Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 220 - 0189: South of the River Zhen Trembles, Using Their Own Methods Against Them (Guaranteed Update, Requesting Monthly Ticket)_2

Chapter 220: 0189: South of the River Zhen Trembles, Using Their Own Methods Against Them (Guaranteed Update, Requesting Monthly Ticket)_2

Boss Gao greeted him enthusiastically, his expression apologetic as he sighed, "Master Jiang’s visit to my Joyful Forest today was not as joyful and pleasant as expected, this is my failure to host properly.

Next time, next time Master Jiang personally visits, I will certainly entertain you myself, and I will make sure you stay happily and unwillingly leave."

Jiang Dali was just about to refuse.

But as the words reached his lips, thinking of the recent damage to his reputation, he suddenly grinned and changed his words, "Well said, well said, I have long heard that there are beauties like clouds in Joyful Forest, and since it’s Boss Gao who personally invites, next time I come, I will enjoy myself thoroughly, not spoil the fun like today."

Boss Gao bowed her head and smiled modestly, complimenting, "For a powerful man like Master Jiang, if you come again to support our place, I, Boss Gao, will definitely treat you as a guest of honor."

The surrounding guests heard this and their expressions showed envy.

Some stared at Boss Gao’s curvaceous figure, swallowing salivation rapidly, their eye balls almost hooked there, desperately wishing to cling to its curves.

However, Jiang Dali just laughed out loud, not responding, carrying Wang Yuyan on his shoulder, followed by Dongfang Bubai and Lu Xiaofeng, under the various looks of fear, wariness, admiration, and respect, he left stylishly.

He came as if a Heavenly God descending, drawing sideways glances from the heroes.

He left as if detaching from worldly concerns, enticing beauties’ admiration.

What is a madman?

What is a formidable hero?

A palm strike astonishes the whole hall, a laughter quiets the entire audience.

It was largely attributed to Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali.

Some admired his carefree and unrestrained nature...

Men, women, or those neither, he conquered them all.

Some revered his overwhelming power and the bold, domineering temperament of questioning first with his Handheld Blade.

Yet there were others who said he was too bold and oblivious of the high heavens and the vast earth.

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"Alas. Heaven’s madness must bring rain, man’s madness brings calamity.

This Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali, although a formidable hero of the time, is ultimately narrow-minded. Causing trouble in Hui Prefecture with no one to manage him, he sits in the well and watches the sky, mistakenly believing he’s peerless in the martial world."

In Joyful Forest, a sigh sounded, a male figure on the tree shook his head.

Below the tree, Xiao He snorted and chuckled lightly, "Daring to compete head-on with the Murong Family, forcefully kidnapping Wang Yuyan, he clearly doesn’t know the character for ’death’.

If Nan Murong finds out, I’m afraid this bandit nest of Black Wind Village will be erased from the Martial World.

I originally wanted to go teach him a lesson for our sister, but now I rather not go. I want to see how he ends up miserably killed by Murong Fu."

"You’re lucky you didn’t go, otherwise I’d have to be prepared to collect your corpse."

A cold voice came from behind.

A figure with agile skills and almost no sound when moving appeared ghost-like in the forest, his eyes bright, his lean cheeks full of coldness.

"Ha! I’m not like you, Xiao Meng, scared like a mouse, seeing our sister wronged yet still enduring without action."

Xiao He saw Meng Xinghun approaching, his gaze filled with defiance and chillness, he turned and left.

...

In the Martial World, good news might not spread quickly, many prefer to keep good news to themselves, fearing others might snoop into it.

But bad news, especially news that’s bad for others, tends to spread very fast.

Murong Family’s Three Great House Guards were defeated at the hands of Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali in Hui State Green Forest.

Even Murong Fu’s cousin, Wang Yuyan, his childhood sweetheart, was forcibly taken by Black Wind Village Chief to become the Village Chief’s Wife.

Such news was indeed explosive and thrilling...

In a moment, it swept through Jiangnan like a hurricane, rapidly spreading to other regions.

This might have been the second significant event that spread across the entire Martial World with lightning speed since the Black Wind Village Chief had stormed Heimu Cliff to snatch Dongfang Bubai away.

Even the feat once held on Black Wind Mountain, inviting Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue to battle formidable enemies, hadn’t garnered as much widespread debate as these two incidents.

That’s just how people are.

Alive with a mouth, eating with it and speaking with it.

With a flick of the tongue, salty tastes get salty words, sweet tastes get sweet words.

By the time a tale reaches most mouths, it might already be so distorted that discerning the original truth becomes a near impossibility.

This is the proverbial ’Three men make a tiger.’

Upon hearing the rumor swirling through the Martial World, Murong Fu, still secretly striving for the great cause of restoring Great Yan, had burst into a fury. He smashed an octagonal table right there on the spot, completely losing his composure. He immediately mobilized family forces to inquire after the whereabouts of the Black Wind Village Chief.

...

One day later.

Inside an inn owned by the Murong Family.

Two humble figures entered the room and approached Murong Fu.

"Young Master, we’ve found out that after Black Wind Village Chief took Miss Wang away, he and Lu Xiaofeng proceeded all over seeking a Divine Doctor and Divine Medicine to treat Dongfang Bubai’s injuries."

"Correct, he also proclaimed that if... if the Young Master could deliver an elixir that could eradicate the toxins within Dongfang Bubai’s body, he would consider releasing Miss Wang."

Murong Fu sat quietly in the room, listening with his eyes closed. After hearing the report, he remained silent, exuding an air of calm authority that didn’t betray any emotional fluctuation.

This was also a trait instilled from a young age by the Murong Family— the ability to remain composed under pressure.

Although he had been furious enough to smash a table just yesterday, today, he was able to remain calm and contemplate his next move.

His face was clear and handsome, marked by sharp edges, dense eyebrows, a high nose, and scholarly lips. Each feature spoke of his nobility and elegance.

The Young Master didn’t speak.

The two subordinates didn’t dare to make a sound either.

After a long moment, Murong Fu nodded, opened his eyes, and looked towards the two men with a cordial smile, saying warmly, "Alright, I’ve been informed. You two have worked hard gathering this intelligence. Take care of your health and rest for now."

Touched nearly to the point of tears, the subordinates felt immense gratitude. Every time, the Young Master was considerate and gentle, regardless of being the mockery of the Martial World people. He always cared for their feelings.

For the sake of such a master, one would willingly die!

Both men immediately bowed deeply, claiming their tasks were not burdensome.

After dismissing the two subordinates, Murong Fu’s expression turned icy as he muttered under his breath, like a chilling winter wind.

"Black Wind Village Chief!"

He was wary of rash actions, now caught in a dilemma.

But it wasn’t in his nature to simply comply willingly.

"Using others’ tactics against them... You care so much about Dongfang Bubai, so I’ll just use that to keep you running around, hmph hmph hmph..."

Murong Fu’s eyes flickered with a ruthless gleam.

Not all goals required his direct involvement to achieve.

Many things were also what others wished to accomplish.

Murdering by way of a borrowed knife, using others’ tactics against themselves, having the enemy suffer without even knowing who had outmaneuvered them—these were the tactics he mastered well...

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