Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 290: Where is the Person?!
Looking at the tightly closed door, Jing Menghun felt a surge of old grievances and new enmities. In recent times, every action of the Golden Horse Knights Hall had ended in defeat at the hands of Chu King of Hell! Four thrones—one crippled, one dead!
Losses of top-tier ninth grade martial sovereigns numbered no less than ten; the core strength had already seen dozens of deaths! Just a few days ago, in this very room, he had merely spoken a few extra words, yet had been reprimanded on the spot, insulted as a servant!
Every single instance was orchestrated by this person!
Today, it is your retribution!
A look of hatred and delight shot from Jing Menghun's eyes as he held his breath, suddenly and quietly raising his right hand. Silent, yet authoritative! Those behind him understood and immediately prostrated themselves!
Finally, a noise came from the direction of the window: crash!
This was the sound of Yin Wutian breaking through the window frame!
Yin Wutian was already in action!
Jing Menghun no longer hesitated, moving like lightning, he kicked the door with tremendous force; with a loud boom, the door shattered and crashed inward!
Jing Menghun then dashed into the room, bellowing majestically: “Chu King of Hell! Surrender now! Ha…”
Amidst the scattering debris of the wooden door, time and space seemed to distort at this moment, making everything unclear, only to reveal a figure standing tall on the opposite side, readying for combat! With a bang, their palms collided and the person across suddenly exclaimed: “Boss! It’s me!”
Yin Wutian!
Jing Menghun shouted angrily, waving his sleeve, the fragments in the air swept away like clouds in the wind, clearing the view in the room.
Behind him and at the window, the experts of the Golden Horse Knights Hall, all brimming with killing intent, continually emerged and entered the room!
Jing Menghun's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief. All the newcomers also maintained the same stance, dumbfoundedly gazing in one direction:
There, a desk, a chair. On the chair, a cotton quilt was rolled up, tightly bound at one end with a piece of rope, creating what appeared to be a neck position, sitting there in a contemplative posture…
Aside from that, there was no one else!
Jing Menghun turned his neck in disbelief and suddenly reached out, grabbing a nearby figure, angrily asking: “Where is the person?!”
This unfortunate martial sovereign, who was spinning his eyes in confusion, was the one responsible for monitoring.
“This… this clearly… I clearly… I…” The pitiful martial sovereign, panic-stricken, almost collapsed, with a mournful face, muttered, “Where is the person?”
“I’m asking you!” Jing Menghun snapped his hand and gave him a hard slap; with a loud thud, the martial sovereign's head shot back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, several teeth clattering on the ground before he fainted…
This was an opportune fainting.
It spared him from answering, even though he wouldn’t have been able to anyway.
“Useless!” Jing Menghun angrily threw him to the ground, cursing.
“There is a letter here.” Yin Wutian stood aside, his expression cold.
It was an ordinary letter, the cover labeled: Personal letter from Diwu Qingrou. Presented by Chu Yang!
“Chu Yang! Chu Yang!” The blood in Jing Menghun's body surged to his head as he stared intensely at the letter: “It really is Chu King of Hell! Damn it!”
Just then, a cold voice spoke up: “Lord Jing, has my Sky-Connecting Tower offended you? Is that why you shattered my door in pieces? Your hatred is quite strong, isn’t it?”
Jing Menghun abruptly turned around to see a stout figure standing at the door, looking coldly at him.
The usual amicable demeanor was gone, replaced by brewing rage!
The head steward of Sky-Connecting Tower, Du Facai!
“Manager Du, your door hasn’t offended me; but your Sky-Connecting Tower is hiding Iron Cloud spies! Moreover, this is a life-and-death grudge of ours!” Jing Menghun said darkly: “Manager Du, you need to give me an explanation for this!”