The God of Cataka

98

"Secte Bao does not accept guests!" a guard shouted at the gate.

Shen Zhu walked slowly up the stairs, wearing a dark hooded robe that covered part of his face.

The two gatekeepers crossed their spears to head off.

But Shen Zhu did not stop. Keep walking towards the gate and break through the guard as if the guards were just a translucent figure.

"Great!" the guards were suffocating.

"The stranger has broken through the gate!" shouted another guard who was on the inside of the gate.

Two bodyguards in armor darted out from two sides of the building and landed in front of Shen Zhu while pointing their respective spears. "Who dares to mess up?" hardik one of them. "Let's die!"

Shen Zhu continued walking along the plant-fenced entrance from the gate to the grounds, hugging his cat while rubbing the cat's head quietly.

The two bodyguards swung their spears, one aimed at Shen Zhu's feet, the other aimed at Shen Zhu's stomach.

But the two attacks passed through it just like a gust of wind.

Shen Zhu's robes and hair whipped backwards while his steps had already passed through the guard again.

The atmosphere in the grounds turned rowdy.

The guards ran towards Shen Zhu and attacked him in unison. But their efforts were also as futile as trying to net the wind.

"Is he human?" the guards began to panic.

"Give it to me!" a boy of about six or seven years old darted from the balcony upstairs and lunged towards Shen Zhu as he swung his sword.

Shen Zhu squinted his eyes warily and retreated a bit of his face to avoid the saber of the little boy's sword.

Where's the rancid boy from? thought surprised.

Simultaneously, the little boy flew around in the air and landed a kick aiming at Shen Zhu's chest.

Inevitably Shen Zhu brushed off the kick with his wrist.

The tiny figure bounced again and flew around circling around him like a slender.

Neck, then heart! Shen Zhu was amazed. Each of his attacks targeted deadly spots. It is amazing for the size of a child.

Shen Zhu swung his hand to test the boy's reflexes. More than he expected, the boy could even stem Shen Zhu's movements.

Shen Zhu smiled obliquely. His eyes glinted excitedly. So decided to test it.

The boy swept a round kick on the floor while his hand swung his sword to the side, the other hand pushed Shen Zhu's stomach with a deep exertion channeled through his palm.

Shen Zhu dammed it with a deep energy that was pushed out through his stomach.

A SLAAASSSH!

The clash of energies shot out a brightly lit light.

The guards around them were swept backwards to a radius of several meters.

Shen Zhu bowed to look at the boy's face with his eyebrows intertwined. Whose son is this? he wondered in his heart.

The boy was also looking up at his face with his eyebrows intertwined. Her face looks like a girl. Like Shen Zhu as a child.

"Why do you look like me?" Shen Zhu looked in disbelief.

"Who looks like you?" the boy growled while jerking his palm, pushing Shen Zhu's stomach once more without touching.

Shen Zhu chuckled thinly, while still fortifying himself with a protective manna on his stomach. "True, too" the god. "You're just a little girl!"

"I'm not a little girl!" the boy sprayed his body and twisted in the air, swinging his sword at Shen Zhu's neck.

Shen Zhu flicked his sword eyes. It's very similar, he thought.

Shen Zhu flicked his shoulders slightly and the boy's kick pierced through the empty air.

The boy then landed on the floor with his legs still outstretched.

Shen Zhu bowed and tilted his head slightly while smiling sideways. How interesting! he said in his heart.

The boy immediately jumped to his feet relying only on the pounding of his two palms resting on the floor surface.

Shen Zhu leaned toward the boy while grinning, "Xiao Meimei," his god once again. "Where's your mother?"

The boy spontaneously drew his sword that was rolled on the floor by telekinesis. "Want to meet my mom? Step over my body!" challenge him while tightening his jaw and clenching his hand.

"Corpse?" A woman's voice interrupted them. "Who allowed you to be a corpse?"

Shen Zhu and the boy spontaneously turned to the source of the voice.

A woman with an elegant dress and hairdo floated lightly towards them.

"Large Lady!" the guards kneeled down at the woman.

Grand Madam? Shen Zhu blinked and squinted his eyes. Feeling familiar with the face of the Great Mistress.

"Teacher Jyang?" Shen Zhu screeched restrainedly.

The woman slashed her eyes back. "Do I know you?"

Shen Zhu smiled faintly and bowed as he linked his hands together in front of his face. "For a long time no see" he said politely.

"You—" the so-called Big Lady stuttered with a frown. Then looked at the black-haired little cat on Shen Zhu's lap. "Xiao Zhu!" screech while gripping Shen Zhu's shoulders.

The boy in front of Shen Zhu looked up with his eyes and mouth rounded.

"Tell the Chief, Shen Zhu is back!" jyang Yue's orders to the bodyguards.

"Good!" the guards bowed in unison and rushed into the main building.

Shen Zhu lowered his head covering and looked at Jyang Yue with a curious look. "You... marry the Chairman?" tanyanya a little doubt.

"Right," replied Juang Yue calmly. "This is our son!" He introduced while embracing the shoulder of the boy who resembled the girl. "Name Tianjin. Tianjin, greet Brother Zhu!"

"I don't want to!" The boy turned his face away while crossing his arms and raised his nose.

Shen Zhu blinked and smiled clumsily. Not because of Tianjin's repudiation. But because of the reality regarding Jyang Yue.

"Don't think too much," Jyang Yue patted Shen Zhu on the shoulder. "Come on! Let's meet the Chairman first. She misses you so much."

Shen Zhu nodded and forced a smile.

Tianjin twisted his body while snorting, then rushed ahead of them.

Jyang Yue smiled at Shen Zhu and gently patted the young man's arm to calm him down. "Tianjin was a child" he said. "Don't take care of her words."

"No! Of course not!" sergeant Shen Zhu hastened. That is not what bothered my mind, he said in his heart. But his birth story!

Reaching the grounds of the chairman's throne hall, someone burst out and scoured towards Shen Zhu followed by two other men.

The guards kneeled to them. "Chairman!"

"Shen Zhu!" The chief's voice did not sound like Bao Hu.

Shen Zhu stopped his steps and froze. Clambered and glued to look at the beautiful man who approached him. Hugged her. "Guru—" his hisses were slightly choked.

Suddenly everything makes sense.

"Chairman?" his sizzle once again.