Chapter 356 - Tang Long's Loyalty!

As soon as Tang Long’s words fell, a burly middle-aged man strode in.

The most striking feature of this man was his neck, which was nearly as thick as his head, and bulging with veins, making him look like a raging dinosaur.

Zhao Fei’er was so scared that she was shaking and held on tightly to Zhou Yu’s arm.

Zhou Yu gently patted her, signaling her not to be afraid.

Xie Mushui’s face was full of resentment as he pointed eagerly at Zhou Yu.

“Dad, it’s him, it’s him, quickly cripple him,” he said.

Seeing his son beaten up like this filled Xie Changlin with a ferocious look, and his rage burned.

“Kid, die,” he exclaimed.

Xie Changlin let out a long howl.

In an instant, from his mouth, it was as if thousands of troops were galloping out, charging at Zhou Yu with their swords chopping down.

Zhou Yu was slightly startled.

Demonic Roar!

This cultivation technique had been mentioned by the old man before.

It was said to have been created by an ancient general with a black face, whose roar was comparable to that of thousands of troops, capable of repelling all kinds of demons and evil spirits, very formidable.

Unexpectedly, this third elder actually knew this technique.

In the instant Zhou Yu was shocked, the terrifying sound waves had already reached him.

Zhou Yu felt as if he was surrounded by thousands of troops, with countless blades and spears hacking towards him.

He immediately stimulated the Golden Cauldron Technique, protecting himself, Tang Long, and Zhao Fei.

Bang Bang Bang!

For a time, various sounds of collisions and shattering resounded.

All the glass and lighting in the entire club shattered.

Even numerous solid wooden door frames and furniture acquired cracks.

Seeing the Demonic Roar growing stronger, Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes.

His Yin Primordial Spirit instantly left his body.

He struck directly towards Xie Changlin’s sea of consciousness.

Xie Changlin was in the midst of exerting power when suddenly he shuddered, followed by the sudden cessation of the Demonic Roar.

Spurt!

Next, blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose simultaneously.

The whole person, like being electrocuted, fell to the ground, trembling non-stop.

“Dad!!!”

Xie Mushui was stunned.

He scrambled over to Xie Changlin’s side.

“Dad, what’s wrong with you?”

Xie Changlin’s face was full of disbelief.

“Who exactly are you?”

“Zhou Yu!” Zhou Yu said indifferently.

“You…

you are Zhou Yu?!!” Xie Changlin clearly knew Zhou Yu’s name and was shocked.

“You are stronger than I imagined!”

“I…

concede!”

Xie Changlin lowered his head.

“Mr.

Zhou, I wish to settle this peacefully, please, state your terms.”

Zhou Yu smiled faintly.

“The third elder of Shenwu Hall is quite aware of the times, I see.”

“If you want to resolve this peacefully, first you need to answer a question for me.”

“What is it?”

“Why is Shenwu Hall so bent on targeting the Lin Family of Yancheng?”

Xie Changlin knew about Zhou Yu’s relationship with the Lin Family of Yancheng, so it was no surprise that Zhou Yu asked him this question.

He shook his head and said:

“I don’t know, it was the order of the great elder.”

Zhou Yu frowned.

“Aren’t you all elders?”

Xie Changlin explained:

“The four great elders of Shenwu Hall have very large differences in status.

The great elder and the second elder are the absolute confidants of the Hall Master, while the fourth elder and I, though termed as elders, are actually just their subordinates.”

“Where is your great elder?” Zhou Yu asked.

“This…

I don’t know,” he replied.

“All I know is that he hasn’t been in the provincial city recently.

However, he should be back in about half a month,” said Xie Changlin.

A sharp light flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes.

“Alright, when he returns, I’ll need you to let me know,” Zhou Yu answered.

Xie Changlin didn’t know what Zhou Yu was planning to do.

But it seemed Zhou Yu had a conflict with the great elder, and he quickly calculated that this could work to his advantage.

Xie Changlin immediately nodded.

“No problem.”

“So, can we go now?”

“Yes, but you have to hand over the secret manual of the Demonic Roar.”

