Peace Order
Chapter 483 - 16 The Strong Wind Rises! (Request for Monthly Votes)_4

Chapter 483: Chapter 16 The Strong Wind Rises! (Request for Monthly Votes)_4

Ji Yanzhong, however, just sighed, saying in a detached manner, "Unfortunately, I cannot help you with this matter." The elder’s palm pressed against the letter on the table, pushing it towards Li Guanyi’s direction, adding, "You know where I come from."

"The Imperial Family of Central State is already teetering on the brink due to the incident with the clear and resonant sword sound of Chi Xiao."

"I can’t afford to take any more risks."

"This is a choice between Chen Country and Ying Country."

"Xue Daoyong is the Prime Minister of Chen Country; Yuwen Lie, the Great General of Ying Country."

"Young friend, do you want me to be embroiled in the conflict between two nations?"

Ji Yanzhong fell silent, looking at the young man before him, dignified and serene, he sighed, "I know you want to protect the Yue Family Army, to protect those sparks of turmoil, but unfortunately, I can’t help you."

"In my old age, I still roam about because I too have something I desperately want to protect and cannot risk. Moreover, with Yue Qianfeng’s abilities, as long as they don’t face a direct assault, even though there will be losses, they can still break out."

"I can take you away, let you leave this Chen Country."

"The world is vast, and you could spread your wings and soar."

Ji Yanzhong, the amiable elder, had a gentle expression, still showing a hint of apology on his face.

Li Guanyi remained composed, but said, "Then, Senior, there is one more thing I would like you to see. I hope after you see it, you could give me another answer."

Ji Yanzhong replied, "Whatever it is, I won’t..."

The old man’s voice froze.

Or rather, it was interrupted.

Because a clear and resonant sword sound suddenly arose!

The Chi Xiao Sword at that location suddenly let out a cry, Ji Yanzhong’s pupils shrunk suddenly, he turned around abruptly, looking towards the quiet sword box, the clear and resonant sword sound echoing, but it seemed controlled, not bursting forth as it did in the past.

The youth’s black hair at his temples slightly lifted as he stretched out his hand.

Accompanied by the clear and resonant sword sound.

The Chi Xiao Sword, together with the sword scabbard, flew out, landing in front of the young man!

Ji Yanzhong’s pupils contracted dramatically, the old man’s frame trembling slightly, Li Guanyi’s palm gently pressed against the Chi Xiao Sword, he knew the cost of drawing this sword, which meant that Li Guanyi himself would also be exposed to Ji Yanzhong.

Indeed, there was no need for it, he had already struggled fiercely, Yue and the others would certainly understand him; yes, with the fervor of Yue and the others, even if they had to charge head-on, they could break through the strongholds of the world with less than twenty percent in losses.

After all, the one he had confronted was the fifth in the world, Yuwen Lie, along with four Grandmasters, it was normal to have no way to achieve victory, there was indeed no need to take risks.

Reason after reason appeared.

But in the end, all scattered, Li Guanyi holding the sword, suddenly laughed, all the myriad thoughts were dispelled, only to curse in his heart with a chuckle.

Go to hell!

The youth’s brows fierce as the wind.

The Chi Xiao Sword was held horizontally in the air.

The Yue Family Army, the Yuwen Family, the Martial World, Chen Country, Ying Country, the whole world, all flashed before his eyes.

Li Guanyi held the sword scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, slowly drawing it out.

His eyes blazed with fire.

Since they believed in him, willing to entrust their lives to him, he would never give up on them. A true man in this world lives with loyalty and courage; it is amidst the turmoil of the world where honor lies, and that’s precisely what drives his journey under the heavens.

These eight thousand people.

Not one will die!

Their path will be hewn by my own hand!

Clang!

The sword’s cry was explosive.

Upon drawing an inch of the blade, intense flames burst forth, circling in the depths of the young man’s eyes, before finally shooting up into the sky, turning into a red dragon. Ji Yanzhong’s heart pounded wildly, watching as the youth slowly drew the sword as the sword cries of the Chi Xiao Sword surpassed all previous instances.

Behind that blaze, it seemed as if the image of the original Red Emperor emerged.

Coming for honor, as intense as the wind, the very essence of the original hero’s demeanor.

Just like the Red Emperor of the past, kneeling before the Overlord, begging for troops to save his brother.

Let the great winds howl!

As the long sword was fully drawn, its edge resting against the ground, the young man’s hair was tinged gold by the Red Dragon, as if he bore a crown of gold and red, giving the impression that the legend was being revived before Ji Yanzhong’s eyes. Li Guanyi held the sword, took a breath, and then asked with a smile:

"Senior"

"What do you say?!"