Peace Order
Chapter 608 - 48 Marquis Qin Wu, Li Guanyi_2

Chapter 608: Chapter 48 Marquis Qin Wu, Li Guanyi_2

A young man laughed in response, "Of course, it’s that bumpkin General, Li Guanyi."

Zili’s face was frantic as he slapped the young man across the face, his hand trembling. The blow was so heavy that it made the young man’s cheeks twitch, silencing him. Then he addressed the various noble families, emphasizing each word,

"Li Guanyi, appointed by His Majesty, the Great Emperor of Central State, as a Marquis!"

"A Marquis for his merits!"

"A rank even your esteemed ancestors never reached! Your forefathers here would have to kneel before him! He even has the authority to command troops, governing the land of Jiangnan!"

The expression on the faces of the noble family members changed.

The middle-aged man added,

"Chen Country, Ying Country, both followed with congratulatory gifts!"

"Now, he’s gathered his troops and is almost here!"

The benevolent-looking old man, who seemed to have experienced much, barely showed a change in expression, saying, "General Li coming to the State City of Jiangnan isn’t a big matter, we weren’t discussing much."

"Besides, this news has just been released, it’s also... "

While his tone was calm, seemingly still composed,

the man interjected, "It came out quite a while ago, I was suppressed by the Qilin Army!"

The old man finally changed his expression, "What!?"

"Quickly destroy—"

"Old thing, destroy what?!"

The surrounding windows were thrown open, and warriors in armor, each holding mechanical crossbows, stood outside the Changfeng Building cubicle, densely targeting these people. Nangong Wumeng tossed something with his right hand, which spun out and heavily hit the old man’s face.

This elder seemed to have never suffered much physical pain.

Struck by the blow, his face swelled and his teeth flew out of his mouth.

Nangong Wumeng picked up the contract, and said, "My Lords—"

Her eyebrows raised, a face mask adorning her face, she smiled, revealing her beautiful eyes yet exuding a heroic aura, "Under the Qilin Army Great General, Reconnoitre Camp Captain, Nangong Wumeng."

"Greetings."

As the noble families’ expressions drastically changed, they each grabbed their weapons, intending to force their way out.

A few martially adept family heads directly broke through the building and leaped towards the outside, only to hear a few screams, and then these family heads were thrown back inside, crashing to the ground with bent arms.

The footsteps quieted.

The sounds of surging water were heard around, and blue glows gathered, forming a Flood Dragon Dharma Form that slowly spiraled around, enclosing Changfeng Building. The old man looked outside and saw that already hundreds of elite troops with mechanical crossbows were aimed at this place.

A big man in long robes stood with his hands behind his back, his white hair gently lifting.

The aura of a Grandmaster Level Martial Artist was overwhelmingly fierce and composed.

The old pirate burst into loud laughter:

"Qilin Navy Admiral, Kou Yulie."

"If you gentlemen come down again, it will be more than just a broken leg."

The face of the elderly man upstairs turned pale as he suddenly let out several bitter laughs, turning to the people around him and said, "Gentlemen, we have all been trapped by Marquis Qin Wu’s strategy, he intends to take us all down, but, this is all our own doing, unrelated to my family!"

The elderly man respectfully knelt on the ground, loudly declaring:

"It is I who was dissatisfied with the Marquis!"

"Marquis Qin Wu, with his outstanding martial arts skills and meritorious deeds!"

"My Zhou family respects him with utmost reverence, willing to lay down our lives without a second thought, only I refused to submit to the Marquis!"

"Thus, I gathered a rebellion here."

"Today, as the plot is unveiled, I am too ashamed to face Marquis Qin Wu or my family!"

"Only death can atone for my sins!"

Suddenly, he pulled a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it towards his neck,

but at that moment, a humming sound was heard.

A flurry of arrows shot towards him, but they were so sharp, like large cow hairs, they merely pierced the skin, and then his body lost strength, falling to the side. Though he fell, his mind was still alert. A man in his forties or fifties walked in, saying:

"Darn schemer."

"Only because Mr. Yuan Zhi mentioned him, otherwise this old man really would have turned the tables, taking all the blame onto himself, willing to die for his family without even blinking an eye, these aristocratic families are indeed like monsters, it’s frightening to see."

"No wonder the boss and the teacher are so cautious."

Nangong Wumeng hopped a few steps, darting through the gaps among the fallen, saying:

"Elder Shi, what kind of Powder for Anesthesia did you use?"

The man grinned proudly, introducing, "It’s tested from Yuwen Hua and Fan Qing, those two rascals. One, a robust Fourth Layer Heaven aristocratic Great General, the other a ruthless guy from the Martial World, brave enough to defy the ban and kill an official; even a hit from this couldn’t get them moving."

"This old man’s Inner Strength level is not as good as Yuwen Hua’s, nor is his fierceness comparable to Fan Qing’s."

"I even increased the concentration of the Powder for Anesthesia to a level sufficient to flip over five giant bears and an elephant on Lei Laomeng’s side, even Real Qi wouldn’t withstand it!"

"It is from our side, codenamed ’Fainting Buddha’, one of thirty-seven varieties of Powder for Anesthesia tried out this year, ranked sixth, and on top of what we used on those two guys, included the secret medicine from the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect, slightly toxic."

"The side effect is crushing Yin and cutting off Yang."

"You ask about the first?"

"The first was found when helping a Qilin digest and sleep... Included a little bit while cooking pig trotters, Qilin slept very comfortably, was afraid this old thing would sleep to death, didn’t dare to use it."

As the old man roared in great anger, struggling continuously, he felt his Inner Strength gradually becoming numb and sluggish.