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Despite knowing him, Chu Yang had no intention of saving him from dire straits, and shook his head, saying, "It's not him."
Ouyang Ke's expression tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Huang Rong.
A look of hesitation flashed across Wanyan Honglie's face.
Ever since Ouyang Ke explained Huang Rong's identity and background, his desire not to hand her over has become stronger.
If things develop as Ouyang Ke predicted, with Ouyang Feng (Western Poison) and Huang Yaoshi (Eastern Heretic) becoming in-laws and both serving the Zhao Prince's mansion, it would be most advantageous for him.
"Would you like to take another closer look? Apart from him, there is no other outsider in my Zhao Prince's Mansion!"
Wanyan Honglie said, feigning seriousness.
"Your Highness, perhaps you should reconsider? If the Zhao Prince's residence cannot produce a second person besides him, then Your Highness may find it difficult to leave this street today..."
Chu Yang put one hand behind his back and the other on his abdomen, and smiled politely.
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere between the two sides immediately turned tense.
Being threatened in front of so many people, even if Wanyan Honglie was very magnanimous, he was still quite angry at this moment.
Huang Rong, unaware that Chu Yang had come to find her, stared blankly at her former schoolteacher, who stood alone against a massive army, his imposing presence showing no sign of weakness.
"That Xiao Chu is actually a master? He dared to keep such a big thing from me, I'll definitely teach him a lesson when we get back!"
Huang Rong was filled with jealousy and clenched her little fists angrily.
Just now.
"You madman, how dare you be so rude!"
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian simultaneously leaped into the air and attacked Chu Yang!
They simply didn't believe that Chu Yang, as Wanyan Kang had described, was that powerful.
Peng Lianhu's weapon was a pair of iron judge's pens, while Sha Tongtian's weapon was a dark and shiny iron paddle.
Neither of them used mainstream weapons, making them easy to identify.
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian joined forces, one attacking Chu Yang's lower body with the Judge's Pen, and the other sweeping Chu Yang's neck with an iron paddle.
"They are clearly two murderous robbers, yet they have given themselves the names Thousand-Handed Butcher and Ghost Gate Dragon King. It's like putting gold on a turd."
Chu Yang sneered. His Observation Haki had already predicted the two men's attack patterns. He reached out and grabbed the iron paddle and the judge's pen, breaking the weapons that made them famous with a little force.
Then Chu Yang kicked them back off Wanyan Honglie's horse with one kick each.
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian had their sternums shattered and were coughing up blood, clearly breathing more than they were taking in.
In just one exchange, two of the so-called five top experts of the Zhao Prince's Mansion were severely injured by Chu Yang.
Seeing the dying Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian, Wanyan Honglie was terrified.
That's quite a master!
Wanyan Honglie took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "May I ask your honorable name?"
Chu Yang replied calmly, "My surname is Chu."
Wanyan Honglie kept recalling which martial arts master in the world was surnamed Chu and was so young; such a person could not possibly be an unknown nobody.
But after thinking for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a clue.
Eager to find talent, Wanyan Honglie lowered his stance. He dismounted, disregarded his guards' attempts to stop him, stepped outside the military formation, and asked loudly, "May I ask where Mr. Chu is employed?"
Chu Yang smirked and made up a story, "The 358th Regiment..."
"Huh?" Wanyan Honglie was a little confused. He had never heard of the 358th Regiment.
The clever Huang Rong immediately realized that Chu Yang was teasing the Jurchen prince, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her laughter was particularly noticeable in the silent army.
Chu Yang heard laughter, and he was certain that it was Xiao Huang's voice.
He had mentioned the reference to "Bright Sword" to Xiao Huang when they were in a small town in the Southern Song Dynasty. The latter especially liked the line "When two armies meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins."
Now that he was sure Xiao Huang was there, Chu Yang felt much more at ease. He had been afraid of making such a commotion only to end up with nothing to show for it.
“Your Highness, you keep saying that there are no outsiders in the Zhao Prince’s Mansion, but just now, I clearly heard my friend’s laughter.”
"You, a prince of such high age, are you still lying to people?"
Chu Yang looked at Wanyan Honglie with disdain.
Wanyan Honglie coughed twice, knowing he was in the wrong, and could only signal to Ouyang Ke to release Huang Rong.
Ouyang Ke was also a little uneasy.
He was confident he could defeat the other four masters, but he couldn't do what Chu Yang did: take down Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian in one round when facing two opponents alone.
