Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1727 - 1720: Their War

Chapter 1727: Chapter 1720: Their War

"Hun Jiansi, who is that?" Unlike Hu Daoke seemingly had no recollection of such a person, he asked, scratching his head in confusion.

"It’s nothing, seems like I overestimated your intelligence," Cheng Ziang breathed a sigh of relief and said, waving his hand dismissively.

"No, really, does it make you uncomfortable if you don’t insult me twice?" Hu Daoke said discontentedly.

"Stop bothering me, just go do whatever you’re supposed to do." Cheng Ziang waved his hand, speaking impatiently.

"Suit yourself, but just a reminder, don’t be looking at one thing and eating another." Hu Daoke said, as if he had already grown accustomed to Hun Jiansi’s presence.

"What are you talking about?" Hun Jiansi asked in puzzlement.

Their conversation was in Chinese mixed with Tasta language, so Hun Jiansi couldn’t understand a word.

"Nothing, that guy’s just a fool, just don’t bother with him when you have nothing else to do," Cheng Ziang sneered.

"Why speak of your companion that way?" Hun Jiansi asked, breaking into a teary laugh while wiping away her tears.

"Got used to it, we’re close," Cheng Ziang shrugged, replying.

"I really envy you, having such a close relationship," Hun Jiansi sincerely lamented.

"What’s there to envy, aren’t we also like that now?" Cheng Ziang said, looking at her.

Faced with his words, Hun Jiansi was momentarily stunned, her face blushing once again, involuntarily grinning uncontrollably, thus turning her head in embarrassment.

Cheng Ziang admitted that his flirting with Hun Jiansi indeed had his own selfish motives. But on the other hand, he truly liked Hun Jiansi’s personality—bold and sincere.

In the past, Cheng Ziang always believed there was no absolute trust between people, so no one was worth his deep friendship.

But Luo’er’s appearance changed his views, seeing Luo’er somewhat reluctantly receiving strangers and developing from strangers to friends, even fostering an unforgettable bond.

It turned out sincerity could indeed be met with sincerity, and pretense could only be met with pretense.

Thus Cheng Ziang gradually began changing his attitude towards others, trying to be more accommodating.

Hun Jiansi should be considered Cheng Ziang’s boldest attempt. If judged by past temperament, someone like Hun Jiansi, who repeatedly and sneakily took his things, would never have gained his trust.

Yet he chose to trust instead and won Hun Jiansi’s trust in turn.

This trust was exceptionally precious for the Advance Team newly arrived in Kyushu, as through her, Cheng Ziang slowly uncovered all he had encountered and the truths behind them.

"What are you thinking? The meat’s burned,"

Hun Jiansi’s gentle voice brought Cheng Ziang back, startling him, realizing the smell of burnt meat, he quickly lifted the skewer.

After a night’s rest, the Advance Team resumed their journey, advancing northward under the escort of cavalry. They traveled continually for three days without being pursued by the Anxiang family’s soldiers as expected.

But what lies ahead was uncertain, after all, Qi State was Anxiang family’s territory, whatever they intended to do would be more convenient than the Wen Family.

With such high-quality resources like the Nascent Soul Realm, the Wu family was hardly likely to let go, so Luo’er was concerned about possibly encountering more troublesome matters ahead.

By the fifth day, they were already over 250 kilometers from Guyi Government, even if Anxiang Zheng wanted to make amends, it probably wouldn’t be so quick, so the group’s pace slightly slowed down.

During those five days, the government soldiers led by Dongliang Hu diligently protected the Advance Team, practically sticking close by.

These government soldiers were all essentially cultivators, with Dongliang Hu having the highest cultivation, reaching mid-level in the Jiedan Realm. Though his style followed the Ba Path, and might be rated a bit lower, there were also Royal Dao experts among the cavalry.

With such forces, ordinary robbers were no match for them, the only cause for concern was the armed forces from prominent families.

But when one worries, it might come true, for that day, as the Advance Team was traveling, Dongliang Hu, riding ahead, suddenly received a report from a scout, notifying him of a military force approaching them.

