NOVEL NEXT Chapter 94: A Minor Errand Runner
Xiao Chuanqi was furious, his rage boiling over.
"How preposterous, to dare address His Majesty by name outright; this is courting death!"
"Who is this person, to have the audacity of a wild dog!" Sima Zhantian was also uncontrollably enraged.
In the Northern Border, Ye Feng was king, the true ruler of all under heaven, revered by the countless soldiers of the Northern Border, with no one daring to act out of turn before him.
Not to mention within the Northern Border, even on a national level, no one would dare to disrespect the Northern Border King!
"Your Majesty, allow me to go and bring this man's dog head before you!" Sima Zhantian bowed slightly and then strode forward.
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Ye Feng shook his head gently and said, "He is but a lackey; there is no need to go to great lengths to kill. For now, simply break his two dog legs!"
"As Your Majesty commands!" Sima Zhantian immediately turned and went out.
As Tan Tiannan watched someone approaching from outside, he shouted, "Are you that lad Ye Feng? No, that's wrong, that Ye fellow is a crippled wreck in a wheelchair, you're not him, call him out quickly to face his death!"
Sima Zhantian exuded a dignified aura and snorted coldly, "Remember, the one who renders you incapable is called Sima Zhantian!"
Having said that, he made his move, pouncing like a thunderclap, clearly with no intention of wasting words with his opponent.
Tan Tiannan was caught off guard, instinctively stepping back while saying, "You scoundrel, do you know who I am!"
"You're as insignificant as an ant, you're not worthy of my recognition!" Sima Zhantian dashed over in an instant, his speed inconceivably fast.
Tan Tiannan's expression finally changed; as a Master of Inner Force, he naturally realized that his opponent's strength was not to be underestimated, it was not only formidable but also terrifying.
What was even more terrifying was that the aura emanating from his opponent completely suppressed him, leaving Tan Tiannan with no chance to dodge.
With a bang—
Sima Zhantian's fist hammered into his chest, sending him flying instantly.
"Sir... let's talk this over!" Tan Tiannan staggered to his feet and yelled urgently; that punch from his opponent had nearly cost him half his life, his breath roiling, nearly unable to suppress a mouthful of old blood from spurting out.
Sima Zhantian remained silent, fitting for the Fourth Legion Commander of the Northern Border, a commanding general with significant authority.
He charged forward and threw another punch that knocked Tan Tiannan to the ground. Following that, two successive Cutting Fist strikes cleanly broke both of his legs.
Ah...
Tan Tiannan screamed in agony, the Vice Sect Leader of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan Province and a Master of Inner Force, completely helpless against his opponent, was now disabled.
The two Martial Alliance members accompanying him were terrified, their legs shaking like sieves.
Sima Zhantian gave the two a glance but did not attack, presumably considering these two lackeys unworthy of his action.
Enduring the severe pain, Tan Tiannan clenched his teeth and hissed, "You... you have disabled me; who exactly are you, and... do you realize who I am?"
Sima Zhantian walked over step by step, looking down at him, "You are not worthy to know who I am. However, one thing I can tell you is that if it were not for His Majesty's explicit instructions, you would already be a corpse lying on the ground by now!"
Only then did Ye Feng slowly move his wheelchair out.
Sima Zhantian did not hesitate in the slightest and immediately walked over, cupping his fists and bowing to Ye Feng, "My lord, I have crippled this man, although it seems he is nothing more than a minor errand boy."
As Tan Tiannan lay on the ground and witnessed this scene, a storm of shock surged within him. By now, he had naturally realized that the young man sitting in the wheelchair was indeed the Ye Feng he had been searching for.
What he never could have imagined was that beside this young man surnamed Ye, there wasn't just one expert of Inner Strength, but there might be one or even two Huajin Grandmasters.
At that moment, Tan Tiannan felt a tingling on his scalp. He dared not imagine what kind of background the young man sitting in the wheelchair had, to command such respect and even awe from two Huajin Grandmasters.
"You... Who are you exactly?" Tan Tiannan finally asked the question that he most wanted, yet also most feared, to ask.
Ye Feng gave a faint smile and said, "Who I am, you do not have the privilege to know. If I'm not mistaken, it was Murong Zhantian from the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan who sent you, wasn't it?"
Tan Tiannan did not ask further, knowing that if he did, his life might very well end here.
"Indeed, it was Leader Murong who asked me to capture... oh no, to invite you to make a trip to the Provincial City headquarters of the Martial Alliance!" Tan Tiannan said.
"The Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan... it turns out to be the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan. They really have quite the nerve. A mere Leader of the Martial Alliance from Southern River Region Jiangnan actually wants our lord to meet him. Isn't he afraid it will shorten his life?" Xiao Chuanqi suddenly snorted coldly.
As the First Legion Commander and a confidant at Ye Feng's side, Xiao Chuanqi naturally knew that the Martial Alliance was founded by Ye Feng. Although he was not the current Alliance Hierarch, his prestige and strength far outmatched the present Leader of the Martial Alliance.
In other words, even the current Leader of the Martial Alliance was merely Ye Feng's underling – what could a mere Leader of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan count for?
"The Leader of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan is even called Murong Zhantian, he also dares to use the name 'Zhantian'—damn it all!"
Sima Zhantian was angry again and immediately made a cupped fist salute to Ye Feng, "My lord, please permit me to go directly to the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan and see this Murong Zhantian for myself, to see if he has really eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard to dare call himself 'Zhantian'!"
Xiao Chuanqi also said, "My lord, now even a lowly Leader of the Provincial City Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan dares to affront you. Let Zhantian take care of it; just have him bring the fellow's head back, and that will do!"
Ye Feng waved his hand and couldn't help but say with a laugh, "You two guys, remember this is not the Northern Border, and this place is especially not a battlefield. Don't use the methods you apply on the battlefield against enemies here."
"Yes, my lord!" Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian promptly cupped their fists. They never defied the reprimands of the Northern Border King.
"However, my lord, a mere Leader of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan dares to be so bold and audacious, even trying to capture you and bring you back? This kind of indignity is absolutely unbearable for me no matter what!"
Sima Zhantian spoke with a stern cold voice. This man had a full face of beard and a very burly physique which accordingly made him the most hot-tempered among them.
Ye Feng shook his head with a faint smile and said, "No matter what, the Martial Alliance has a deep connection with me, like a child."
If a child does wrong, as an adult, one cannot simply resort to hitting or killing. At this moment, Ye Feng probably felt this way – a disappointment yet expecting better.
His words were clearly understood by Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian, but to Tan Tiannan and the others, they were utterly baffling.
Ye Feng then followed up, "Go back and tell Murong Zhantian to come and apologize tomorrow. If he misses tomorrow morning, then he need not come. If so, I will go to him!"
After saying this, Ye Feng turned his wheelchair around and returned to the hall.
In fact, his words were not yet finished. If Murong Zhantian did not come to apologize by morning, the nature of Ye Feng's subsequent visit would be entirely different – it might not just be an apology that was required, but rather a plea for forgiveness with his life.
"Now, scurry off!"
Sima Zhantian radiated a murderous aura, glaring with his copper bell-like eyes, "After tomorrow morning, if Murong Zhantian wishes to come, he can, but he better bring his own head when meeting me!"
Tan Tiannan and the others dared not utter a single word of dissent, nodding repeatedly before scrambling away in total disarray.