NOVEL WEB Chapter 121: Leave Your Head Behind if You Want to Go!
Accompanying the cold shout was a muscular middle-aged man dressed in a sharp suit and leather shoes.
Despite his gentlemanly attire, those present could still discern an iron-blooded aura about him as he moved.
This quality could not have been honed in the mundane world of the city; it must have been forged on the battlefield through bloodshed.
To a great extent, Xiao Chuanqi, Sima Zhantian, and Xia Lengchan were of this ilk, so they quickly guessed the man's identity.
He must be from the Eastern Border, and his status was certainly not low.
Following the middle-aged man were two agile followers, the trio striding in with a haughty gaze suggesting they were superior to others.
"In the territory of the Eastern Border, you dare act recklessly and even speak insolently towards the Eastern Border King. Do you really think the Eastern Border has no one?"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, stepping directly in front of Ye Feng, and then looking down at him with an air of superiority.
Seeing the newcomer, Murong Tongming hurriedly called out, "Left Pavilion Master, you've finally arrived, please save the Murong Family!"
With that said, the so-called King of East of the River once again knelt down, only this time it was not before Ye Feng, but before this so-called Left Pavilion Master.
The Left Pavilion Master huffed, "I am the Pavilion Master of the East River Pavilion. When trouble stirs in the East of the River, I naturally cannot sit idly by. Old Murong, rest assured, today I will head this issue. I want to see for myself who dares to be so presumptuous!"
"The Pavilion Master of the East River?"
Ye Feng slowly raised his head to look at the muscular man and suddenly laughed, "So it's one of the Seven Pavilions of the Eastern Border. I thought it might be someone else."
Just as with the Northern Border Twelve Banners and the Nine Domains of the Southern Territory, the Eastern Border also has Seven Pavilions, of roughly equal standing, and the middle-aged man before him was Zuo Bihui, the Pavilion Master of the East River Pavilion, one of the Seven Pavilions of the Eastern Border!
Zuo Bihui was taken aback and then arrogantly said, "To think that you, boy, are also aware of the Seven Pavilions of the Eastern Border. It seems you have some background!"
Ye Feng was about to respond when he heard this.
However, before he could speak, the arrogant Zuo Bihui once again snorted coldly, "Since you, boy, know of the Seven Pavilions of the Eastern Border, then you surely must understand the might of their masters, and even more what the Eastern Border King signifies!"
Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, and even Xiao Chuanqi, Sima Zhantian, and Xia Lengchan couldn't suppress their laughter. At this point, their gaze towards the so-called Pavilion Master of the East River was akin to looking at a jumping clown.
The Pavilion Master of the East River might be unknown to the average person, but to those great familial clans, he could be a significant figure. However, in the eyes of the Northern Border King, he was nothing more than a trifle.
The Northern Border Twelve Banners, any Flag Leader among them, was far more domineering and stronger than the East River Pavilion, not to mention the Northern Border King who commanded the Twelve Banners!
Ye Feng shook his head and laughed, "Tell me, what does the East River Pavilion stand for? And what does the Eastern Border King mean?"
"What does it mean?"
Zuo Bihui huffed, his expression haughty, "As the Pavilion Master of the East River Pavilion, my word is law in the East of the River. If I want someone to live, they live; if I want someone to die, not even the Heavenly King could save them!"
Such arrogance truly seemed to break the boundaries of the sky horizon!
The hot-tempered Sima Zhantian could not tolerate this and bellowed, "What an insufferable cur! You're just a part of the tiny East River Pavilion, puffing yourself up. I'll cut you down right now and then head over to the Eastern Border Base Camp to ask the Eastern Border King if he dares to let me die!"
"Presumptuous! How dare you be so bold in front of the Left Pavilion Master, you're seeking death!" the two followers of the East River Pavilion shouted angrily.
Zuo Bihui angrily said, "You've got guts. I can tell you now that you are bound to die today. And you, the boy in the wheelchair, state your origins. If you're the junior of someone I know, I might intervene to mediate; otherwise, you too will not escape death today!"
