Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Chapter 234: Chapter 122 Chen Jie: Feng San, I gave you the chance, but you’re still no good ah_3

Peng Shizhong glanced at the old beggar, a glint of icy coldness flashing in his eyes, yet his face still bore a deceitful smile, ”Ha ha, if I didn’t come, wouldn’t that imply that our White Tiger Hall is scared of you?”

”Ah, Old Peng, what are you talking about? To befriend through martial arts, why harbor such resentment?”

Peng Shizhong grimaced, ”No resentment? Why then did so many disciples from my hall die in vain? And also my Fourth Brother!”

The old beggar said, ”Ah, Old Peng, I admit, it’s our Beggar Sect’s doing that your disciples died, but your adoptive son, Deng Guangming, wasn’t killed by our sect.”

”Hmph, if not you, then who?”

The old beggar answered, ”That I don’t know, but we of the Beggar Sect take responsibility for what we do, and absolutely do not admit to what we haven’t done. Besides, we’re already on opposing sides; why would I lie to you?”

Upon hearing this, Peng Shizhong furrowed his brows tightly. Could it be that Fourth Brother’s death really had nothing to do with the Beggar Sect?

Nonetheless, now was not the time to discuss the matter of Fourth Brother’s death. Everything would have to wait until White Tiger Hall had weathered this storm.

Thinking so, Peng Shizhong’s gaze unavoidably shifted toward the three people standing behind him.

The old beggar also looked over.

”Ah, this must be White Tiger Hall’s two additional adoptive sons besides the Four Great Vajra, indeed an exceptional presence, Qilin’er!”

”Old Peng, I really envy you!”

Peng Shizhong glanced at the old beggar but did not speak.

Just then, they heard someone from behind the old beggar interject, ”Which one is Chen Jiusi?”

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie was taken aback and looked toward the speaker. He recognized him; it was Golden Saber Feng San.

At that moment, Feng San glared with bloodshot eyes, scrutinizing Zhou Chu and Chen Jie keenly. Uncle Fu was naturally excluded due to his advanced age.

Thus, his archenemy must be one of these two young men.

Stepping forward, Chen Jie said, ”I am Chen Jiusi. I have seen Feng Tuan.”

Feng San’s brows knitted tightly, ”You are Chen Jiusi?”

”That’s correct.”

”You recognize me?”

”I do!”

”And you still dare to step forward?”

Feng San bellowed angrily.

Chen Jie replied, ”I, Chen Jiusi, was born upright and stand straight; why shouldn’t I dare?”

”What an upright birth and stance! You murdered my brother Feng Si for no reason; do you still think yourself just?”

Chen Jie let out a chuckle, ”Ha ha... Of course, by killing Feng Si, I was serving heaven’s will!”

”You!”

Feng San’s eyes bulged out in rage. Chen Jie continued, ”Your brother Feng Si was depraved, caging children like animals; it riled both gods and people, and justice demanded his removal. By killing him, I too was serving heaven’s will!”

”Serve heaven’s will, what a grand notion of serving heaven’s will!”

Feng San was fuming with clenched teeth, while Chen Jie pointed at him and said, ”Your brother was such a beast, and as his elder, not only did you fail to correct him, but you also condoned his monstrous crimes. You, Feng San, are complicit. If you had any shame, you’d apologize to the victims’ families and beg for their forgiveness. Why then do you come shamelessly yapping at me instead?”

”You, you dare insult me, you’re looking for death!”

Quite obviously a man short of words, Feng San drew his knife, prepared to hack at Chen Jie.

But then they heard Peng Shizhong say, ”Starting a fight before the duel, how shall we count this, old beggar.”

Clearing his throat, the old beggar said, ”Feng San, stop. If you have strength, save it for the ring later.”

Feng San, thus checked, pointed at Chen Jie and said, ”Chen Jiusi, fine! I hope later on the ring, your Kung Fu is harder than your mouth!”

Chen Jie just smiled, ”You can try it out!”

The two men locked eyes, filled with the anticipation of battle.

Chen Jie inwardly sneered: ”Verbal sparring with me, Feng San, even if you had a chance, you’re of no use!”

The group stepped back, and then Feng San said, ”That Chen Jiusi is mine, the rest of you can share the spoils.”

Hearing this, Zhou Peng said, ”Be careful, this Chen Jiusi doesn’t seem simple.”

”Hmph, a petty man who only knows how to play with words, why should I fear him?”

Amidst the ongoing commotion, a voice suddenly called out from afar: ”Guild Cao, Guild Leader Liu has arrived!”

As these words were spoken, the next moment saw a procession of carriages approaching from not far away. Everyone turned to look, and immediately chatter began, ”Look, it’s Liu Laoguai and that Scholar Bai Mosheng from the Thirteen Grand Protectors, and Ghost Hand Gu Qingfeng.”

No sooner did they finish speaking, another voice from the opposite direction announced, ”Fishing Guild, Guild Leader Nan has arrived!”

Hearing this, they saw a similarly grand procession of carriages approaching from not far away.

The crowd looked on and couldn’t help but comment, ”Damn, all the big shots are here today; look, Nan Batian has arrived too, and beside him is, that’s Qin Ying from Eagle Hall.”

As people discussed, two groups arrived at the platform, Elder Liu and Nan Batian locking eyes.

Liu Laoguai said with a sneer and lilt, ”Ha-ha, Ba Tian, today’s trial won’t be easy for you. I’m here to laugh at you.”

”Hmph, old man, the embarrassments of my Fishing Guild aren’t for just anyone to see.”

Liu Laoguai laughed loudly in response, ”But dear old beggar is indeed set on shaking your Fishing Guild. Weren’t you all very arrogant?”

Nan Batian squinted his eyes and said, ”Whether my Fishing Guild is arrogant or not, what’s it to Guild Cao, hmph...”

Disregarding Liu Laoguai, Nan Batian turned and walked towards the high platform.

On the high platform were seats for distinguished guests, and Nan Batian was always a distinguished guest wherever he went.

As Nan Batian passed by the old beggar, he cast a disdainful glance and said, ”Old beggar, I never expected you to be a hidden dragon. But you alone are not enough to take down my Fishing Guild.”

The old beggar replied, ”Guild Leader Nan, I hear your Mystic Ice Power is formidable. I’d certainly like to learn from it when the opportunity arises.”

”Hmph, then find an opportunity and try.”

With a sullen face, Nan Batian ascended the platform.

Meanwhile, Liu Laoguai was laughing heartily, ”Old Leader.”