King of Assassins
Chapter 92 - 91 Sword Dance

Chapter 92: Chapter 91 Sword Dance

The momentum of such things is truly subtle.

Everyone at the banquet believed that Wei Yue was in trouble, and their delicate mental states would, in turn, affect Wei Yue.

Wei Yue also sighed inwardly, indeed there is no banquet without ulterior motives.

The meal had not even started, yet Bai Yuncheng had completely taken control, putting pressure on her and Wei Ming, making it hard for them to breathe.

The key was that Bai Yuncheng’s momentum was indeed stronger, something not easily countered or dissolved with verbal skills.

Although Wei Yue had her means, facing the sharp Level 10 Swordsman, she had no good solution.

The best way to break the impasse was to challenge head-on and meet sharpness with sharpness, strength with strength.

Unfortunately, Bai Yuncheng was cunning and had made it clear beforehand that they were only discussing trivial matters.

Although this was a rule he set unilaterally, everyone consented just now, so going back on their word now would seem petty, equally losing this round.

Bai Yuncheng knew when to stop and did not mention Wei Ming again.

After toasting with three glasses of wine, Bai Yuncheng began reminiscing with acquaintances present.

The tense atmosphere of the banquet quickly lightened up.

Wei Yue said to Wei Ming, "I underestimated his tactics."

Wei Ming sighed and said, "This doesn’t feel good. I’d rather draw swords and hack at each other."

Curious, Xu Yin asked, "Uncle Ming, are you really the Ice Swordsman? I didn’t know that."

"There are many things you don’t know."

Wei Ming pointed mockingly at Xu Yin’s hot fruit tea, "Drink your tea."

Xu Yin sensed something wrong, and looking down, the steaming fruit tea had frozen into a lump of ice.

"Uncle Ming, you’re really amazing!"

Xu Yin picked up the teacup and looked at it, greatly admiring Wei Ming.

Unleashing Source Power is an extremely advanced technique. Instantly freezing hot tea like this is a terrifying Source Power skill.

No, it should be called Ice Sword Qi.

"Just child’s play."

Wei Ming said somewhat gloomily, "The Black Dragon Association indeed has deep resources. They actually found out my identity."

He didn’t believe for a second that Bai Yuncheng recognized his identity at first glance. The two were strangers, and even if Bai Yuncheng thought something was off, he couldn’t possibly call out his name straightforwardly.

Wei Yue communicated with Wei Ming through Spiritual Power, "Don’t worry too much. Blood Shadow is reliable. You probably won’t need to step in."

Wei Ming suddenly chuckled, "I hope he won’t fly over with a Law Enforcement Flying Ship again. I don’t want to be blasted to death by a ship cannon."

"I think Blood Shadow isn’t that stupid."

Wei Yue said, "In comparison, the self-confident to the point of arrogance Bai Yuncheng should be easier to kill."

"Hope he acts soon, in two more days, I’ll be forced to step in."

Wei Ming couldn’t help but sigh, "By then, you might lose a cousin, a staunch supporter, a laboratory head..."

"Don’t be so dejected."

Wei Yue comforted, "Even if you have to step in, you can win. You are the Ice Swordsman."

Wei Ming sighed again, "I feel like I’m about to melt."

Their communication was all through Spiritual Power, even Xu Yin, who was close by, wasn’t aware of what they were saying, or that they were secretly communicating.

While their conversations were unbeknownst to others, the subtle expressions on their faces did not escape notice.

Fang Zheng could see it clearly and said to Jiang Yuan, "Wei Ming has been hiding for ten years and lost his edge. He can’t win this battle."

The Swordsman’s momentum can be concealed, but with Bai Yuncheng’s oppressiveness, Wei Ming’s lukewarm response is inappropriate.

Unless Wei Ming can crush Bai Yuncheng, he doesn’t have the stature to maintain such equanimity.

In fact, when the Ice Swordsman was at his most renowned, he was just a first-rate Swordsman of the East Continent, far from the top level.