With the deaths of Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng, he is now the only one left of the former five masters.
In urban street fighting, the military formations could not play their advantage.
Without the help of experts, Chu Yang had all the advantages of timing and location, and Ouyang Ke felt that he might actually be able to withstand the Jin army.
"Let's take a step back for now and wait for Uncle to arrive before asking him to deal with this scholar."
While Ouyang Ke was still secretly calculating in his heart, Huang Rong beside him had already stepped out of the military formation. Even if he realized what was happening, he didn't dare to stop her.
Chu Yang waited for a while, but instead of the little beggar from his memory, he was greeted by a charming, cute, and graceful young woman who looked somewhat familiar.
"Fuck!"
Chu Yang gasped, then angrily pointed at Wanyan Honglie and cursed, "You old bastard, you're playing some pretty perverted game, making my brother wear women's clothes! Sorry, brother, I'm late. They didn't do anything strange to you, did they..."
In front of so many Jin soldiers, he was inexplicably subjected to a severe scolding.
Wanyan Honglie was so frustrated that his face turned red, and he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.
Huang Rong stomped her feet in anger, regretting that she shouldn't have joked with Chu Yang in the first place, as he now genuinely believed she was a boy with a different orientation.
The crux of the problem is that Chu Yang has seen too many boys online who look better than girls when they dress up, so he subconsciously mistook her for a cross-dressing man.
"I'm a woman!" Huang Rong shouted, both ashamed and angry.
"I said I don't discriminate..." Chu Yang paused for a moment, then asked blankly, "Are you talking about the physiological level or the psychological level?"
Only Huang Rong understood what Chu Yang was saying. Her face flushed red as she gritted her teeth and said, "Physiological level..."
This time, Chu Yang was caught off guard.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Just a moment ago they were calling each other "brother," and now, in the blink of an eye, they've become "sisters." How sudden...
Chu Yang felt that the plot was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Huang Rong walked to the middle of the road, not forgetting to give Guo Jing a nudge, and whispered, "What are you standing there for? Come with me! Do you still want to go back to the Prince's prison?"
Guo Jing then foolishly walked to Chu Yang's side with Huang Rong.
Despite her anger, Huang Rong still naturally moved closer to Chu Yang, who quietly took a small step to the side.
Huang Rong, with her sharp eyes, noticed Chu Yang's actions. Her originally cute face instantly turned ferocious, and she angrily said, "Little Chu, what do you mean?!"
Chu Yang glanced at her and said awkwardly, "You're too close to me, it's a little uncomfortable."
Huang Rong said through gritted teeth, "Back in the Southern Song Dynasty, you would put your arm around my shoulder, touch my head, pinch my face, wrap your arms around my neck, and pat me... Now you're telling me you're not used to it?"
Chu Yang said righteously, "It's different. Back then, you were my brother."
Huang Rong looked at him coldly, "And now?"
Chu Yang said sincerely, "We're all good sisters!"
Huang Rong scrutinized Chu Yang from head to toe with murderous intent.
Chu Yang coughed lightly, slapped his right hand with his left, and scolded, "Serves you right for being naughty! Now look what's happened!"
Huang Rong sighed softly; she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head.
"But speaking of which, why did you bring this thing back?" Chu Yang asked, pointing at the stunned Guo Jing.
“Ouyang Ke’s gaze towards Guo Jing just now seemed off. Something’s bound to happen to that kid when he gets back. Why not save his life? It’ll be a blessing for you,” Huang Rong replied.
Guo Jing?
Chu Yang stared in astonishment at the silly boy who had almost killed him.
He's actually Guo Jing!
"What gives him the right to..."
Chu Yang was about to retort when he suddenly thought, "Isn't Guo Jing just a fool?"
Huang Rong thought Chu Yang was still angry, so she put on a cute smile and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Oh dear, Brother Chu, I know this fool has caused you trouble, but with your skills, dealing with small fry like Hou Tonghai and the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River is a piece of cake, isn't it?"
"You're so magnanimous, you don't hold grudges against me..."
Chu Yang quickly waved his hand, "No, wait a minute, let me sort this out."
Guo Jing, Hou Tonghai, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, and Xiao Huang, a boy disguised as a girl, the plot is getting more and more familiar.
Chu Yang hesitated and asked, "What is your full name?"
Huang Rong tilted her head and said, "My name is Huang Rong, haven't I told you that?"
Chu Yang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sat up in shock from his deathbed. Guo Jing was actually himself!