Magic Emperors
Episode 32
Ten days later, Zhuo Fan returned secretly to the small courtyard in the Covert Dragon Pavilion.
This trip took half a month, but Zhuo Fan made sure to tell Lei Yuting to put the Blackwind Mountain bandits in the city on standby.
Since the bandits still exist, so does the Valley of Hell.
On the way to his house, Zhuo Fan discovered that Long Jie and Long Kui were not around and arranged for the guard to place the old man in a room while he went looking for Luo Yunchang.
Fifteen minutes later, Xiao Cui cried when he saw the door open. She ran while crying to Lei Yuting, “Young.”
Lei Yuting wiped the girl's tears and rubbed her nose, “Dumb girl, it wasn't hard on you, was it?”
Xiao Cui shook his head, “All of the Luo clan, other than that evil servant, treated me well.”
“Ahem, girly, don't talk bad about people when they are present or they will put you in your place.”
Zhuo Fan then walked next to the rest of the smiling Luo clan members looking at Xiao Cui's antics.
Luo Yunhai agreed, “You stupid girl, brother Zhuo likes to hit people the most. You screw it up, now see how he messes up your backside. ”
Xiao Cui hid behind Lei Yuting.
Zhuo Fan rolled his eyes. Was he a demon in the eyes of these children? Luo Yunchang and Captain Pang exchanged glances but felt warm inside.
Zhuo Fan had always done what he wanted and never left a good first impression, to the point that some even called him vile. They experience this directly. But once they got to know Zhuo Fan, they would find that he was a trustworthy person.
“You... Yunchang?”
They all turned to the old man behind Lei Yuting who was watching Luo Yunchang with great emotion. Then she turned to the boy, “And you .. Luo Yunhai?”
“Praise God, Zhennan's kinsmen are still alive!”
“Senior, are you possible ..” Luo Yunchang hesitated.
The first thing Zhuo Fan did when he returned was to bring him to the overlord of Blackwind Mountain to understand the relationship between Blackwind Mountain and the Luo clan, and why the Hell Valley set its sights on them.
Zhuo Fan made an introduction, “This is the ruler of Blackwind Mountain, the leader of the bandits who destroyed Cloud Manor.”
“What?”
Luo Yunchang's face turned grim and dignified as killing intent surged and his Yuan Qi leaked out.
Lei Yuting jumped in front of the old man.
His weak hands moved Lei Yuting to the side and knelt down, tears welling up, “Yunchang, the disaster of the Luo clan is my fault. If you want to kill anyone, kill me.”
“Baptist father!”
“Mountain Master!”
Lei Yuting and Xiao Cui shouted but the old man chased them away, “I owe it to the Luo clan. You can't stop it.”
Luo Yunchang watched the weak old man furiously, yet he did not attack.
Zhuo Fan patted her shoulder, “Yang Ming had fooled her for so long, paralyzed her on her bed, and she had just recovered. The attack on the Luo clan had nothing to do with him.”
“Why didn't you say it earlier?” Luo Yunchang grumbled, blaming him for almost killing an innocent person.
Zhuo Fan rubbed his chin, “Although, this old man was so blind that bringing him in would probably drown the Luo clan. Killing him for revenge is natural.”
He rolled his eyes at Zhuo Fan's dubious logic.
Although it made sense, blaming the old man was too much. Luo Yunchang was not the one to vent his anger on others. Especially when the old man seemed to know his father well.
“Senior, you are also a victim.”
“No, me and Zhennan are foster brothers, but the Luo clan fell because of me. Because of me, his soul cannot rest.” He wiped the tears from his injured face.
Luo Yunchang was surprised and then saw Luo Yunhai shaking his head, “Senior, why did that father never mention you?”
Releasing the breath he held, the old man calmed his agitated heart, “Klan Luo is a respectable clan, a league above old bandits like me. But your father and I became sworn brothers when we met and hid them, fearing affecting the reputation of the Luo clan. Furthermore, my Lei clan has an ancient rule, never making enemies of the Cai and Luo clans.
“Eh?”
Luo Yunhai shouted then muttered, “Dad once told me that whatever the situation, to always survive or perish with the Lei and Cai clans. I know about the Cai clan, but is the Lei clan he is referring to, yours?”
Luo Yunchang turned to her brother, “Why didn't father ever tell me about this?”