Ye Feng laughed lightly, "If the Eastern Border King were here, he might have some face to mediate, but you, you're not qualified!"
"How dare you!" Zuo Bihui became enraged, his fist suddenly clenching as he prepared to strike.
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However, he suddenly noticed that behind the wheelchair-bound youth, five great masters had encircled them, and each one's aura was not weak at all, instantly deflating his imposing presence.
He dared not make a move, after all, he could see that the five revered masters behind his opponent were far beyond his ability to contend with.
Yet, Zuo Bihui was seething with hatred, barely able to imagine that someone in East of the River would dare to disrespect him, the East River Pavilion Master. Even if they didn't respect him, they certainly wouldn't dare to disrespect the King of the Eastern Border.
But now…
Zuo Bihui felt like he was in a predicament from which he could not easily extricate himself.
Ye Feng watched him quietly, and couldn't help but mock, "What's the matter, the Undying wants us dead, yet why don't you make your move?"
Sima Zhantian sneered, "If he dares to make a move, I will chop him into two with a single slash!"
Xiao Chuanqi shouted sternly, "A mere East River Pavilion Master dares to be so presumptuous in front of our lord. Not to mention the Seven Pavilions of the Eastern Border, even if the King of the Eastern Border himself were here, he would have to be polite in the presence of our lord."
At this moment, the East River Pavilion Master finally caught on to something, glancing at Murong Tongming beside him, he made a decisive call.
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"Old Head of the Murong Family, it seems your injuries are quite serious. It's crucial that I take you for treatment first. As for these madmen, if you have the courage, just wait for me. After I have treated the Head of the Murong Family's injuries, I'll come back to settle the score with you!"
Although Zuo Bihui spoke with vehemence, everyone could see that he was obviously chickening out.
Murong Tongming, after all, was a veteran in the Martial Arts World and could clearly see the current situation. He suddenly cried out in pain, "I can't hold on much longer, my internal organs have been severely damaged, and I must receive immediate treatment, or else I fear I truly won't survive."
"I will take you for treatment right now!" Zuo Bihui said, as he moved to help Murong Tongming up, looking for an excuse to leave.
He thought to himself that today was too rushed, he completely did not anticipate the opponents would come so fiercely with so many masters; he should temporarily back down, return to the East River Pavilion to gather his subordinates, and later annihilate this group of remorseless madmen.
Seeing this, Sima Zhantian could not help but say, "My lord, I request permission to strike, to behead this bird-man!"
Xia Lengchan also followed, "My lord, I request to fight, to exterminate this unblinking thing!"
Zhuge Yu and Li Jingang bowed as well, saying, "A mere East River Pavilion Master dares to offend. My lord, we request to fight, to execute this dog!"
Zuo Bihui, feeling his eyelids twitch and a chill down his spine, still gritted his teeth and said, "It's truly laughable, this is East of the River, and I am the East River Pavilion Master. Don't tell me you really dare to strike?"
"I'm not afraid to tell you, if you dare to make a reckless move before me, with just one word from me, the King of the Eastern Border will surely be thunderously furious. Whether you have any background or not, all of you will undoubtedly have to die!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng shook his head slightly and said, "East River Pavilion Master, right? Rest assured, I won't make a move. I merely wish to borrow something from you."
Zuo Bihui breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, while also thinking to himself that they wouldn't dare to make a move. After all, the reputation of the East River Pavilion Master was not something to be taken lightly.
With that in mind, Zuo Bihui snorted coldly, "What do you want to borrow?"
"Borrowing your severed head as a greeting gift for the King of the Eastern Border!"
"You…" Zuo Bihui's complexion underwent a drastic change.
"Zuo Bihui, as the East River Pavilion Master, you colluded with Murong Jiangdong, the Fake King of East River, committing treason. The sentence is death, execute!"
"Murong Tongming, claiming to be the King of East River, the sentence is death, execute!"
Ye Feng's words were clear and forceful, essentially pronouncing their death sentence!
Sima Zhantian had been waiting for this command for a long time. Upon hearing the order, he lunged forward, and with the raise and fall of his blade, two heads rolled onto the ground.
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