The Human Emperor (200-400)

C303: Hung On a Flagpole!

Looking at the fiery-eyed Tongluo youths, Wang Chong sneered.

He was willing to even speak up about a matter as dangerous as the regional commander incident, so how could he possibly fear their threats?

To attempt to threaten Wang Chong was a joke in and of itself!

Furthermore, after the regional commander incident, if Wang Chong didn't make a stern warning out of these Tongluo youths, such a matter would only happen again and again.

"I'll be taking Abutong with me! If you dare to pursue me, be prepared to suffer the consequences." With a firm grip on Abutong, Wang Chong lifted the latter up.

"Zhuang Zhengping and Chi Weisi, take Chen Burang along with us. We'll be heading to the Deflecting Blade Manor!"

Saying so, Wang Chong turned around and left.

There were some mutterings in the perimeter of the area already, and it seemed like the instructors of Kunwu Training Camp were currently rushing to the area. Needless to say, someone must have informed them.

Abutong had intended to lay a trap for Wang Chong, but it turned against him instead. They had intentionally diverted all of the instructors away from the main peak previously, and to call them back only at this moment... was too late!

Abutong himself doesn't wield so much influence as to interfere in the affairs of Kunwu Training Camp. Without a doubt, King Qi is involved in this matter as well!, Wang Chong thought as a figure surfaced in his mind… Zheng Xuan!

Wang Chong vaguely recalled that the King Qi's faction which Deng Mingxin was under was headed by a recruit in Kunwu Training Camp known as Zheng Xuan.

Wang Chong didn't believe that Zheng Xuan would neglect such a good opportunity to deal with him.

Wang Chong soon departed with Abutong.

With the unconscious Abutong hidden in the group, not even the instructors outside could tell that anything was amiss.

Besides, the instructors of Kunwu Training Camp were plagued with many duties. They weren't so free as to interfere in everything they saw.

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"Damn it!"

A while after Wang Chong left, Zheng Xuan and a few instructors finally arrived at the scene. Seeing the empty main hall, Zheng Xuan's face darkened.

He had never expected Wang Chong to be able to defeat Abutong.

His plan had failed utterly!

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After an unknown period of time, Abutong was woken up by a cold breeze around him. Opening his eyes, he realized that he was a few dozen meters away from the ground, and a strong mountain wind was battering his body.

"Bastard! You bastard! I will never forgive you!"

As soon as Abutong came to, he immediately began struggling with all his might.

"Wang Chong, I swear I will kill you!..." a furious voice resounded clearly across the area.

"Abutong, if I am you, I would choose to remain silent so as to avoid attracting the recruits of the entire training camp over."

At this moment, a leisurely voice sounded beneath him. Along with eight other people, Wang Chong sat at a table beneath the pole, calmly sipping on a cup of tea.

"... though I guess you might not care about it anymore since all of your Tongluo subordinates have already seen your state!"

In midair, Abutong suddenly shuddered in fear. Gazing downward, he saw a majestic manor, and below the manor, at the halfway mark of the mountain, he saw Huorja and the other Tongluo youths looking in his direction in agitation, fury, and peculiarity.