Chapter 839: eting An Old Friend In A Foreign Place (1)
ng Fusheng refused to budge on the matter of the Forest of Freedom.
Gong Zhiyu didn’t show any signs of displeasure, but his subordinate frowned and instinctively stepped forward. “Young master, ng Fusheng and gang are too obstinate, should we strike?”
Gong Zhiyu raised his hand slightly to wave off his suggestion.
“We are all part of the Free Valley, just from different areas. No need to use violence. I think Leader ng is not an unreasonable person.”
“Second young master Gong, you had said earlier that the Forest of Freedom was left behind by the ancient tribe. Since we are all in the Free Valley, the forest is naturally open to all. Fu Guang City has never touched the resources within the Forest of Freedom before, until now. Why is Zhai Xing Lou being so pushy about this? There are so things I have to say here today. We are definitely entering the Forest of Freedom. Anyone who tries to stop us will not withstand our wrath,” ng Fusheng said resolutely.
ng Fusheng’s determined attitude astounded Gong Zhiyu.
In his mory, ng Fusheng might be arrogant, but he was still a smart man. He clearly knew they were no match for Zhai Xing Lou and Yan Luo Dian, which was why he had always avoided direct conflict with those two powers.
But ng Fusheng seed intent to go head-to-head against them regarding this matter with the Forest of Freedom.
After the previous incident, quite a number of Blood Tribe mber had died at the hands of Zhai Xing Lou. Even then, ng Fusheng had not imdiately sought revenge but had secretly gathered resources, in a cowardly sort of way.
But today, ng Fusheng seed to have turned into another person. Unyielding and obviously intending to challenge Zhai Xing Lou straight on!
Gong Zhiyu appeared to be deep in thought. He surveyed ng Fusheng’s scarred body and chuckled. “Leader ng’s determination is creating a dilemma for . After all, if the Blood Tribe enters the Forest of Freedom now, you would inevitably cause so damage. Zhai Xing Lou has always held the ancient tribe in high regard and are deeply grateful to them. It is therefore our duty to protect their legacy.”
With that, Gong Zhiyu gave a helpless sigh and looked ng Fusheng with worried eyes. “If Leader ng insists, Zhai Xing Lou has no choice but to stop you so as to preserve that forest.”
Gong Zhiyu’s fluid words appeared full of resignation and good intentions—as if it was the Blood Tribe who was causing them a grievance.
ng Fusheng was nearly puking blood at Gong Zhiyu’s flawless speech.
Even without using the art of verbal seduction, this second young master Gong was truly a master orator!
If it had been any other day, ng Fusheng might have taken a step back for fear of Gong Zhiyu. But Ji Fengyan had already given her orders, and he had no choice but to stay firm.
“I am sorry. I am just following orders from above and cannot agree otherwise.”
“Following orders from above?” Gong Zhiyu raised his brows and smiled. “Leader ng sure likes to joke around. In Fu Guang City, who else dares to order you around?”
ng Fusheng wanted to speak up, but a clear and girlish voice suddenly rang out from within the city gates.
“ng Fusheng is following my orders. Why? Does Zhai Xing Lou object to that?”
That voice stunned gong Zhiyu. He sohow felt it sounded vaguely familiar.
Following that announcent, a slender figure slowly walked out of Fu Guang City.
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[Mini theatre]
Second young master Gong: Leader ng doesn’t mind being subservient? He doesn’t wish to snatch back Fu Guang City?
ng Fusheng: I can’t, I can’t...
Little crazy brat: What are you two talking about?
ng Fusheng: Nothing, nothing!
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