Wei Ming, compared with Bai Yuncheng, is a step behind.

This gap is small but real.

Fang Zheng, as a Swordsmith Master, has sharp vision. Just by observing Wei Ming’s subtle expressions, he could tell things weren’t going well.

The Sword Dao is like rowing against the current; if you do not advance, you retreat.

A truly top-tier Swordsman must continually battle to maintain peak condition.

Only those at the Golden Level can break free of this limitation.

Jiang Yuan had a keen eye for the Sword Dao and sighed lightly, "I do hope Wei Ming can win."

He paused and added, "Wei Yue is reasonable. The Black Dragon Association, however, is not."

Fang Zheng shook his head; in such major matters, their wishes are irrelevant.

Even others sitting around found it hard to influence a duel at this level.

Xu Mountain, Xu An, Jiang Haoran, those closely related to the Wei Family, were also watching Wei Yue and Wei Ming.

Though they lacked Fang Zheng’s seasoned insight, they could tell Bai Yuncheng was in complete control and Wei Ming was being overwhelmed, not uttering a word.

The outcome of the confrontation was apparent.

Xu Mountain and Xu An also began discussing in low voices, "Wei Ming doesn’t seem capable, right?"

"I think Wei Ming is in trouble as well."

Xu Mountain said gravely, "Tomorrow we’ll return and sell off some Yuanlong stock first."

Xu An was surprised: "With Wei Yue losing influence, shouldn’t we be buying more stocks?"

The Skywalker Gene Potion had great potential. Once successfully listed, Yuanlong Company’s stock would inevitably soar.

Xu Mountain said indifferently, "When Wei Ming loses, Yuanlong’s stock will definitely plummet. We’ll buy them back then."

One sale and one purchase, making a lot more in the process.

Xu An also realized: "This operation is good."

He thought for a moment and then said worriedly: "Doesn’t Wei Yue still have a killer move?"

"The Black Dragon Association isn’t stupid, and Bai Yuncheng is even less so. They must be prepared."

Xu Mountain sneered: "Assassination is a tactic that can only be used once. It’s a shameful method."

As the Deputy Minister of the Reaction Department, Xu Mountain received a severe penalty because of An Shirong’s murder. Although he wasn’t demoted, his future was ruined.

He harbored a grudge against Wei Yue and couldn’t help but gloat at Wei Yue’s plight.

Xu Mountain was also well aware that they and Wei Yue were allies. It would be most beneficial for the Xu Family if Wei Yue managed to survive this ordeal. However, he could not suppress the resentment in his heart.

Xu An agreed wholeheartedly. Having broken his son’s leg, he also bore a grudge against Wei Yue.

The Xu family’s two brothers whispered to each other, and although Jiang Haoran couldn’t hear the specifics, he could make a fair guess.

Jiang Haoran’s face was also somewhat grave. He had a good personal relationship with Wei Yue, and their families were allied. Of course, he hoped Wei Yue would win.

But in the current situation, things were notably unfavorable for Wei Yue.

Sitting next to Jiang Haoran, Bai Yutang softly said, "Sister Yue has already won more than half. Even if she loses the sword match, she can still hold on."

Bai Yutang had a beautiful appearance with skin as white as jade, and there was a gentle warmth in her expression.

Her tone was also different from the people of Mingjing, carrying an indescribable softness. A simple sentence, yet it made people feel soothing comfort.

Sitting on Jiang Haoran’s other side, Jiang Xuejun slightly raised her eyebrows. She always felt that Bai Yutang was a fox spirit trying to seduce her father.

However, she had to admit this woman spoke nicely and conducted herself elegantly.

Moreover, Zhengqi Hall was an interstellar conglomerate with a history of three thousand years, with branches spread throughout the Alliance.

Even if Bai Yutang was just the Zhengqi Hall’s general agent in Mingjing City, her wealth was no less than her father’s. In terms of influence, she might be even stronger than her father.

