King of Hundred Victories Saber

Dugu Chang suddenly felt his heart race, as if a fawn was frantically colliding within him, giving rise to an impulse to immediately marry Guo Xiangyu.

His gaze overflowed with admiration, as if magnetically drawn, unable to look away from Guo Xiangyu.

However, Guo Xiangyu was fully preoccupied with concerns about Shi Feiyang’s safety.

Her beautiful eyes roved, akin to stars shimmering in the night sky, ever vigilant of the swordsmen’s demeanor and movements surrounding her.

The swordsmen surrounding them, all dressed uniformly in sleek black outfits with silver sword-shaped designs embroidered on them, symbolizing their identity.

They stood tall like javelins, each with sharp gazes resembling unsheathed swords, exuding an air of killing coldness.

They quietly stood guard, akin to loyal sentinels, safeguarding this banquet.

Occasionally, their gaze swept across the crowd, containing scrutiny and alertness, assessing each person’s strength and intention, constantly ready to respond to any possible upheaval, adding a chilling aura to the manor.

Guo Xiangyu was acutely aware that Shi Feiyang had killed Dugu Yan’s five sons and left Dugu Yan tortured to the point of being unrecognizable. If recognized by the Mingjian Manor people, the consequences would be unimaginable, turning into a cataclysmic disaster. Therefore, she barely glanced at Dugu Chang, but closely followed Shi Feiyang, always ready to step forward for him, even if it meant sacrificing her own life.

Changwei’s face also bore a wide smile, as sincere and warm as spring blossoms.

He hurriedly clasped his hands in return, speaking modestly and gently, ”Young Manor Master is overly courteous, I am merely an Escort Master, a drop in the ocean in this Jianghu. To receive such gracious hospitality from the Young Manor Master fills me with trepidation and immense honor.”

The two exchanged pleasantries, their words manifesting the etiquette of Jianghu.

Subsequently, everyone grandly proceeded into the manor.

Upon entering the manor, they found it adorned with lanterns and streamers, embodying a lively and festive atmosphere.

Red silk fluttered like agile flames, dancing freely in the cold wind.

Lanterns hung high, radiating light that brightened the manor as if it were daylight, the light seemed capable of dispelling all worldly darkness, creating a bustling city that never sleeps. The manor’s architecture was rich and intricate with painted beams and carved pillars, displaying luxury and grandeur, embodying the spirit of an esteemed manor.

Dugu Chang had long set out a grand banquet, tables filled with sumptuous delicacies.

The dishes, with perfect color, aroma, and taste, each looked like a delicate work of art, making mouths water at the sight.

The fragrance of wine enveloped the grand hall, its rich aroma carrying a captivating allure.

Everyone took their seats as hosts and guests, the clinking of cups and laughter echoing incessantly, joyful and lively.

Guo Xiangyu sat at the table, her expression vigilant, resembling an alert rabbit, constantly guarding against potential danger.

She dared not touch a drop of wine, silently pondering, ”This Mingjian Manor seems to extend warm hospitality, yet harbors hidden secrets. This might well be a Hongmen Banquet. I must be extraordinarily vigilant, ensuring our young master’s complete safety.”

Her gaze was as piercing as an eagle’s, scanning the surroundings occasionally, watching every move, with such focused concentration as if nothing else in the world mattered to her, her sights solely set on Shi Feiyang, always guarding beside Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang, from start to finish, remained unfazed.

He sat upright at the table, with the posture of a towering mountain, unyielding, unmovable.

Unaffected by poison, possessing high skill and boldness, he feared no evil force in the world.

Silently thinking, ”If Mingjian Manor truly dares anything, no matter, I’ll settle old scores, tonight I’ll demolish Mingjian Manor, letting them know, Shi Feiyang is not one to be trifled with!”

His eyes sparkled with innate confidence and dominance, as if able to see through all worldly schemes, amid this banquet harboring risks, he resembled the sovereign controlling the entire situation.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind swept through, causing courtyard lanterns to sway, shadows flickering, adding an eerie sense to the seemingly lively scene, the manor’s atmosphere seemed bustling but truly hid lethal threats.

After the third round of drinks, Dugu Chang’s face slightly flushed, resembling clouds stained by sunset hues, conveying a hint of intoxication.

A flash of crafty brilliance appeared in his eyes, akin to the cold star twinkling in the night sky, harboring scheming plans.

His tone abruptly shifted, demeanor suddenly became solemn, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, suppressing internal heat and restlessness.

He raised the wine cup, gently swirling it, the wine shimmering with alluring luster under the candlelight, as if tempting everyone into a trap. He slowly spoke, voice deep and strong, like a verdict from the Nine Nether Hell: ”Old Leader Chang, to be frank, my Mingjian Manor and Heroic Sakura Association are truly like fire and water, irreconcilable enemies! That Shi Feiyang rampantly acting in Jianghu, committing numerous evil deeds, causing chaos in the Jianghu, disturbing peace, is undoubtedly a scourge in the Martial Arts, deserving of elimination by everyone. Currently, my manor is widely issuing hero posts, inviting various heroic figures, seeking to unite and strategize against Heroic Sakura Association, assassinate Shi Feiyang. Old Leader Chang and all Escort Masters are renowned for their martial prowess and extensive Jianghu experience. If you could join forces with my Mingjian Manor, to purge evils from the Martial Arts, it would be ideal, making your righteous endeavors in Jianghu truly worthwhile.” He finished, staring expectantly at Changwei, eyes filled with anticipation.