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"A game? Rare events?" Zhao Meng asked in confusion. She had heard of games before but she has never heard of the term "rare events" associated with games.
Tian Ye simply shook his head, too lazy to explain, his gaze fixed on the gates, where there were two guards standing in watch, one on the left, one on the right.
"Then, Young Lady of the Zhao Family, lead the way. This one's name is Tian Ye, just call me 'My Lord or Lord Tian.'"
Zhao Meng, who was still confused, decided not to ponder any longer and replied to Tian Ye respectfully, "I'll listen to you, My Lord. Please follow me."
Tian Ye walked behind her without saying anything.
As they walked, Zhao Meng hesitated for a moment before decisively asking, "Would you like to eat first or change robes? I've noticed that there was displeasure in the way you stared at the grey outer robes you're currently wearing, earlier at the river."
Tian Ye was a little surprised at Zhao Meng's observant eyes but nodded in satisfaction, "Then change robes first."
"Yes, My Lord." Zhao Meng replied respectfully as she led Tian Ye towards the entrance, the gates leading to Yellow Leaf City.
'The Yellow Leaf City has a population of about 10,000 according to Zhao Meng, but why is the gates quite deserted?' Tian Ye thought noticing that there weren't a lot of people, to be precise, there wasn't even one passing through the gates in and out despite it, supposedly having a population of 10,000.
Although he wondered, he wasn't that interested so he didn't ask Zhao Meng.
When they neared gates, one of the two guards said coldly, "Halt! Identify yourselves and state your business!"
Zhao Meng then announced her identity, "I'm Zhao Meng, the 2nd Lady of the Zhao Clan!"
"Z-Zhao Meng?" The guard stared at Zhao Meng in disbelief, his fingers let go of the spear that he was holding upright momentarily but managed to grab it again, keeping his composure.
Seeing this, Tian Ye couldn't help but put on a meaningful smile on his face as he said to Zhao Meng, "Young Lady Zhao, this guard seems to have connections to whomever kidnapped you earlier."
"What?" Zhao Meng looked at Tian Ye then at the guard in suspicion.
"What nonsense! Who are you to feed the 2nd Young Lady of the Zhao Clan with nonsense?" The guard angrily retorted.
"Did you just say that nonsense came out of my mouth?"
Tian Ye's asked calmly, a cold glint forming in his eyes.
Zhao Meng, hearing Tian Ye's cold voice, couldn't help but sweat nervously, however, she also didn't have the slightest thought of interfering, lest, Tian Ye turns his cold attention to her.
She could only hope that the guard stop right here as she turned towards the guard and Tian Ye, alternately, with the thought, 'Stupid! Apologize right now or you're in deep shit!'
However, the guard didn't notice whatever Zhao Meng meant with her eyes looking at him, then at Tian Ye and got even angrier, "That's righ…"
Before he could finish, and affirm to Tian Ye's question.
Tian Ye had already waved his hand from top to bottom, a flash of red crescent-shaped line, drawn in the air.
'Flowing River Sword Technique, First Form, Drifting Current.' Tian Ye thought in his mind as right hand of the guard that was holding a spear was separated from his body, blood splattering all over the place.
"Ah!!" The guard screamed as he fell into the ground kneeling, and holding his right shoulder in pain.
Zhao Meng was sweating bullets but could do nothing but watch.
If Tian Ye wanted, he could exterminate all the people within the Yellow Leaf City and no one would be able to stop him.
The other guard dropped his spear, and fell to the ground on his back as he looked at Tian Ye in fright, "P-Please… Spare me…"
Tian Ye then turned to him and said, "Shut up."
"Y-Yes!" The other guard, peeing his pants, replied tremblingly.
Tian Ye then stepped forward, a step at a time.
Soon, he arrived near the guard who was kneeling, with a right hand missing.
He grabbed him by the hair with his right hand, positioning his face near the guard's face by slightly bending his body, and looked the guard in the eye and asked with a cold smile, "Who did you say was saying nonsense?"
"I-I…" The guard said with a stutter, his eyes rolling, not knowing whether to focus on Tian Ye or on his continuously bleeding severed arm.
Tian Ye then pointed the index finger of his left hand to the guard's thigh and within a second, he sent out a condensed spiritual qi, with the width of a needle and pierced through his thigh and into the ground.
Pew!
"Ahhhhhhh!" The guard cried in pain, panic, and despair.
