Berserk God of War
Chapter 607: Sorry, My Name is Shihun

Chapter 607: Chapter 607: Sorry, My Name is Shihun

The only reason he wasn’t killed before is that the barbarian was still of use, but now that the lair has been found, he must die.

Encircled, Sikong Jing’s face showed no emotion; he calmly asked, "Benxing Yan, what do you mean by this? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t mix personal grievances with official business? Aren’t you supposed to be above such pettiness?"

Sikong Jing was very calm, but people failed to notice how terrifyingly calm he was.

"Hehehe, hahaha... I am just that petty, what can you do about it?"

"Sikong Yi, right? You’re damned impressive, aren’t you? Because of you, Gongyang Ying rejected me and you made me lose face in front of countless people. If you don’t die, who will?"

Benxing Yan roared furiously, his face twisted in rage, feeling like vomiting blood just thinking about the humiliation he suffered that night.

All his negative emotions burst forth at that moment.

He was within the top three hundred of the East Plain Thousand Tyrant List, he was the Closed-door Disciple of the Cross Saber Sect Leader, and he was the Young Master of the Huanteng Mountain Villa. The moment he was knocked down by Sikong Jing and rejected by Gongyang Ying, he completely broke down.

Now he longed to carve Sikong Jing into a thousand pieces.

Unlike him, Sikong Jing’s expression remained as calm as still water, unchanging.

However, Ning Jingjing coldly addressed the people surrounding her, "Are you all truly indifferent? We led you to the lair of the Soul Stealers, and you just stand by and watch Benxing Yan set upon us?"

Her voice spread to the surroundings, but tens of thousands of Jianghu people remained indifferent, and most of them even stepped back.

At that moment, an elderly voice spoke, "This is called reaping what you sow. You shouldn’t have offended Hero Yan. Can’t you see your own lowly status? You’re just little barbarians from the Night Wolf Tribe."

"Indeed, barbarians should know their place. Some heights are not meant for you to reach."

"And you even dared to court the Moon Soul Fairy—a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh."

"Don’t think that leading us to the lair of the Soul Stealers changes anything; that’s exactly what people of your low status should do."

The voices around them multiplied, showing no gratitude for Sikong Jing leading them here, helping them achieve military exploits, knowing only that he and another came from a tribe.

On one side was a barbarian with no background, and on the other was a disciple of the Cross Saber Sect; the wise knew whom to choose.

Seeing the Jianghu people pile on, Benxing Yan gloated even more, "Barbarian, there’s no use struggling; you’re dead for sure. Now, heaven won’t hear you and earth can’t help you..."

"In your next life, remember never to offend someone like me. I, Benxing Yan, am not from the same world as you."

"Get on with it, kill them."

At the end, Benxing Yan fiercely ordered, his wicked laughter unceasing.

However, Sikong Jing only laughed and said, "Benxing Yan, it seems you’re unaware that Miss Gongyang has already sent people to secretly protect me. Miss Gongyang had long since guessed that you would harm me."

As soon as his voice fell, whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The next instant, a hundred figures suddenly landed.

It was indeed the Moon Soul Group, who had been following the ten thousand people, monitoring Sikong Jing but also protecting him. Initially, they intended to see if Sikong Jing had any tricks or backup plans...

Yes, the command Gongyang Ying gave them was to monitor Sikong Jing, to see if he had any other identities.

Not to appear until the very moment of utmost danger.

But now, exposed, they could only come out, surrounding Sikong Jing as they coldly watched the people around them.

Suddenly, Benxing Yan was stunned; the people from Huanteng Mountain Villa were stunned; the surrounding ten thousand people were also uniformly stunned...

Gongyang Ying had truly sent people to secretly protect this barbarian.

At that moment, the leader of the Moon Soul Group indifferently said, "Hero Yan, correct? We are indeed people of Miss Gongyang. Please hold back."

It was true, everything was true...

Benxing Yan’s face turned ashen, his eyes fiery with rage, as he screamed, "Why, why does the Moon Soul Fairy have to protect this barbarian? What makes him better than me?"

The hundred members of the Moon Soul Group remained silently speechless, for they would not elaborate more, nor did they need to understand Gongyang Ying’s thoughts.

They only needed to complete the command entirely.

"Kekeke..."

Yan Benxing did not receive an answer, his fists were clenched so tightly that they crackled, and he suddenly raised his head and shouted forcefully, "Kill, no matter what, kill this barbarian for me, I want him dead."

As he spoke, the faces of the Moon Soul Group members changed drastically, "Yan Benxing, do you dare?"

They had not expected that Yan Benxing would dare to defy the will of Miss Gongyang.

"What do I have to fear? I am a disciple of the Cross Saber Sect, and my master is even the Sect Leader of the Cross Saber Sect... At most, I will later plead guilty to the Moon Soul Fairy on my knees, but this barbarian must die either way."

Yan Benxing had completely lost his mind, heedless of everything; he did not want to see Sikong Jing alive anymore.

The appearance of the Moon Soul Group fueled his killing intent even more, and as for how furious Gongyang Ying would be later, he could not care less; he did not believe that a barbarian could make Gongyang Ying remember him fondly.

Clang...

In an instant, the hundred members of the Moon Soul Group drew out their weapons...

The disciples of Huanteng Mountain Villa and the Cross Saber Sect also drew their weapons, and both parties were on tenterhooks, the atmosphere freezing to icy coldness.

However, everyone knew that the hundred members of the Moon Soul Group were not a match for Yan Benxing and his men, even Gongyang Ying would not have expected Yan Benxing to go this insane, and that is why he only sent a hundred people!

Anyway, in the eyes of all the Jianghu people, Sikong Jing was doomed!

And just at the moment when Huanteng Mountain Villa and the hundred Moon Soul Group members were about to clash, Sikong Jing suddenly stretched out his hand, grasping the leader of the Moon Soul Group members. Under the astonished gaze of the latter, he said, "Alright, let this game end here."

Upon these words, everyone was dumbstruck. What did that mean?

"Everyone, come out!" In a flash, Sikong Jing spoke again.

Rustle rustle...

Suddenly, various sounds erupted from the surrounding dense forests, including some strange laughing sounds. Then, figures dashed out, quickly surrounding a crowd of a hundred thousand.

It was broad daylight now, and it was clear to see that these people were all dressed as Soul Stealers.

"Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul Stealers?"

Instantly, Yan Benxing was dumbfounded, every Jianghu person was dumbfounded, and the hundred members of the Moon Soul Group were also dumbfounded.

What was going on?

How did the Soul Stealers suddenly appear, and since when had they been hiding around here?

Suddenly... Clang!

The leader of the Moon Soul Group brandished his Dark Sword, savagely turning towards Sikong Jing and demanded, "Who are you?"

With a slight smile, Sikong Jing leapt back, and before the Moon Soul Group members could react, he had already flashed out with Ning Jingjing, escaping everyone’s encirclement and landing in front of a group of Soul Stealers.

His lips slightly curled into a smile as he retorted, "What do you think?"

Everyone was once again dumbfounded, followed by a bizarre laughter resounding as Sui Yu walked up to Sikong Jing and said, "Boss."

Then, he turned to Ning Jingjing and said, "Second Master!"

Buzz!

All at once, everyone’s minds buzzed, staring incredulously at Sikong Jing, utterly at a loss for words.

"Boss? You are, you are..." Someone’s voice trembled, frantically pointing at Sikong Jing, but those two words just couldn’t be said, for it was still unbelievable.

Sikong Jing chuckled and said, "I apologize, I am indeed the Boss of the Soul Stealers, and my name is Shihun."