Threat II

"If Daozi thinks this through, the Prince has some connections with the Great Bright Teaching Alliance and can put in a good word for you. After all, you are quite innocent."

Zhang Zongxin paused, seemingly sighing for Zhang Rongfang.

"Your teacher's troubles and hatred are ultimately your responsibility. This is not fair."

Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes, remaining silent, but seemed to be moved.

"In fact, the Prince and the Teaching Alliance understand your position and are willing to separate you from your teacher to avoid being implicated," Zhang Zongxin continued.

Her true intentions were finally revealed.

"What are the conditions?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"It seems Daozi understands," Zhang Zongxin said with a smile. "To call it conditions is a bit harsh. It can only be considered a request."

"The Teaching Alliance means that they hope you will inform them when you meet with your teacher. Is it alright to just inform them?"

"What if I don't want to?" Zhang Rongfang replied.

The threat has now reached him, which clearly indicates that the Great Bright Teaching Alliance is behind King Mu Li.

The purpose of Master Yue's high-profile targeting of the Teaching Alliance is self-evident.

In other words, the Prince supported by Master Yue could not possibly be Mu Li.

"Daozi may not understand what might happen in the future. It's alright. We'll have another chance to talk about it later." Zhang Zongxin stood up with a smile.

"In that case, I shall take my leave." She bowed respectfully, then turned and left without a care in the world.

Zhang Rongfang was left alone in his seat.

'The Great Bright Teaching Alliance dares to confront Master Yue; they must have some formidable trump cards.'

Master Yue was undoubtedly Spirit General.

The fact that the Teaching Alliance has such audacity suggests that at least Worship God Great Grandmaster Sect must be in charge.

They might have other trump cards up their sleeve.

Just as he was sorting out his thoughts, Zhang Zhenhai suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

"My lord, something has happened to our men!" she said urgently, clearly indicating that this was no ordinary problem.

"What? Don't panic, calm down and talk!" Zhang Rongfang's gaze swept over him, immediately cooling down Zhang Zhenhai's emotions considerably.

"Many of our people have been arrested, and several restaurants and teahouses have been vandalized. Our garrison's best guards were no match for them."

The message said, "You must go to the Phoenix Garden Thirteenth Pavilion in person, or we will kill all the people we have captured!" Zhang Zhenhai replied quickly.

"Where are the experts from the Jade Void Palace?" Zhang Rongfang's expression turned cold as he quickly asked.

"The people from the Jade Void Palace were also lured away by them. The opponent is very strong!" Zhang Zhenhai replied.

"Where is Ran Xin Yue Xinyue?"

"I'm here!" Ran Xin Yue suddenly appeared in the room, her face grim.

"I went to track down that special envoy, but it turns out he has a grandmaster who is no less skilled than me by his side. This is very troublesome!"

"When did the title of Grandmaster become so common?" Zhang Rongfang squinted.

"If we wanted to deal with you, so many experts have already died. Sending weaker ones would just be sending them to their deaths," Ran Xin Yue said speechlessly.

"It seems the Great Bright Teaching Alliance has been pushed to the limit. Let's go see what their true nature is." Zhang Rongfang stood up.

He walked out of the reception room without stopping, took off his shirt, and lightly touched the ground with his toes.

With a whoosh, he leaped up and jumped over the walls of the Aloeswood Manor.

"Lead the way."

"Yes." Zhang Zhenhai nodded and took the lead.

Ran Xin Yue wanted to follow, but Zhang Rongfang stopped her by raising his hand.

"You help me guard the Mansion. Stay in the central command, and you can provide timely support if any problems arise."

"Okay!" Ran Xin Yue nodded quickly.

Although her mission was to protect Zhang Rongfang, knowing the truth, she knew very well that if she went with him, she probably wouldn't be able to help much.

Whether you have one more self or one less self, the effect of rushing there is not much.

It would be better to stay and defend the position to prevent anyone from coming to attack and kill us at will.

Zhang Rongfang sped along the street.

This time, Zhang Zongxin had just left when he immediately received news that his subordinates had been arrested.

Clearly, this is the answer given by the so-called King Mu Li and the Teaching Alliance.

If he refuses to cooperate, not only will his entire business be wiped out, but he himself will also face danger and trouble.

The Grandmaster of the Jade Void Palace was lured away to tell him that Jade Void Palace's power was now scattered and could not protect him.

Qingchuan City.

Zhang Rongfang darted across the rooftop in a flash, his figure barely visible to the average person.

Gradually, the blue tiles underfoot turned into yellow tiles coated with a thin layer of waterproof adhesive.

The number of people on the surrounding streets is also becoming increasingly sparse.

Zhang Rongfang followed Zhang Zhenhai and suddenly leaped to the right.

The two landed one after the other in a spacious suburban park full of Woodland.

The park has set up stone benches and tables, as well as a small pavilion with a pointed roof where elderly people play chess.

In the middle of the small lake, two wooden boats wobbled and bumped into each other as the children rowed.

Everything was peaceful and harmonious.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

His sudden appearance in the vicinity, as a martial artist, tall and strong, had already attracted the attention of everyone around.

"I'm sure, someone's coming!" Suddenly, Zhang Zhenhai looked up at the depths of the park's woods not far away.

There, a green shadow, like a roc, was rapidly approaching.

Call.

The figure used the many trees for leverage and landed lightly opposite Zhang Rongfang, where he stood still.

This was a tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed Hu Xi People.

The other person was the same height as Zhang Rongfang, almost the same.

