Disposition

Chapter Twenty: Dealing with Them

Rook never imagined he'd make such a rookie mistake. Now, there was no way to talk his way out of it. What should he do? Rook's mind raced.

Just then, Siri spoke, "Kid, don't waste your energy. Just confess honestly! Otherwise, hmph..."

Rook's eyes flickered, and then he said calmly, "Everyone, we truly stumbled into your village by accident. As for our purpose, I'm very sorry, but I have orders from above, so please forgive me for not being able to disclose it!"

Upon hearing this, Old Ent exchanged a look with Siri. It was just as they suspected. However, what exactly was this "above" they spoke of? Both felt the situation was more complicated than it seemed.

Old Ent took a step forward, and the immense pressure once again enveloped Rook, making his legs feel like they were cast in lead and his breathing incredibly difficult.

"Se... Senior, please... please stop!" Rook said with difficulty. Hearing this, Old Ent slowly dispersed the pressure.

Old Ent looked at Rook calmly and said, "Oh? What is it? Are you willing to talk now?"

Rook's lips twitched uncontrollably. After a long pause, he cupped his hands towards Old Ent and said, "Senior, it's not that we don't want to speak. We are merely following orders and do not wish to cause you any trouble. If we fail to return and report, our Master will surely come in person. After all, that thing caused quite a stir on the continent back then!" As he spoke, Rook's words carried a subtle hint of a threat.

Hearing Rook's words, Old Ent narrowed his eyes slightly, gazed deeply at Rook, and slowly said, "Oh? Are you threatening me? Then what is this 'thing' you speak of?" As he spoke, his eyes suddenly turned sharp.

Seeing this, Rook quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I have no intention of threatening you. I just don't want any unnecessary misunderstandings. As for that 'thing'..."

Rook hesitated. Logically, that "thing" wasn't much of a secret; many people on the continent probably knew about it. They had only come to investigate this time, not expecting much.

After thinking for a long time, Rook gritted his teeth and said, "Since Senior wants to know, I'll tell you. It's not a secret anyway."

Seeing this, Old Ent exchanged a look with Siri, both revealing curiosity in their eyes. Chen Yun, standing nearby, also desperately wanted to know what this "thing" the leader of the black-clothed men was referring to.

Rook composed himself and said with a look of shock, "It's the dragon's roar from over a month ago!" He seemed to recall something and continued, "It was from the direction of this forest. Since you are closer, you must know something, right?" He looked at Old Ent with a questioning expression.

Upon hearing this, Old Ent's expression changed slightly. He never expected that Chen Yun's transformation that day would cause such a commotion.

Siri also looked grave. He glanced at Chen Yun, who looked stunned, then swept his gaze over the surrounding villagers and said calmly, "Everyone, go back. There's nothing for you here anymore!"

Although the villagers seemed reluctant to leave, they dared not say anything due to Siri's authority and gradually dispersed.

After the villagers had all left, Siri turned his gaze back to Old Ent. Both saw the worry and gravity in each other's eyes. Rook, seeing their expressions, immediately understood they knew something and eagerly asked, "What exactly did you see?"

Old Ent's eyes flickered, and he shook his head slightly. He glanced at Rook and said, "We don't know. That's right, we heard the sound, but we didn't find anything!"

Seeing this, Rook understood that Old Ent knew something but was unwilling to tell him. He didn't press further, not wanting to provoke these people, especially since they were on their territory.

He would report back to his Master that such a remote place had a village, and more importantly, such powerful individuals. Judging by their expressions, they definitely knew something about the dragon's roar, which would surely interest his Master!

Rook's mind was calculating rapidly. Thinking about the humiliation he had just suffered, he felt a surge of anger and secretly glanced at Old Ent with a hint of resentment.

"Senior, it's fine if you don't know. We'll take our leave and report back. We apologize for any disturbance. Farewell!" With that, he waved to his subordinates and walked towards the village exit.

But after only a few steps, a faint voice came from behind, "Wait! Is this a place you can come and go as you please?"

Rook, who was in front, stopped in his tracks. His expression was uncertain, but when he turned around, a smile was on his face, albeit a very forced one.

Rook cupped his hands towards Old Ent and replied evasively, "Senior, do you have any other instructions?"

Old Ent said calmly, "Originally, I didn't intend to do anything. However, you have learned things you shouldn't have. If we let you go, our village will never have peace."

