Chapter 856: Chapter 200: A Battle of Wits Worth Ten Thousand Troops (Part 3)
The people from Ziyi Palace were so choked by these two sentences that they almost fainted.
This sentence is absolutely ...
Don’t mention our Ziyi Palace, even Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Feng Yun, as the top young master and leader of the younger generation of Wei Wo Zheng Sect, does he dare to curse here, ’Xue Fuxiao is nothing, Ningxue Sword is just a joke!’?
On the entire continent, how many people dare to do so?
Elder Lv took a deep breath and said, "May I ask... your esteemed name!?"
"A real man doesn’t change his name or surname, I am Dongyun Yu!"
Dongyun Yu raised his head and said, "The top family ranked first in the Guardian Third Level Family is mine! What’s the matter? Ziyi Palace wants to retaliate against my family? I’m putting it out here today, any incident with the Dong Family in the future will all be because of you Ziyi Palace! I will go to complain to Lord Xue just because you insulted him, I uphold justice, and in the end you retaliate against my Dong Family!"
Elder Lv was so angry he nearly saw black: "Nonsense! When did I ever say I’d retaliate against you? I am lifelong friends with several ancestors from your Dong Family..."
"Don’t mention that!"
Dongyun Yu looked defiant: "Those old folks have no control over me! Don’t use them to pressure me! I’m just asking you, is Ziyi Palace registering or not registering?"
Elder Lv was so angry he was speechless.
Bringing up the ancestors was intended to ease relations, but this bastard doesn’t give an inch!
And at this time.
A lofty voice from above said, "If you’re registering, get down to register quickly, otherwise either get out, or kill these two guys and continue staying here."
Elder Lv was furious, shouting: "Who? Who dares to speak? Come out!"
No one responded.
But the crowd murmured like silkworms munching in spring, rustle rustle rustle...
The speaker didn’t phrase it nicely, but did lay out three paths, and they’re the only choices.
Register!
Leave!
Kill or ignore, pretend to stay!
But pretending not to know is impossible.
If pretending continues, these two guys will keep performing their comedy, getting increasingly offensive.
Killing people is also impossible.
The matter is blown up, with so many people watching. Killing the Guardian carrying out official duties... definitely creates a mortal feud!
If no explanation is given, who will follow Guardian rules in the future?
So, killing is not an option.
Only two paths remain.
Register.
Leave.
Leaving is not an option either, leaving now would mean being driven out, with Ziyi Palace losing face.
But honestly registering is shameful too.
Where was your toughness earlier?
Where did it go?
Now just registering honestly? Why not earlier?
Looking for a reason to compromise, but these two guys are like stones in a toilet, disgusting and stubborn. Plus, their words are particularly venomous.
Not only do they give no face, they’re also ready to add fuel to the fire and make the issue bigger!
How did it end up meeting two bastards like this?
Elder Lv sighed continuously in his heart.
Bei Zhen, who stirred trouble earlier, hangs his head now, full of resentment but not daring to say a word.
Because the critical gazes of fellow disciples have pierced him all over.
Some even discussed: really not capable, just making trouble! Can provoke but can’t handle! Out there causing a mess he himself can’t clean!
Everyone’s discontent nearly drove Bei Zhen out directly.
Feng Yun’s gentle voice leisurely rang out: "Mr. Fang, if it’s about registration, then let’s hurry to register. Everyone register to get acquainted."
Once this statement was out, Elder Lv was nearly moved to tears.
Finally, someone mediated.
And it was Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Feng Yun, with enough status.
Elder Lv laughed heartily, saying: "Just a trivial matter, it’s nothing but a registration at the inn, young ones don’t understand, but I surely do? Let’s just register then."
Suddenly, a chorus erupted from Ziyi Palace’s rooms: "Elder Lv is magnanimous."
From other sects’ rooms, voices also chimed in: "Elder Lv has a broad mind."
Dongyun Yu snorted, saying: "What took so long!"
This guy still wouldn’t leave it at that.
It’s mostly because he’s not quite satisfied yet.
Earlier stand-up, Dongmen Yu really wanted to continue, he even wanted to sing a song. The song was titled "Our Ziyi Palace says, Guardians are jokers..."
Only for it to end so abruptly.
So anticlimactic. Unsatisfied!
Fang Che chuckled, his face suddenly lit with a gentle smile, saying: "In that case, let’s start registration. Shopkeeper..."
