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Chapter 921 - 931: Engagement! (Second Update)

Chapter 921: Chapter 931: Engagement! (Second Update)

"Get lost!" Tang Zhong said coldly.

He completely ignored Yan Long in front of him.

Tang Zhong telling Yan Long to get lost twice—nobody had expected this. After all, Yan Long was a member of *that* family. Ordinarily, no one would dare speak to Yan Long in such a way.

The people around them were dumbfounded.

Even Yan Long himself had not anticipated this. With his status in the Yan Family and his standing in this Xuanguan Sea, no one dared confront him.

Now, a nameless nobody actually dared speak to him like this. His eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth and said,

"You must have a death wish!"

"What did you say..." Tang Zhong said indifferently, and then suddenly threw a punch directly at Yan Long’s stomach.

The narrow-eyed Yan Long was struck in the stomach by the punch. Bloodshot veins filled his eyes as he clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, curling up like a shrimp.

"You... you actually dare hit me!" Yan Long said, pointing at Tang Zhong with a trembling hand.

"That’s right!" Tang Zhong replied with a smile, then struck down with his palm, aiming for Yan Long’s head.

The seemingly effortless palm strike felt as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

With a loud slap, Yan Long’s entire body collapsed onto the ground. His face pressed into the dirt, utterly deformed.

The onlookers were all stunned. None of them could have imagined it would turn out this way.

"The one lying on the ground—is that Yan Long?"

"Whoa, that guy is incredible. He actually dared to hit Yan Long! Just who is he? Yan Long is part of the Yan Family and a practitioner of martial arts!"

"Obviously, he must have ambushed Brother Yan Long!"

Vermilion Bird stood frozen, shocked. She had never thought Tang Zhong would actually make a move. While seeing Yan Long get beaten gave her an indescribable sense of satisfaction, she also understood that attacking Yan Long would create enormous trouble.

At this moment, Yan Long, lying on the ground in complete disarray, his military uniform rumpled, picked himself up in a fit of rage. Feeling the judgmental gazes of those around him, he was overwhelmed by humiliation. He hadn’t exchanged more than a handful of words with this man before he was struck down.

"You’re courting death! How dare you hit me? I swear... I will make your death unbearably painful. Just you wait!"

Yan Long’s fists clenched tightly, crackling with suppressed force as his Blood Power surged and quivered. It was evident that his strength was that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

At this moment, his clothes began to flutter even without wind.

The onlookers, who were all disciples of the Xuanguan Sea, were no strangers to martial artists. Seeing Yan Long about to act, they couldn’t help but widen their eyes in anticipation.

"Yan Long, a leading figure among the younger generation of Xuanguan Sea, is finally going to strike. That guy is done for."

"Done for? That’s putting it mildly. Striking people indiscriminately is plainly deserving of death!"

But if they had known that Tang Zhong had actually planned to kill Yan Long outright, only reconsidering because this was the Xuanguan Sea, they would have been utterly speechless with shock.

Vermilion Bird, seeing Yan Long poised to attack, turned pale. She wasn’t worried about Tang Zhong; she was worried Yan Long might be killed. She knew what kind of person Tang Zhong was—killing Yan Long would be an effortless task. And once Yan Long was dead, the entire Yan Family would not be so easily dealt with. She was well aware of the Yan Family’s influence.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward, placing herself between the two men. "You... stop this right now!"

Yan Long, now thoroughly enraged and unhinged, snarled at Vermilion Bird, "Get out of my way, or I’ll kill you too!"

"I’m advising you to stop. Otherwise, you’ll regret it!" Vermilion Bird said firmly.

"Regret? Hahaha! I, Yan Long, have never regretted killing anyone!" Yan Long bellowed. "Now move, or I’ll kill you too!"

Tang Zhong narrowed his eyes, his intent to kill boiling to the surface. He was about to act.

But just then, an elder figure stepped forward from the side—General Peng Yuan. He naturally stood by Tang Zhong’s side. "Yan Long of the Yan Family, this old man is standing right here, and yet you dare speak of killing someone? You’re far too insolent to act as though I don’t exist!"

At this moment, Peng Yuan’s eyes were icy cold, radiating the undeniable authority of someone in a position of power. This bearing of his softened only when he was among the people of the Dragon Group.

The moment General Peng Yuan appeared, he instantly drew everyone’s attention.

While Xuanguan Sea was home to countless talents and powerful families, General Peng Yuan’s reputation was legendary here. Everyone knew of this elder general from the Dragon Group, notorious for his fierce loyalty to his allies. Inevitably, they surmised that the young man must be under the protection of this elder general.

Upon seeing General Peng Yuan, Yan Long furrowed his brows momentarily before bowing respectfully. "I didn’t know the general was here. My apologies. I lost my temper after being ambushed and struck down. General, as you must have witnessed, this man attacked me without provocation. A man of virtue cannot let such dishonorable behavior slide."

Ambushed?

General Peng Yuan was disinclined to waste words. With an icy demeanor, he replied, "And what exactly do you intend to do? Yan Long, do not think that having the Yan Family behind you gives you license to act so arrogantly. Do you truly believe that the Divine Dragon General would stoop to ambushing you?"

The moment he said this, the entire crowd was stunned.

Divine Dragon General—a titled general.

Now that the words "Divine Dragon General" had been spoken by General Peng Yuan himself, all eyes in the crowd instinctively turned to Tang Zhong. Could it be that this man was the Divine Dragon General?

Today, at the Martial World Hall, wasn’t it the Divine Dragon General who was to be officially conferred his title?

Even Yan Long couldn’t believe what Peng Yuan was implying. He pointed at Tang Zhong and asked, "You’re saying... he is the Divine Dragon General?"

"Do you think I, an old man, would lie to you?" Peng Yuan replied.

Hearing these words, Yan Long clenched his fists even tighter. He never could have imagined that his opponent was actually about to be conferred the title of Divine Dragon General. Rumor had it that this young man was also a martial artist who had achieved numerous glorious feats.

Even though Yan Long didn’t know the details of these achievements, as a member of the Yan Family, he had long ceased to care about what others accomplished. To him, the accomplishments of outsiders meant nothing.

But now, Yan Long realized he couldn’t cross this man, no matter how much he wanted to. Yet, after being beaten, he refused to swallow his rage.

He was a proud member of the Yan Family!

Yan Long turned to Tang Zhong, his voice cold. "So, you’re the Divine Dragon General. My apologies!"

Although the words seemed polite, they carried an unmistakable undertone of malice.

Tang Zhong had no intention of replying to Yan Long. If Yan Long had dared make a move earlier, Tang Zhong would have killed him without hesitation on the spot. Tang Zhong was not one to suffer repeated provocations.

General Peng Yuan had stressed the importance of the Divine Dragon General title this time, so Tang Zhong naturally needed to exercise restraint.

Yan Long cast another venomous glare at Tang Zhong, suppressing his fury. Recalling how Tang Zhong earlier had intervened on behalf of Vermilion Bird, Yan Long couldn’t help but entertain certain assumptions. Were they possibly lovers? With that thought, he approached Vermilion Bird and said with a smile, "Cousin, there’s something I need to inform you. Our Yan Family has already arranged a marriage alliance with the Ye Family’s Ye Jingyu to strengthen our mutual ties. As you know, we don’t have many women left in the family, so the elders have decided—you’ll be marrying Ye Jingyu. Start preparing yourself."

"I will not marry him!" Vermilion Bird’s face darkened instantly upon hearing this.

"Oh, I knew you’d say that," Yan Long said with a smirk. "So let me inform you—the marriage agreement was personally arranged by Grandfather. Which means, you have no choice in the matter!"