Her short, bright blonde hair shone brilliantly in the sunlight, reflecting a considerable amount of light.

This immediately attracted the attention of those around them.

The two elderly people playing chess in the pavilion quietly put away their chess pieces, picked up their chess baskets, and hurried away into the distance.

Several fishermen on the shore dropped their fishing rods and quickly called to the children rowing boats on the lake to go home.

First Squad young men and women who were about to approach the lake retreated far away after being dissuaded by the guards, and dared not get any closer.

But this group was the most daring; they didn't leave, but just stood there, pointing and gesturing, seemingly intending to watch the show with great interest.

"People only fear what they know," the green-clad Golden-Haired Man said with a smile as he landed.

"Nice to meet you, Zhang Ying Daozi. You have a nice figure."

"You have a good figure too," Zhang Rongfang replied.

The two stood facing each other, ten meters apart. They were similar in build and strength, except for their hair color and length, as well as their clothing.

Everything else, when viewed from a distance, actually appears quite harmonious.

"I am a member of the Teaching Alliance, the East Proximity Vice Leader. You may call me Tang Hu," the Golden-Haired Man introduced himself.

"Tang Hu? East Proximity Teaching?" Zhang Rongfang frowned, having never heard of him before.

"It seems you haven't heard of it, but that's alright. You and I seem to share the same pursuit of beauty. Once you come back with me, we can have more in-depth conversations and gradually gain a deeper understanding," Tang Hu said with a smile.

"..." Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt something was off. Could this guy be...? "Alright, let's go back together. You seem very confident in yourself. But unfortunately... my confidence surpasses yours." Tang Hu slowly walked forward, approaching Zhang Rongfang.

"Where are my men?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Don't worry, they're all fine. I only have eyes for you," Tang Hu said with a smile.

Zhang Rongfang didn't reply, but he vaguely sensed that there were other people in the Lin Li behind Tang Hu! And even more experts!

Hundreds of meters away, it seemed that another gaze was looking at him.

The gaze, hundreds of meters away, fell upon him, appearing and disappearing, yet felt like needles piercing his skin, extremely fierce.

This gives me the feeling that just how many experts have come from this Teaching Alliance?! We can't rush things.

Zhang Rongfang suppressed his anger.

Tang Hu possessed an extremely strong aura. After numerous encounters with grandmasters, his Dark Light Vision allowed him to roughly gauge the strength of his opponents.

The speed of blood and qi flow, the pulse, and the clarity of the skin and flesh.

There is a huge gap between a Grandmaster and an ordinary Super Grade martial artist.

However, there is a huge gap between Super Grade and Ninth Grade martial artists, so they are relatively easy to distinguish.

At this moment, Tang Hu was definitely a grandmaster, and not just any grandmaster.

"Speaking of which, according to the intelligence I read before, all the grandmasters who caused you trouble have mysteriously disappeared," Tang Hu said with a smile. "So this time, I brought a lot of experts with me, just to see what you're capable of, and whether you can make us all disappear as well."

"Senior is joking. How could I, a mere ordinary martial artist who has just reached the Super Grade, possibly make things difficult for a Grandmaster?" Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

If the opponent were only one person, he might have attacked directly, but there were so many people around, and there was also an unknown expert hundreds of meters away.

If a fight really breaks out, are these people friends or foes? If they gang up on each other, and besides, we don't even know where the captured people are.

"Since you know your own limitations, don't resist, lest you get hurt," Tang Hu laughed.

He stopped wasting words with Zhang Rongfang and turned to look at the woods to one side.

"Els, take him away."

"Yes, Master!"

A brown-haired man with curly hair strode out of the woods in that direction.

His bare chest muscles gleamed bronze in the sunlight. He was slightly shorter than Tang Hu and carried a metal rod as thick as an arm.

Whoosh! With a single step, he rushed in front of Zhang Rongfang.

Before the metal rod even hit the ground, a strong gust of wind carrying fine sand swept in, causing Zhang Rongfang to squint.

Clang! A long knife suddenly extended from one side, precisely blocking the blow.

It's Zhang Zhenhai.

"I'll take you on!" she shouted, unleashing her fully Internal Method martial arts skills. She immediately retreated to the side and engaged the man in a fierce battle.

The two were evenly matched, their strengths nearly equal, and the fight was so intense that it was impossible to determine a clear winner.

"It's in my way, I'll have to do it myself," Tang Hu sighed.

He looked at Zhang Rongfang.

"You'd better just surrender. I really don't want to hurt your lovely muscles with my own hands."

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Is this person crazy?!

Zhang Rongfang felt a chill run down his spine.

"Your expression is very resistant, which I can understand. Many times, people always feel that they can resist. But fate is always cruel," Tang Hu said, spreading his hands.

"And now, the one who decides your fate is me. I am fate itself. And you, you actually dare to defy fate."

He approached step by step.

"How foolish." He brought his face closer to Zhang Rongfang. "Of course. If you're willing to give me a kiss on the cheek, I'll consider going easy on you."

"After all, I'm growing more and more fond of you," he said, a gentle, warm smile spreading across his face. "You're my little... darling~~"

Boom!!!

In an instant, a ring of explosive energy slowly detonated between the two.

Zhang Rongfang's right hand shot out, and a terrifying force landed heavily on Tang Hu's chest.

He arched his body for a moment, then flew backward like a cannonball, crashing through tree roots and trees, rolling to the ground, and dragging a deep ditch more than ten meters long before coming to a stop.

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