Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1610 - 1603: Entering the Tiger’s Den

Chapter 1610: Chapter 1603: Entering the Tiger’s Den

"What did you say!" Hearing the tall man’s roar, the servant was both shocked and angry, repeatedly backing away. A dozen guards rushed over upon hearing the commotion, setting up crossbows and raising spears, aiming them at the tall man.

"Kill, kill him!" The servant pointed at the tall man and shrieked in terror.

He did not have the authority to command the guards, but in this situation, even if he had remained silent, these guards had no intention of sparing the tall man.

Indeed, the tall man was one emboldened by money, facing the menacing Huayu Family guards. He let out a loud laugh, lifting Huayu Yun again and shouted, "This is Huayu Yun, the son of the Second Young Master of the Huayu Family; who dares to harm him!"

Huayu Yun!

Hearing this name, the surrounding guards displayed shocked expressions, subconsciously glancing towards the raised Huayu Yun.

The child, tightly bound, with fuzzy large ears, was undoubtedly a member of the Demon Clan.

A member of the Demon Clan, named Huayu Yun, this was no joke.

The guards were momentarily wavering, exchanging glances, unsure of how to handle the situation.

The tall man was very satisfied with the guards’ reaction and then looked at the servant, disdainfully saying, "Go call your master to see me, otherwise, the whole world will learn of the Huayu Family’s scandal."

In such a major issue, the servant naturally did not dare to make decisions. Thus, he quickly dropped his previously arrogant demeanor and hurried back through the gates of Bicheng Mansion, leaving behind the indecisive guards.

This time, the efficiency of Bicheng Mansion was quite high; in less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, an elegantly dressed elder quickly arrived at the gate led by the servant. Seeing his arrival, the guards promptly cleared the way.

The tall man could tell that this person held a high position, judging from his age and attire, definitely at a managerial level.

"Superior Lord, may I have a word inside the mansion?" Although the elder looked dignified, his attitude was very humble, far better than that of the servant just now.

"Do you have the authority to speak?" The tall man asked, squinting his eyes.

"I am Uncle Yu, the housekeeper of Bicheng Mansion," the elder said unhurriedly.

"Oh, so it’s the Superior Lord, my apologies for the offense..." Hearing Uncle Yu’s title, the tall man’s attitude changed drastically, showing a humble and awkward smile.

Uncle Yu was a formidable figure in both righteous and unscrupulous ways for the Huayu Family. Very seldom did he mess up the tasks given by the Patriarch.

Although just a mere servant, thanks to the Huayu Family’s background, he possessed considerable influence in the martial circles of Hua State. Even the Sect Elders could only greet him with a smile when they met him.

"Was what you just said true?" Uncle Yu, with an eagle-like gaze, stared at Huayu Yun, asking sternly.

"Yes..." Faced with such formidable pressure, the tall man’s previous bravado dissipated, becoming utterly submissive.

Upon hearing his response, Uncle Yu lowered his eyelids and nodded gently. Then, he slightly waved his hand and the surrounding guards immediately retreated.

"Take him and follow me inside." Following that, Uncle Yu turned around and indifferently spoke without looking back.

"Understood, Superior Lord." The servant nodded and answered respectfully.

Thus, led by the servant, the tall man followed Uncle Yu through the complex gates of the mansion, eventually arriving at a secluded courtyard.

There, Uncle Yu stopped, then turned around and directly asked, "You said that he is of the Huayu Family’s bloodline, is that true?"

"True, this brat admitted it himself; he said his name is Huayu Yun, the son of, what’s his name, the Second Young Master." The tall man nodded, roughly threw Huayu Yun to the ground and then untied his ropes.

Having not eaten or drunk for a day and a night, Huayu Yun was now barely clinging to life, his fuzzy ears drooping along his head, appearing very frail.

After untying the ropes, he lay motionlessly on the ground. The tall man became somewhat anxious, then grabbed his hair, forcing him to lift his head, and said fiercely, "Speak, brat, tell the Superior Lord your name!"

The excruciating pain of his scalp tearing made Huayu Yun open his mouth. But he could only utter a hoarse sound, quickly losing his voice, unable even to cry.

