Battle Through the Heavens: I confronted Xiao Yan, and he begged me to be his elder brother.

Chapter 4 Hello fellow villager, Hun Cang, peak Dou Wang

As Xiao Yan left the Xiao family, he suddenly regretted it.

"I shouldn't have come out so early. It's not even dark yet. Wearing a black robe is too conspicuous!" He clenched the cloth bag in his hand, which contained a black robe that he had specially bought yesterday and had only worn once.

Just then, several people dressed in black robes swaggered past him, heading straight for the Mittel Auction House.

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded. What happened?

As he walked down the street, he saw figures in black robes everywhere. To the uninitiated, it would seem as if Wutan City had some special regulations.

Filled with doubt, Xiao Yan entered a shop specializing in robes. The shopkeeper was trying to sell them to someone, but when he heard that there were no black robes available, the person left.

"Boss, why are there so many people wearing black robes on the street?" Xiao Yan asked casually as he approached.

"Young Master Xiao Yan? What a rare guest! Would you like one of these?"

The shopkeeper recognized the man and enthusiastically tried to sell him his wares. After Xiao Yan firmly refused, he sighed and explained the situation.

It turns out that someone mustered up the courage to walk into the auction house last night, and the news spread.

It is unclear who exactly sent the message.

All we know is that someone followed him to his home and found money and a Qi-gathering powder on him!

As the saying goes, wealth should not be flaunted!

For ordinary people, the Qi Gathering Powder is not a source of wealth, but rather a deadly treasure!

The boy's entire family was killed, and the others thought that the boy hadn't been killed even after meeting the Fighting King, which meant the Fighting King had a good temper, so everyone wanted to try their luck.

If I answer correctly, wouldn't I become rich?

Having learned from past mistakes, they all disguised themselves, fearing being targeted by thieves.

After the boss finished speaking, he saw that Xiao Yan was a little stunned. Just then, other guests came in, so he quickly went over to greet them.

When the boss finished and turned around, Xiao Yan was already gone.

The boss nodded, not taking it to heart.

……

Mittel Auction House.

A long queue formed at the main entrance, all dressed in black robes, creating a strange and beautiful sight.

Everyone in the group kept their heads down and did not speak.

They were all afraid of being recognized!

Xiao Yan stood in the group, his lips pursed, his expression complicated. He had only wanted to find someone to test the true purpose of this Dou Wang, but he never expected that it would bring about the tragedy of the other party's entire family being wiped out.

This made him suddenly realize a problem!

In this world filled with fighting spirit, the law of the jungle prevails, and becoming stronger is the only way to avoid being targeted.

Since there is a fellow villager who is a fighting king, regardless of whether the other party is good or bad, it is still possible to meet.

What if the other party can help me resolve the hidden danger of my battle aura disappearing?

Inside the auction house, in a room.

Gu Ni sat upright with a solemn expression, watching the black-robed figures walk in one by one, and asked the same question in a numb tone:

"With its neck bent towards the sky, it sings; the preceding line."

"What?"

The man in black robes stared at Gu Ni in disbelief.

"Next!"

Gu Ni said indifferently, feeling that probably no one could guess the answer given by the King of Cang.

"No, this question wasn't posted! Change the question! I paid for the answers, how can you cheat? I'm not having it! I just bought the answers!"

The man in black robes was lifted up, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

As the sound gradually faded away, Gu Ni rubbed his temples. He had thought more than once about whether he should secretly tell the answer to his confidant and then go to redeem the reward.

However, the thought flashed through his mind and he dared not think about it further.

Judging from all these signs, Lord Cang has a concrete basis for his search for the person. However, relying on this method will not only fail to bring rewards, but will also cost him his life.

Lost in thought, another man in black robes stood before him. Gu Ni didn't even bother to lift his eyelids and asked numbly.

"...Goose, goose, goose." A somewhat hoarse voice came from under the black robe.

"Uh... wait, what did you just say?"

Just as Gu Ni had chased the man away, he suddenly froze, as if an electric current had surged through his body. His body stiffened, and he stared at the other person in disbelief, his gaze seemingly trying to pierce through the black robe and see the face beneath.

This fellow Dou Wang fellow villager has quite the twisted sense of humor... Xiao Yan thought to himself, frowning as he repeated it again.

This time, Gu Ni heard it clearly.

That's right, it's the answer given by Lord Cang Wang, and there are actually people who can answer it correctly...

who can that be?

Suppressing his urge to inquire further, Gu Ni asked the other party to go to the front hall and arranged for someone to inform Hun Cang.

lobby.

Xiao Yan stood quietly by himself. After a short while, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned halfway around and looked down from under the brim of his black robe and hat.

A young man walked over, with regular features, bright and piercing eyes, and long, even breaths. With each step he took, one could almost feel the powerful fighting spirit flowing within him.

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"You answered my question?" Hun Cang asked indifferently as he sat down.

"Yes."

Xiao Yan replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Did you come of your own accord? Or did someone else tell you to come?" Hun Cang asked.

"What's the difference?" Xiao Yan asked back.

Hun Cang glanced at him and said coldly, "Someone tried to be clever yesterday, but you should have seen the situation outside. I'm not as free as they think! I'll get angry if they keep playing around like this!"

As he spoke, the aura of a Dou Wang slowly emanated from Hun Cang's body, pressing down on Xiao Yan.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan felt immense pressure. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his back arched involuntarily. Just when he could no longer hold on and might collapse to his knees in the next second, the aura suddenly disappeared.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xiao Yan said, "I can give you that answer, but before that, you must swear an oath!"

"What right do you have to negotiate with me?"

Hun Cang suddenly stood up, startling Xiao Yan so much that he took several steps back. A sense of regret welled up in his heart; he shouldn't have come to the Mittel Auction House!

But then, Hun Cang suddenly changed the subject and asked, "How do you swear an oath?"

"what?"

Xiao Yan froze, subconsciously looking up. Just as he was about to meet Hun Cang's gaze, he realized what was happening and quickly lowered his head. "Swear that Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people, and Chinese people don't harm Chinese people, and I'll tell you who sent me."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Hun Cang was speechless, his forehead covered in black lines.

It's not a fantasy world, what good are swearing oaths...?

After a two-second silence, he made a simple oath as Xiao Yan had requested.

Having done all this, he smiled faintly and said, "Can you take off your hood now, Xiao Yan?"

"You recognized me?"

Upon hearing Hun Cang's words, Xiao Yan couldn't suppress his emotions and let out a surprised sound.

Will he kill me? Or...?

Just as Xiao Yan was feeling flustered and uneasy, he saw Hun Cang extend his right hand, revealing a friendly smile, and say, "My name is Hun Cang, I'm at the peak of the Dou Wang realm. Let's get acquainted, fellow townsman."

Xiao Yan was stunned. Confirming that the other party genuinely meant no harm, he removed his hood, revealing a slightly youthful face. He then reached out and grasped the hood, smiling wryly.

"Xiao Yan, Dou Qi... Level 3."

(End of this chapter)