The other guard was slowly crawling backwards, and Zhao Meng, who was watching on the side, remained quiet with a pale face. 'Why didn't he notice me? I warned him with my eyes!'
Tian Ye, not caring about his screams, asked again, his smile still on his face, "Who did you say was saying nonsense? I'll kindly remind you since this is the first time we've met that I don't like repeating myself and now, I've already repeated myself once."
The guard that was crying as his right arm and thighs bled, replied, his voice shaking, "I-I! Was the one speaking nonsense!"
"Good! Good!" Tian Ye laughed, patting the guard's shoulder happily, "See? We're good when you speak the truth, now, who's responsible for Young Lady Zhao's kidnapping?"
The guard didn't hesitate and shouted with all his might, "The one responsible for the Second Young Lady's kidnapping, is the Second Young Lady of the Xiong Clan!"
"What?" Zhao Meng asked in disbelief.
She couldn't believe it, she had a good relationship with the second young lady of the Xiong clan considering that they have the same status, they can sympathize with each other.
Tian Ye didn't care about his words very much, or Zhao Meng's disbelief, he only cared about how he followed his instruction so he nodded in satisfaction, ruffling the hair of the guard gently like patting a young child who's done a good deed.
"You know better than to displease me again, right?"
"Yes, yes." The guard replied with a nervous smile, thinking that he was off the hook but then…
Swish!
Tian Ye waved his hand horizontally, then used spiritual qi to display the martial arts technique, "Flowing River Sword Technique, First Form, Drifting Current."
It directly separated the guard's head from his body, blood splattering all over Tian Ye's face and robes.
As this happened, Zhao Meng, and the other guard watched in horror as they heard Tian Ye continue to say with a smile, his face had some blood all over it, gotten from the man's severed neck, "Then don't do it again in your next life, got it? So you don't die so early. You could have had a lot of children... maybe...?"
As they widened their mouths in shock and fear, Tian Ye stood up, saying in disgust, "Ah, ah… my clothes are all dirty again, fortunately, Young Lady Zhao will help me replace them with clean ones, right?"
Zhao Meng got a hold of herself and answered nervously, "Of course, My Lord. I own a tailor shop in the middle of the 3rd street of the 1st district, it's only two hundred meters away at most."
"Oh? That's good." Tian Ye said with a great smile on his face, happily saying, "What are you waiting for, let's go."
"Yes!" Zhao Meng hurriedly led the way, but paced herself to wait for the slowly walking Tian Ye, who cleaned the blood off his face with fire spiritual qi, making it spotlessly clean. He could have done it with the clothes, but he despised his current clothes, so he decided that it's a waste and didn't use fire spiritual qi to burn the dirty blood clean.
Tian Ye, who was walking behind, looked at the other guard who pissed himself before saying in displeasure, "Hey, you're old enough to have a few children, why are you peeing your pants in broad daylight? Aren't you ashamed?"
"Yes, yes, I'm ashamed, I apologize for the disgusting display." The guard, hurriedly knelt on the ground in apology, followed by smashing his head on the ground and causing it to crack slightly, and his forehead to bleed.
Tian Ye nodded, "It's good that you admit it, clean up the dead body."
"Yes, My Lord!" The guard replied nervously, but as he heard Zhao Meng call Tian Ye, "My Lord" earlier, he called him the same.
He couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over his body as he heard Tian Ye saying, "You're lucky that I killed one person before this guard before I arrived, or you'd be dead too. I've already killed one people earlier, and one more now, and it's only the first day, I came out to the outside world! How ridiculous, killing one more will put a bad taste to my mouth."
"Yes, My Lord! Thank you for your mercy!" The guard shouted in reverence and fear.
Tian Ye just walked behind Zhao Meng and as they walked, they saw a bunch of people filling up the 3rd street, as if it was a market. Tian Ye couldn't help but ask, "Why is the 3rd street so filled with people but there aren't too many people at the gates? Aren't you afraid of being robbed by outsiders?"
Zhao Meng didn't know whether to laugh or cry hearing Tian Ye's words but respectfully explained, "My Lord, that gate guard you killed a while ago was a Martial Arts Master."
"Oh, he was a little weak for me so I didn't notice."
Zhao Meng didn't speak, afraid of displeasing Tian Ye and they soon arrived at the Tailor Shop.
"We've arrived, My Lord. This is my tailor shop."
"Oh! It's quite grand! No wonder you didn't want me to kill your father. If my father was shitty, but provides me with wealth like this, I wouldn't want to kill him either."
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