Hearing the news, Dongliang Hu was startled, speedily reining in and turning back to the carriage, respectfully saying, "Manor Lords, an enemy is approaching, please quicken your pace."

"And you?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"I’ll take the troops and intercept them," Dongliang Hu replied.

"You only have over thirty men, how do you intend to divide them?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"I have my ways," Dongliang Hu said.

"Don’t be reckless, if they’re Anxiang family soldiers, we should wait and I’ll explain to them face-to-face," Cheng Ziang sighed, saying.

"Manor Lord, I can’t. I have orders to keep you all safe no matter what," Dongliang Hu said.

"Do you really think Anxiang family can pose a threat to us?" Cheng Ziang replied with a disdainful look.

"Not exactly, but those are the orders, and I’m just following them," Dongliang Hu said with difficulty.

"My fate is up to me, not the heavens. We can ensure our own safety; we don’t need the so-called orders from your Manor Lord," Cheng Ziang confidently asserted.

"Manor Lord, this..."

Just as Cheng Ziang was about to continue, the carriage door opened, and Tangmo poked his head out, turning back to say, "Azure Dragon, the Saint wants to see you."

"See me?"

Cheng Ziang paused, then hurriedly turned and entered the carriage, ignoring Dongliang Hu.

The carriage was as stuffy as ever, with Luo’er leaning back, rubbing Tang Guo’s ear with one hand while resting his chin on the other. Seeing him enter, Luo’er took a deep breath and said, "Do as Dongliang Hu suggests, don’t be rash."

"Do as he says, are you kidding me," Cheng Ziang replied puzzledly, "If we encounter the Anxiang family army, you think those few dozen men can stand against them?"

"Whether they can or can’t, that’s their concern," Luo’er said indifferently.

"Luo’er, how can you..." Cheng Ziang looked at him in disbelief, "Do you know what this means, how can you..."

"Don’t forget," Luo’er looked at him calmly, "we are outsiders, this is Kyushu, it’s their war. Stirring things up by taking the lead isn’t worth it for us. If we kill all the troops sent by Anxiang family, who will clean up after us? Are you planning to fight your way through Kyushu?"

"But..."

With that reminder, Cheng Ziang realized it too but still felt unsatisfied.

"I truly don’t want to resolve issues through violence, but I also don’t want to let my people risk their lives. If I must choose one of the two, I’ll choose the former to protect the latter," Luo’er said.

"So, we should do nothing at all?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"It’s best to do nothing," Luo’er said, closing his eyes.

"Alright, I understand." Cheng Ziang nodded somewhat gloomily, sighed deeply, then turned to leave the carriage.

As he left the carriage, Dongliang Hu immediately approached and said respectfully, "Manor Lord..."

"We’ll do it your way," Cheng Ziang said, closing his eyes.

"Thank you, Manor Lord, for your consideration," Dongliang Hu seemed somewhat excited.

"Take care," Cheng Ziang sighed, saying.

"Manor Lord, you also take care," Dongliang Hu said, giving orders, "Leave a team to protect the Saint, the others come with me. We must not let the Anxiang family abduct the Saint!"

Cheng Ziang watched as Dongliang Hu’s group rode away, feeling an ominous premonition, as if this trip was one of grave danger.

"Don’t look anymore," Hu Daoke’s voice resounded beside him, "The boss is right, this is Kyushu people’s land, Kyushu people’s war, why should we stick our necks out and make trouble with the local powers."

"It feels like many people have died because of us," Cheng Ziang sighed.

"However many die is their concern, nothing to do with us. The boss didn’t come to Kyushu looking for trouble," Hu Daoke shrugged indifferently.

"Do you also think it doesn’t matter if they die?" Cheng Ziang turned to ask.

"Don’t be so naive, okay," Hu Daoke looked at him with disdain, giving a cold smile.

Watching Dongliang Yu’s party gradually fade away, leaving only the dust, Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but ask himself, "Am I starting to become more and more soft-hearted?"

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