And then tables and chairs appeared.
Fang Che supported the table with one hand and grasped the chair with the other, with a swish, he landed in the middle of the huge platform outside.
He landed softly.
The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table remained completely motionless.
"Shopkeeper, you register. After registration is complete, copy a record for us."
Fang Che said: "Name, gender, age, which room, just make sure you register it clearly."
The shopkeeper’s legs almost turned into noodles: "I... I... I..."
The platform they built is obviously meant for martial arts duels, yet you placed it directly in the center; how could an old man like me dare to do such an offending thing...
People from other sects all had peculiar smiles on their faces.
Placed so openly in the center under everyone’s eyes, for Ziyi Palace, it’s undoubtedly like public humiliation!
But it was Ziyi Palace who brought this upon themselves.
"Forget it, Ye Meng, come do it." Fang Che nodded.
"Alright."
Ye Meng gracefully followed him out.
The table was properly placed, just right for sitting facing south.
Ye Meng elegantly took her seat.
Fang Che and Dongyun Yu stood on either side.
Then Fang Che shouted loudly: "According to the rules of Baiyun State Guardian Hall, lodging requires registration! Let’s start registering now! The first sect to register, Ziyi Palace!"
Then he looked up, expressionless: "Elder Lv?"
Lv Zheng’s face was practically burning, he shouted angrily: "Everyone come down and register!"
The disciples of Ziyi Palace were all filled with shame, their eyes full of resentment, looking at Fang Che and Dongyun Yu as if they wanted to swallow them alive.
But the two didn’t care.
Fang Che remained expressionless, all business-like, with hands behind his back, an imposing demeanor, filled with righteousness.
Whereas Dongyun Yu looked completely provocative.
His eyes wandered over each disciple of Ziyi Palace, constantly murmuring under his breath, and upon seeing someone particularly outraged, began to question them.
"Hey, what kind of expression is that?"
"You’re not happy about this?"
"Are you looking down on the Guardian?"
"Damn! Did someone die at home? Why is your face hanging so low!"
Especially when it was Bei Zhen’s turn to register, the words from Dongyun Yu’s mouth became even harsher.
"What the hell were you doing earlier... acting all high and mighty, I thought you could stay tough till the end, but you went soft so quickly... Damn, even a cuckold whose wife ran away hasn’t gone soft this fast..."
"Still dare to glare... still dare to glare... What are you looking at? Got the guts, come and kill me? Kill me, the Guardian!"
Bei Zhen was fuming red with anger.
Hurriedly finished registering, then turned away.
"Little trash!"
Dongyun Yu spat disdainfully: "You really disappoint me... Weren’t you quite the talker just now? So arrogant... hahaha..."
I must say, Fang Che was immensely impressed with himself for calling Dongyun Yu over today.
I am truly brilliant!
Calling Dongyun Yu over was a stroke of genius.
When it comes to verbal attacks, Dongyun Yu’s mouth is definitely no weaker than those in the Cloud Weapon List.
If there were a ’Cloud Spiteful List,’ Dongyun Yu being second would be unacceptable to the whole world.
It truly is... extraordinary.
Good thing I had Dongyun Yu come. Otherwise, those trash-talking words would have all been from me. That would have greatly damaged my image.
Besides, without a foil, the effect would be greatly reduced.
At least things like "Dongfang Sansan is a mere fart, Xue Fuxiao is just as worthless," Fang Che himself couldn’t have said without getting into trouble. Yet Dongyun Yu can say them fluently.
As for ’image’...
This issue for Dongyun Yu doesn’t matter at all.
Because this guy never had an image.
So comfortable.
Upstairs.
Yan Beihan watched the whole scene, truly impressed.
"Talents indeed."
Yan Beihan clicked his tongue in admiration.
Aunt Hong on the side asked: "Who?"
"All of them!"
Yan Beihan lightly sighed: "Feng Yun is, Fang Che is, even Elder Lv of Ziyi Palace. These three: one stands aloof, watches events unfold calmly; one strategizes with confidence, controlling the situation. One can yield and advance, retreat and progress. Only a straw bag like Bei Zhen remains."
Aunt Hong said lightly: "And in your opinion, which side would Ziyi Palace’s camp choose? I mean if the world becomes completely chaotic."
Yan Beihan replied without hesitation: "Of course the Guardians, it can only choose the Guardians."
On the reclining chair, Duan Xiyang’s ears twitched.
