usatvline Chapter 187 - Handing over the military token
Chapter 187 - Handing over the military token
"Ninth Prince, we don't want to make things difficult for you. We just want you to hand over the military token." The masked man said lightly.
Feng Muyan's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but start to doubt. He only knew about the existence of this thing yesterday. How did they know about it? Why was this matter so strange?
"Who are you?" Feng Muyan asked with a cold face.
"It's really sad that the Ninth Prince couldn't even guess who I am!" The masked man sighed.
"The military token has been lost and is not with me!"
"In that case, the Ninth Prince can take your nephew with you on the journey. He will have someone to take care of him on the way!" After he finished speaking, the masked man waved his long arm, and all the subordinates behind him dismounted, drew their bows and waited for orders.
Such uniform movements made Feng Muyan's heart tighten. These people were not from the martial arts world at all. Such well-trained movements were definitely the result of years of fighting. They were soldiers!
"I wonder if the Ninth Prince needs to think about this for a while longer. I don't mind waiting for a while!"
"Hua! Xiao! An!" A cold voice came from a distance, startling the masked man on the horse and widening his eyes instantly. Feng Muyan was also startled and turned around to look. At this time, the two of them shouted in unison, "Why are you here?"
"Zi Yan...you..." Hua Xiaoan looked at Mu Zi Yan with burning eyes, with both joy and worry in his eyes.
Mu Ziyan's eyes were full of complexity, and her heart was tormented as if hot oil had been spilled. Knowing about betrayal was one thing, but witnessing the betrayal with one's own eyes was another. Hua Xiaoan really dealt her a heavy blow.
Hua Xiaoan curled up her lips into a bitter smile. She really hated him, but there were some things he had to do. Sooner or later, she would understand his painstaking efforts, and he would give her everything that Feng Muyan could not give her, including these vast mountains and rivers.
"Aunt Jiu... um..." Feng Shijiu was about to call out when Feng Muyan blocked her mouth.
Mu Ziyan calmly walked towards Hua Xiaoan step by step, and finally stopped in front of his horse. He slowly raised his head and asked, "Hua Xiaoan, don't you have anything to tell me? Is it fun to lie to me for so long?"
"Zi Yan, I admit that I have hidden a lot of things from you, but I have never thought of harming you from the beginning to the end. Everything I did was for your own good. Sooner or later, I will invite you to see this vast landscape together, isn't that good?" Hua Xiaoan became more and more excited as he spoke with longing in his eyes, shocking Gu Qinghong who was standing beside him so much that he widened his eyes in disbelief.
Mu Ziyan was speechless. It turned out that Hua Xiaoan's ambition was so big. No wonder he was so eager to get the military token. But hadn't the military token already fallen into his hands?
Just when both of them were stunned, Feng Muyan quickly pulled Mu Ziyan back and protected her tightly behind him.
"Uncle Jiu, if his name is Hua Xiaoan, Jiujiu has heard of him. He should be the leader of the Rakshasa Sect, known as Young Master Xiaoan in the martial arts world. He specializes in collecting all kinds of confidential information and recruiting talented people." Feng Shijiu whispered in Feng Muyan's ear.
"Jiujiu, you really are a know-it-all!" Mu Ziyan hooked his finger and tapped Feng Shijiu's forehead. If Hua Xiaoan hadn't taken her back to the headquarters of Luosha Sect, she would probably never have known his identity in her life. This kid Jiujiu is really a good material for being an intelligence agent.
Looking at Mu Ziyan and Feng Muyan standing side by side, Hua Xiaoan slowly tightened his hand holding the reins, kicked the horse's belly hard and ran towards Feng Muyan. When he was almost beside the two of them, he dismounted, drew the folding fan from his waist and attacked Feng Muyan.
Feng Muyan held the sword horizontally to block, but was pushed back three steps by the small folding fan. A gap was made on the sharp sword. If it weren't for his strong internal strength, the sword would have hit him in the chest.
"Feng Muyan, if you want to take your nephew away today, it's not impossible. Just leave her here." Hua Xiaoan said with a faint smile, holding up Feng Muyan's sword with a folding fan.