!

The sword, seemingly capable of shattering mountains, crashed heavily onto the door and wall behind him, shattering half of the wooden door along with a large section of the wall on the spot.

Wood chips and gravel flew everywhere.

"what!"

A piercing scream followed.

The second sister-in-law was originally hiding by the door, secretly listening to the commotion outside.

The wall suddenly exploded, slashing her face with several bloody gashes. The woman screamed a few times, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot.

Zhou Yan didn't even look at her.

He simply turned his head and looked at Pan Lei, who had just gotten up from the ground.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

"Pan Jingang, why are you hiding?"

Pan Lei's face was grim, but he didn't say anything.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the corner of the room, where a heavy spiked club leaned against the wall—his weapon.

Pan Lei's mind raced, and with a sudden burst of strength, he overturned the tables and chairs next to him towards Zhou Yan.

He then seized the opportunity to rush into the room and grab the spiked club.

Get weapons.

Pan Lei felt a little more at ease.

"Heh, what's the use of being strong? With a weapon in hand, how can a mere third-level cultivator fight him?"

Thinking of this, a sinister smile crept onto Pan Lei's lips.

He took a step and darted out diagonally.

The spiked club in his hand whipped up a whistling gust of wind, heading straight for Zhou Yan's ribs.

The next moment.

The mountain, which had already collapsed, was stopped by Zhou Yan.

With a flick of the wrist, the thick scabbard swept back!

boom!

The scabbard and the spiked club collided with a loud crash.

Pan Lei's sinister smile froze instantly.

That power was something no human could possibly possess.

Click!

The thick spiked club bent instantly.

At the same time, two crisp cracking sounds came from Pan Lei's arms, which were gripping the weapon.

"what!"

Before a scream could even escape his lips, Pan Lei was sent flying, club and all.

It crashed heavily into the wall behind it.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Pan Lei collapsed to his knees, barely managing to lift his head to look at Zhou Yan, who was approaching with a knife.

His lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

next moment.

His body slowly went limp, and he completely lost consciousness.

The gambling den was completely silent.

Li Kun and the others stared blankly at Pan Lei lying on the ground, then at Zhou Yan and the exaggeratedly large blade in his hand.

Si Lian, one of the eight Vajra of the Giant Whale Gang.

In Zhou Yan's hands, he couldn't even withstand two moves.

Zhou Yan turned around and calmly ordered, "Someone tie him up, the rest of you search the gambling den."

Li Kun and the others suddenly came to their senses.

They all clasped their hands in a fist salute.

"yes!"

The group immediately began to act.

The inner city of Jiande Prefecture, the Wang family.

In a spacious courtyard, a lithe figure was moving nimbly.

As he swung his long sword, layers of sword light flashed and intertwined in the courtyard.

next moment.

The man suddenly turned around and swept his sword out horizontally!

Clang!

The iron training pole standing in the courtyard was cut in half, with a smooth and clean cut.

The upper half of the pile crashed heavily to the ground.

Wang Musheng, holding a long sword, slowly stopped, his chest rising and falling slightly.

He looked down at the long sword in his hand.

The blade was as smooth as a mirror; there wasn't a single nick or scratch to be seen.

A look of satisfaction appeared on Wang Musheng's face.

This sword is a true treasure.

This was a reward bestowed upon him by the clan elders from the clan treasury after he entered the Dongchaozhou Rising Stars List some time ago and ranked ninety-eighth.

This also means...

He has officially become a core member of the Wang family's younger generation.

Just as Wang Musheng was admiring the long sword in his hand, someone suddenly knocked on the courtyard gate.

"Young master, Zhou Jing, the captain of the Black-Clad Guard, requests an audience."

Wang Musheng raised an eyebrow.

Zhou Jing? Isn't this woman one of Fang Wenjian's people?

Why did you come to me?

After a moment's hesitation, Wang Musheng said, "Let her in."

A moment later, Zhou Jing, dressed in the uniform of a black-clad guard, walked in.

Two short hammers at his waist swayed gently with his steps, occasionally producing a soft metallic clanging sound.

"Zhou Jing pays his respects to Commander Wang."

Wang Musheng waved his hand and said, "No need for formalities, I am only a deputy centurion at the moment."

Zhou Jing clasped her hands in a fist and bowed, her face bearing just the right amount of flattery.

"A deputy centurion is still a centurion. Moreover, with Centurion Wang's talent, his official promotion is only a matter of time."

Upon hearing this, Wang Musheng didn't show anything on his face, but he was quite pleased inside.

He has now reached the peak of the fifth level of cultivation, and is only one step away from entering the sixth level of cultivation, the Blood Exchange Realm.

Once he breaks through to the sixth level of cultivation, the family will naturally arrange for him to be officially transferred to the position of centurion.

What we lack now is simply a higher level of understanding.

"sit."

Wang Musheng pointed to the stone chair next to him and then sat down first.

Zhou Jing sat down opposite him.

A servant quickly brought two cups of hot tea, then bowed and withdrew from the courtyard.

Wang Musheng picked up the teacup and gently blew away the steam.

"What do you need me for?"

Zhou Jing did not touch the tea in front of her.

"I have come here today mainly to inform Commander Wang of something."

Wang Musheng paused, holding his teacup, and looked at Zhou Jing, waiting for her to continue.

Zhou Jing continued, "Does Commander Wang know that Commander Lu encountered the Wusheng Sect while on a mission at Qingzhou and nearly lost his life?"

Wang Musheng nodded, somewhat puzzled, and said, "I know a little. Apparently, she was saved by a country boy. Why are you here today to tell me this?"

Zhou Jing shook her head slightly and said, "That country bumpkin is now a captain in the Black-Clad Guard, the same rank as me. And just now, he led his men to Chang Le Street to cause trouble for the Giant Whale Gang."

Wang Musheng slowly set down his teacup, staring at Zhou Jing for a long time until she became somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze. Only then did he speak calmly, "Was it Fang Wenjian who sent you to find me?"

Zhou Jing's expression stiffened slightly.

Upon seeing this, Wang Musheng revealed a faint hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Fang Wenjian started practicing martial arts a few years earlier than me. If we were the same age, I would have already broken through to the Acquired Realm and been ranked among the top martial artists. Why would I still be overshadowed by Lu Qingshuang?"

Zhou Jing's expression was rather unpleasant.

After all, she was Fang Wenjian's subordinate.

She was naturally not happy when her boss was belittled in front of her.

"Go back and tell Fang Wenjian to focus more on martial arts training and stop doing things that are beneath him."

Wang Musheng ignored her expression and continued.

"I know exactly what he's up to. He doesn't dare cause trouble for the person in charge, so he's going after their subordinates. Heh heh—"

Hearing Wang Musheng's mocking laughter, Zhou Jing felt she couldn't stay any longer and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

But then she saw Wang Musheng pick up his teacup, take a sip, and say, "However, the Giant Whale Gang serves my Wang family after all, so I might as well grant his request this once. Someone come here!"

The servant who had been waiting outside immediately came in, bowed, and said, "Young Master."

Wang Musheng picked up the long sword on the table, slowly stood up, and said, "Prepare the horses."

"yes!"

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