"Superior Lord, this..." The tall man was suddenly dumbfounded, looking at Uncle Yu and stuttering to explain.

"I believe what you said. Do you want money or fame?" Uncle Yu just nodded faintly, squinting and asking.

"Money, I want money." Upon hearing about money, the tall man’s eyes lit up. He threw down Huayu Yun, swallowed his saliva, and became excited.

"Take the money and send him away," Uncle Yu turned and instructed the servant.

"But, this kid..." The tall man looked worriedly at Huayu Yun lying on the ground.

"You just need to know what should be said and what should not be said," Uncle Yu said slowly.

"Of course, of course," the tall man received a pouch handed over by the servant, filled with glittering, translucent Magic Crystals, quite heavy.

Unlike in West Outer Heaven, in Kyushu, the value of Magic Crystals is equivalent to money. The pouch of Magic Crystals in the tall man’s hand could exchange for twenty times its weight in silver coins.

Seeing this substantial wealth, the tall man was overjoyed and, unable to help himself, his lips curled up into a smile, and he burst out in silly laughter.

After sending the tall man away, Uncle Yu walked over to Huayu Yun, looked down on him from above, then turned to the servant and asked, "That guy just said this kid is the Second Young Master’s child, is that right?"

"It seems so," the servant replied cautiously.

"Give him something to eat and drink, settle him here, I will go to report to the Patriarch. Make sure not to make this a big deal. That guy, someone has to take care of him," Uncle Yu said, glaring at the direction the tall man left, his eyes emitting a fierce light.

Leaving Huayu Yun, Uncle Yu hurried through the mansion, bumping into several servants. Finally, he arrived in front of the Patriarch Huayu Tong, gasping for breath.

"What is so urgent?" At that moment, Huayu Tong was pruning a bonsai, puzzled by Uncle Yu’s arrival.

Although being the Patriarch, Huayu Tong, a cultivator, did not possess extraordinary abilities. His cultivation level had just reached the Jiedan Realm and could not be improved no matter what.

His peers were all in seclusion for cultivation at this time, but he, due to lack of talent, could only handle some household affairs and take care of flowers and birds every day.

Fortunately, it could be said that Huayu Tong had inherited the spirit of the Habsburg Dynasty from the Otherworld, stabilizing his position through his lower half.

His several children. His eldest son, Huayu Xuan, was an important minister in the Dongsheng Imperial Court. While his second son, Huayu Ting, was the most outstanding cultivator in the Huayu Family for over a hundred years, without equal.

In time, Huayu Ting could reach the supreme realm, leading the Huayu Family to a new vitality.

Therefore, Huayu Tong was very satisfied with this son, holding great hopes for him. Since Huayu Ting was young, he had planned to pass the Patriarch’s position to him.

Not only was Huayu Tong extremely satisfied with him, but also the various elders of the Huayu Family highly praised Huayu Ting and had no objections to him becoming the next Patriarch.

"Master, something major happened..." With just a low whisper from Uncle Yu, Huayu Tong was startled, dropping the scissors from his hand.

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After listening to Uncle Yu’s description, Huayu Tong was so infuriated that he hiccupped, and kicked aside the carefully attended bonsai, shouting harshly, "Go, call Huayu Ting to see me. Go now, quick!!"

"Master, master, we must handle this matter discreetly, do not announce loudly," Uncle Yu quickly stopped Huayu Tong, soothing him in a low voice.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable, this scoundrel has actually caused chaos outside, tarnishing the Huayu Family’s name," Huayu Tong was so furious that he was bewildered but heeded Uncle Yu’s advice and lowered his voice.

"Master, master, we must handle this cautiously. If outsiders find out, not only will the Young Master’s position be jeopardized, but it will also dishonor you," Uncle Yu reassured him.

"Right, right, you’re right," Huayu Tong hastily nodded, then looked up and asked, "Where is that guy?"

"Your servant has already had someone keep an eye on him," Uncle Yu said with his head bowed.

"Right, right, well done, we cannot leave any survivors. Shadow Guard, where is the Shadow Guard!" Huayu Tong became irritable.