Zhuo Fan frowned, “Could this ancestral rule in the Lei and Luo clans be passed down only to the Clan Head?”
“Yes, but since I don't have a son to take down, I'm talking about it now. Besides, me and Zhennan became brothers, so the Luo clan will never hurt us. ”
But then he remembered how the Luo clan had fallen because of him and shook his head in embarrassment.
“Older, do you have martial arts handed down in your clan?” Zhuo Fan asked.
The old man nodded, “I bequeathed my clan spirit rank martial art, Lightning Finger, to Ting’er because I have no sons. But that Yang Ming instead took the jade slip.”
Bam!
Zhuo Fan clapped, “That's it. That's what they're after.”
Then he rushed out the door, “Wait here.”
Everyone was dumbfounded, not understanding what he wanted to do …
Zhuo Fan passed through the gate of the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion like a storm guarded by the same pair of guards, they did not even try to stop him.
“Bro Jiu!” Zhuo Fan shouted while looking for Long Jiu.
He immediately saw the door closed with Long Kui and Long Jie acting as guards and knew Long Jiu was inside. He rushed over while shouting.
Long Kui blocked it, angry, “Shut up! Uncle Jiu won't be accepting guests today. Scram!”
“Huh, I'm not a guest. I have important things to discuss with Long Jiu. Stay beside.” Zhuo Fan wanted to attack but Long Jie and Long Kui's strength blocked him from entering.
“Important right? Don't mistake Uncle Jiu's appreciation of you as a weakness! This is the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion, not your backyard.” Long Kui glared at him as he stood in front of the door.
“Sister Zhuo, Uncle Jiu can't see you today. Please come back.” Long Jie was firm.
Zhuo Fan knew storming in was pointless and smiled, “Girly, do you know where I have been these past few days?”
“Huh, where might that dirty guy go? The last time you had two in your hands and this time you definitely spent a gentle night in their village. ” Long Kui rolled his eyes.
Zhuo Fan shook his head while sneering, “Ha-ha-ha, I hope, but I'm not as free as Young miss Long. Returning to the matter at hand, I followed the clues in the Valley of Hell. Anytime now they will come to the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion, so don't tell me I didn't warn you!”
“Huh, bullshit. If you know the action of the Valley of Hell, then the bull can fly.” Long Kui underestimated.
Zhuo Fan shook his head and left, shouting his last warning, “Tell Uncle Jiu that I will bring the Luo clan into hiding, so we will not be dragged in the fall of the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion.”
Long Kui wanted to curse, [We always treated you very well yet you even cursed us after breaking all ties?]
However he did not get a chance, as the door opened with a creaking sound and Long Jiu's voice came, “Please bring brother Zhuo in!”
Long Jie and Long Kui were surprised, then bowed, “Ya!”
Zhuo Fan flew past them like smoke, “No need, I can do it myself, he-he-he..”.
Long Kui panted as he looked at his arrogant gaze, “What is so great about him? Wasn't he just a 5th class array master? Why does Uncle Jiu care so much about him?”
With a bitter smile, Long Jie returned to guard the door.
[This is a prime example of hating wine because it is sour without trying it. If Young Miss was a 5th grade array master instead, not only would Uncle Jiu take care of you, she would even praise you to the high heavens.]
On the other hand, Zhuo Fan, who was unconcerned by Long Kui's increasing dissatisfaction towards him, walked into a mansion after spending five minutes crossing the corridor.
He immediately saw Long Jiu sitting on a high chair beaming at him. On either side are two other identical seats, with the exception that they face in the opposite direction.
“Ha-ha-ha, brother Zhuo, what brought you here today?”
Zhuo Fan stopped in front of Long Jiu who was smiling at him, but that smile was immediately replaced by a grim look, “But I have to remind you, if you come here with nonsense, then you will come here with nothing, there will be consequences.”
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While scratching his nose, Zhuo Fan smiled, “The experts of the Valley of Hell are here and will soon attack this place. I wonder if this is considered nonsense. ”
“Of course not, if it's true!”
Before Long Jiu replied, an old voice came from one high seat, followed by a slow second round of seats. Two ferocious auras, stronger than Long Jiu, swept across Zhuo Fan.
His breath choked in his throat and staggered backwards as a drop of cold sweat flowed down his shocked face …