Xie Changlin’s face changed color.

“That’s impossible!”

“This martial art isn’t transmitted to outsiders.”

Zhou Yu said with a half-smile:

“Is the Demonic Roar a cultivation technique passed down from your ancestors?”

“That…

well, no.”

“Then there you have it, what’s there that can’t be passed on?”

“But…”

Xie Changlin was still hesitant.

Zhou Yu was tired of talking.

“You don’t have to hand it over, I can just cripple him right now.”

Zhou Yu strode toward Xie Mushui.

Xie Mushui was so scared he almost wet himself.

“Dad, Dad, save me!”

Xie Changlin’s face was ugly.

“Wait a minute, I’ll…

hand it over.”

Xie Changlin, trembling, took out a sheepskin scroll from his body.

Unexpectedly, Xie Changlin actually carried the secret technique of the Demonic Roar with him, which saved quite a bit of trouble.

Zhou Yu took the sheepskin scroll and glanced at it.

Indeed, it was the secret manual of the Demonic Roar.

“Good, let’s end this matter here.

Of course, if you feel dissatisfied, you can go back and find another master to seek revenge.”

“However, if you fall into my hands again, it won’t be settled with just a secret manual.”

Hearing Zhou Yu’s words, Xie Changlin did not speak.

He took his son and left in a sorry state.

After Xie Changlin left, Zhou Yu put away the manual, then reached out and touched Zhao Fei’er’s forehead.

Zhao Fei’er looked puzzled.

“What are you doing?”

“I left a mark of True Qi in your body.

Next time you’re in trouble, just silently call my name in your heart.

The True Qi mark will be triggered, and I’ll come to save you.”

Zhao Fei’er, upon hearing this, immediately showed an excited expression.

“Really?”

“Let me try!”

Zhou Yu quickly stopped her.

“Miss, this thing can also harm your body.

Don’t try it rashly unless you absolutely have to.”

“Hehe, I’m just joking.

Why are you so nervous?”

Zhao Fei’er looked at Zhou Yu with interest.

“…” Zhou Yu was speechless.

“Ahem.”

At this moment, Tang Long nearby gave a light cough.

“Mr.

Zhou, today, I’m afraid I have thoroughly offended Xie Changlin and his son.

Shenwu Hall might come looking for trouble with me…”

Zhou Yu understood what Tang Long meant.

“If you encounter trouble you can’t resolve, call me.”

Tang Long hurriedly shook his head.

“Mr.

Zhou, that’s not what I mean.”

“What I mean is, if Mr.

Zhou doesn’t mind, I’d like to serve you.”

Zhou Yu’s eyebrows raised.

“Aren’t you a member of the Letian Association?”

Tang Long said gravely, “The Letian Association indeed supported me, but in their eyes, my men and I are no different from dogs, dispensable at any time.”

“Moreover, if Shenwu Hall truly causes me trouble, it’s highly likely the Letian Association won’t start a conflict with Shenwu Hall over me.

So, I don’t want to work for them anymore.”

Zhou Yu nodded.

“Good, I appreciate your honesty.”

“Since you’ve chosen to serve me, don’t be disloyal.

Otherwise, the consequences will be dire.”

Tang Long hastily assured:

“Mr.

Zhou, I, Tang Long, have no second thoughts.”

“Hmm.”

“For now, continue to stay with the Letian Association and gather information for me.”

“Yes, Mr.

Zhou.”

After Tang Long left with his people, Zhou Yu told Zhao Fei’er to quickly call Zhao Jianfeng to report that she was safe.

After learning that Zhao Fei’er was all right, Zhao Jianfeng could finally relax.

Then, Zhao Jianfeng said:

“Zhou Yu, do you have time tomorrow morning?

The Wu Pavilion found the motorcyclist who injured Zhao Heng.

He almost escaped from the borders of Qinzhou, but luckily he was captured by Wu Pavilion’s people.”

“He’s currently being escorted back and should arrive in the provincial city tomorrow morning.”

“Okay, no problem, I’ll come over to take a look in the morning,” Zhou Yu agreed.