Published: March 4, 2025
Chapter Fifty-Seven: Arriving at Iron Cloud
Looking at Chu Yang, the masked man who had been following him all along couldn't help but smile proudly, saying, "My brothers are not bad, right?"
In this group, due to his special status, even Old Gao and Du Shiqing dared not show him any disrespect, but Chu Yang was the only one who treated him without courtesy.
Yet, he insisted on staying by Chu Yang's side, chatting with him along the way. Although sometimes Chu Yang made him so angry he nearly exploded, he definitely wouldn't go near anyone else.
He knew very well that although Chu Yang was rude to him, he was the only one in the entire group who didn't want him dead. As for the others, despite treating him politely, they all wished to kill him.
If one of them decided to stab him in the back once they were safe... that wasn't impossible at all!
But Chu Yang wouldn't do that!
"Good soldiers!" Chu Yang said, his gaze fixed on the black tide beside him, his tone low.
"Naturally good soldiers!" the man said with pride, "Otherwise, how could they guard against Yang... uh, damn it! You dare to twist my words?!"
Chu Yang rolled his eyes in exasperation and said weakly, "Do you think I would stoop so low? Why would I twist your words?!" He turned his neck disdainfully and added, "If I wanted to know something about you, a packet of aphrodisiac would tell me everything."
The man shivered, staring dumbfounded at this beast-like youth, and wisely chose to remain silent. He suddenly remembered what Chu Yang had said that day:
"I'll strip you bare and drag you into the horse herd, then feed all the horses aphrodisiacs!"
Thinking about it gave him chills. If it really came to that, he might actually submit...
That morning, they finally saw a large city ahead.
Du Shiqing and Old Gao both sighed in relief at the same time.
At this point, they had entered the heart of the Iron Cloud Nation, with the population becoming denser and government buildings interconnected. Once they reached here, the possibility of being assassinated had practically vanished!
Because if Du Shiqing were to die in a place like this, Tie Butian would surely fly into a rage! The officials along the way would probably all suffer for it. Therefore, everyone treated Du Shiqing like a lord.
Sure enough, at the city gate, flags were waving, and a cavalry unit rode out to greet Du Shiqing!
Over a hundred people turned their heads simultaneously, and Old Gao suddenly spun around, his eyes filled with murderous intent! If he were to kill this man here, the over a hundred people wouldn't be able to stop him!
The atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became tense and strange.
"It should be my turn..." The man realized that Old Gao and the others harbored ill intentions. Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Chu Yang flick his wrist, removing the restraints on him, and with a wave of his hand, the man's two-hundred-pound body was hurled away.
Old Gao was a step behind and glared at Chu Yang in anger, "You!"
Suddenly, the man flew seven or eight zhang away, and with a whistle, a strong horse galloped forward. A warrior on the horse reached out and caught the man, and as the horse raced wildly, the man adjusted himself, straddling the horse comfortably.
Over a hundred masked figures cheered at once. Suddenly, with a command from the man, they all reined in their horses and turned in another direction, circling around Du Shiqing and the others, their eyes filled with a chilling murderous intent that sent shivers down people's spines.
The iron tide circled back, and the man laughed loudly, shouting, "That little bastard, we will meet again! Next time, I’ll strip you bare and feed you to the horses!" As he spoke, he seemed to take pride in his capture, as if it were an honor.
Chu Yang couldn't help but be astonished at the thickness of this guy's skin; he felt ashamed in comparison.
"Let's go!"
Saying this, he shot a sideways glance at Old Gao and the others, waved his hand, turned his horse, and galloped forward. The knights behind him followed closely, forming an iron stream on the main road!