Rook's expression changed slightly. He could tell from Old Ent's words that he intended to attack them. However, he still held onto a sliver of hope and looked at Old Ent, saying, "Senior, we promise not to reveal your existence to anyone. We just stumbled in here accidentally. We heard nothing and saw nothing just now. Furthermore, if we don't return, our Master will surely know, and then, perhaps...!"

A hint of mockery flashed across Old Ent's face. He looked at them coldly and said, "Hmph! I don't care about your so-called Master. All I know is that only the dead can keep a secret!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure shot towards Rook like lightning. Siri, behind him, charged towards the group of black-clothed subordinates.

Rook watched the rapidly approaching figure, his pupils constricting, his eyes filled with terror. But accustomed to walking on the edge of life and death, he didn't just wait to die. With a roar, he channeled all his power, raised the War Hammer in his hand, and charged towards Old Ent.

Seeing this, Old Ent smiled faintly and met the incoming War Hammer with a simple, unadorned punch, completely disregarding it.

With a resounding crash, Rook was sent flying backward. A powerful force spread rapidly through his body along the War Hammer, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Old Ent, however, took a few steps back, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Looking at the drop of blood on his fist, Old Ent mused, This person's strength is indeed extraordinary, several times stronger than an ordinary peak War Emperor. He's almost halfway to the Emperor level. If I weren't cultivating my Physical Body so powerfully, I might not have been able to suppress him so easily.

"Grandpa, are you alright?" Chen Yun quickly rushed forward, looking at Old Ent's injured fist with concern.

Old Ent smiled faintly and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing, just a superficial wound. Hehe, it's been so many years since I last fought. Little Chen, you go help too. With your strength, I believe no one except those few Sect Masters can pose a threat to you. This is also a rare training opportunity!"

Chen Yun nodded resolutely and then quickly rushed towards the group of black-clothed men. A black-clothed subordinate with Fourth Order strength saw Chen Yun charging at him and was startled. But upon seeing that it was just a child, he breathed a sigh of relief and then a sinister smile appeared on his face as he raised his War Hammer to meet Chen Yun.

But what happened next left him dumbfounded. A bare fist smashed directly into his War Hammer, and an irresistible force surged towards him. A muffled groan escaped his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He stared with wide eyes, full of disbelief, at the undamaged hand. Is this even human?

But the incoming gust of wind gave him no time to think. A foot stomped heavily on his face, and with a loud bang, he was gone.

The entire process happened in an instant, and many didn't even react. Old Ent, seeing this, nodded with satisfaction. It seems my training hasn't been in vain. Chen Yun's attack was fluid and seamless, giving the enemy no chance to breathe, which greatly pleased Old Ent.

As for Rook, his shock was beyond words. First, this monstrous old man had sent him flying with his bare hands, and his War Hammer had a deep fist indentation. Then, one of his subordinates, a Fourth Order Fighter, was instantly killed by a six or seven-year-old child without any resistance. Was this child already at the peak of Fourth Order or even Fifth Order? That was too terrifying.

Thinking this, Rook shook his head fiercely. Siri also witnessed this and was equally shocked. Is this the terrifying power of a Dragon Blood Warrior? My grandson, Wright, seems so inferior in comparison.

Although Wright had reached the peak of Fourth Order, or even close to Fifth Order, Siri had a feeling that if they fought, Wright wouldn't last long. Even with Berserk, he wouldn't be able to defeat Chen Yun, especially since Chen Yun hadn't transformed just now.

With this thought, Siri shook his head and sighed that Old Ent had found a treasure in his grandson.

In reality, it was impossible for Chen Yun to so easily kill a Fourth Order Fighter. It was because the black-clothed man had underestimated him from the start. And then, what happened next had shocked him so much that he couldn't recover, allowing Chen Yun to seize the opportunity and kill him.

Chen Yun also felt uneasy. After all, it was his first time killing someone, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. But he quickly suppressed it. He had killed plenty of Fierce Beasts during training. Although killing a person was different from killing a beast, he still recovered in a short period.

He knew that to become a strong person, killing was unavoidable. "One general's success is built on ten thousand bones!" That was the truth of it, wasn't it?

Just then, over a dozen powerful auras rushed rapidly from within the village towards them, plunging the already severely injured Rook into despair. He could sense two Emperor-level auras among them.