Although Jiang Xuejun disliked Bai Yutang, she couldn’t stop her father from interacting with Bai Yutang.

"Sister Xuejun."

Qingyi Fei Niao at another table, noting Jiang Xuejun’s discomfort, greeted her with concern.

Qingyi Fei Niao actually had an average relationship with Jiang Xuejun, but the incident at Sword Washing Studio during the day changed their relationship.

Gao Xuan’s comment about the Four Sword Saints, though joking, created a special bond among the four of them.

No matter what Gao Xuan thought, both Qingyi Fei Niao and Jiang Xuejun felt their relationship had changed, with a sense of secret alliance. Psychologically, they had grown closer.

This was the reason Qingyi Fei Niao specifically sat her father next to Jiang Xuejun.

Jiang Xuejun smiled at Qingyi Fei Niao, "Too bad Gao Xuan and Sister Qingshang aren’t here. Otherwise, the Four Sword Saints could reunite."

"Heh..."

Mentioning this made Qingyi Fei Niao smile.

When Gao Xuan mentioned the Four Sword Saints, she also found it somewhat ridiculous, but in her heart, she couldn’t help but anticipate. Because of this, she was very willing to accept Fang Zheng’s gift.

It was the first time Qingyi Fei Niao did something so out of character. Thinking back on it later, she always felt a sense of liberating pleasure.

Qingyi Fei Niao said regretfully, "Yes, it’s a pity Gao Monarch and Sister Qingshang are not here. Bai Yuncheng is truly imposing."

Bai Yuncheng’s aura was sharp and commanding, controlling the entire scene. This kind of aura was an actual subtle release of sword intent and sword qi.

As a swordsman, Qingyi Fei Niao acutely sensed these refined changes and had more respect for Bai Yuncheng.

The tenth-level swordsman was only one level higher than her father, but the difference in aura was like night and day. What about the Silver Level Sword Hero?

She couldn’t even imagine the power of the Golden Level Sword Saint. She also had doubts about whether she could really reach that level.

Qingyi Tianhe, more serious than his daughter, was only one step away from level ten, yet he couldn’t overcome this hurdle.

Bai Yuncheng’s formidable power made him extremely envious.

The people present could be called the top elite of Mingjing City, all with strong powers.

Bai Yuncheng was an outsider without much foundation locally, yet he could dominate the scene by himself, relying on his Sword Dao cultivation.

It is only at this realm that one can be called a swordsman.

As for Wei Ming, he seemed too weak.

Qingyi Tianhe disliked weakness; he believed a swordsman must be sharp, must have an unmistakable edge.

Better a broken sword and death than to live in humiliation.

Sword Dao is prevalent in the Alliance, and most people admire the strong.

Wei Ming’s performance also disappointed many, leading them to believe Wei Yue was bound to lose this time.

This emotional shift was very subtle, yet very real.

Many meaningful glances made Wei Yue feel uncomfortable.

But leaving now would seem even more guilty.

Wei Ming sighed lightly, "This feels so humiliating. Should I just go up and fight him to the death?"

"Calm down."

Wei Yue remained composed: "Challenging him now plays right into his hands. Let him be proud of today’s round; what does it matter."

Her words had barely fallen when stirring music began playing in the hall.

Sitting at the main seat, Bai Yuncheng loudly said, "How can we have wine without music and dance? White Mirror, go give our honored guests a sword dance for entertainment."

A young woman standing behind Bai Yuncheng quickly went to the center of the hall, respectfully agreeing to the request.

The young woman’s appearance was ordinary, dressed in a black sword robe, holding a shimmering longsword. After saluting the surroundings with a clasped fist, she said, "My name is White Mirror, a disciple of Master Bai. I will perform a sword dance for our honored guests. My skills are unrefined, please excuse me."

The crowd was stunned—Bai Yuncheng had gone all out with this Hongmen Feast. Now there’s even someone performing a sword dance; White Mirror obviously has Xiang Zhuang’s intent on Wei Yue.

The current question is, who will play Fan Kuai?