The Sword God of the South

The Sword God of the South
Ouw Yang Pek's



Zhang Fei continued to accelerate his pace. He didn't want to make it to the night in the middle of the journey. If that really happened, it could be that there were, he and Yan Zi would definitely be lost. Given how thick things are around.


"Chairman Fei, is it still far away?" yan Zi asked in the middle of that trip.


"I don't know, Master Zi," Zhang Fei replied quickly. "But I think we'll be here any minute,"


Behind him, Yan Zi simply nodded. He doesn't talk anymore. Too much talk in the middle of the trip, it will make the chest feel a little tight and also shorter breath.


The two of them continued to pierce through the forest path without a word. After the afternoon sun had only a little left, Zhang Fei saw that in front of him was an old building.


The building was within about twenty spears. From a distance, he could see the beauty of the building.


"Master Zi, have you seen the building up ahead?"


"Yes, Chairman Fei. I've seen it,"


"Well, that's where all the answers are,"


Hearing those words, Yan Zi involuntarily clenched both of her arms. Maybe it happened because given how angry he was with the apostate disciple.


About ten minutes later, the two were near the old building. Zhang Fei suddenly stopped his steps and hid behind the lush trees there.


"We have to make sure first whether or not there is a person inside the building" Zhang Fei said before Yan Zi spoke.


The old man nodded. He doesn't talk much anymore. Quietly, Yan Zi also gathered back her already lost inner strength.


Meanwhile, Zhang Fei was currently watching the old building intently. Her inner goals began to see a speck of yellow light emanating from inside the building.


Without even being told, he already understood that the yellow light must have come from a lantern.


If there are lanterns, there must be humans in them.


"Master Zi, come with me" Zhang Fei said as he leaped forward.


They then darted forward there secretly. Once the distance got closer, the two immediately jumped onto the roof of the building.


Zhang Fei gestured for Yan Zi to remain silent and not move much. He immediately sharpened his sense of hearing.


Not only that, but Zhang Fei also opened a tile so that he could see down there. Into the old building.


Just below him at this moment, there were ten men in their forties and above. On his side, there were also three women who were around thirty years old with pretty faces.


The thirteen people were like partying. It can be seen from the many traces of wine jars available on the table.


Laughter filled the entire room. Judging from the gap that Zhang Fei had created, the three women occasionally filled the wine cup and also teased the men present there.


Both of them were shocked after realizing that among the twelve people, it turned out that there was one young man whose age might only reach twenty-five years.


Not wrong anymore! That young man must be Ouw Yang Pek. The person they were looking for at this moment!


"Chairman Fei, it is Ouw Yang Pek," whispered Yan Zi right by Zhang Fei's ear.


"Yes, Mr. Zi. I know, but, let's just calm down. I want to hear what they will talk about next," Zhang Fei replied.


Along with that, in the room, the people are also seen to have continued the chatter.


One of the old men spoke and praised him. The person who was praised also looked very happy and proud.


"I'm sure, with what you've done, if our ideals have been realized, you will definitely be given a high enough position. Especially around this city," said the old man continuing his speech.


"Thank you, Mister. I do all this sincerely and earnestly. To me, being able to help you people from the Jin Empire is something that is very proud of you" Ouw Yang Pek said with a smile and as if speaking seriously.


"Hahaha .. is really a rare young boy. Even though your age hasn't reached thirty, your patriot taste is almost upon us,"


"Thank you, sir, too much praise,"


People keep talking about things like that. They also unceasingly praised Ouw Yang Pek. It was as if what had come out of his mouth was a true compliment.


In fact, all of that is just nonsense. This can be seen from the gaze of their eyes that occasionally look at each other and sneer towards Ouw Yang Pek.


Unfortunately, the young man never noticed it.


While on top of the wuwungan, Zhang Fei and Yan Zi could also hear all their words clearly. Even regarding the eyes of those people, the two also knew.


"Poor young man," Zhang Fei muttered as he let out a long breath.


"You're right, Chairman Fei. I became concerned for him,"


"That's it, Mr. Zi. Everything is already over. Now, we better just act,"


"Good, agreed,"


Brakk!!!


The sound of a broken roof suddenly sounded very clear. From above the wuwungan suddenly dropped two human figures. The presence of the two of them managed to shock the people who were inside the room.


The atmosphere there was immediately boisterous. Thirteen pairs of eyes stared at Zhang Fei and Yan Zi in turn. The look in their eyes contained anger that could be seen clearly.


In the midst of the tension, Zhang Fei bent his body. He picked up the still intact wine jar with a calm and relaxed movement.


Against the people in front of him, he paid no heed at all.


"I'm sorry that the two of us have surprised you" he said after chugging the urn once.


Those people don't talk. But judging from the look in the eyes, it was clear that they had already grown angrier.


While on the other hand, Ouw Yang Pek was very surprised when he realized one of the two people.


"Vice Chairman Zi .." he said in a deep voice.


"We meet again, Ouw Yang Pek," the old man replied calmly.


His tone was still calm. But from every single word it contained an indescribable grudge.


"You even dare to call him that, apostate disciple?" zhang Fei asked with a cold smile towards him.


"Who are you?" What are you gonna do here?" Ouw Yang Pek averted his gaze and asked the question in a full probing tone.


"Don't ask too many questions. You don't deserve to know who I really am yet" Zhang Fei said with a cynical smile. "Rather precisely not only you, but they are the same, too" he continued, looking at the twelve others.