Su Hang (Sovereign Dominion's Exalted Emperor) vs. Yugong Youjing (Hundred Demons' Shura)!
Zashiki's eyes flashed crimson. "Because you are a descendant of the martial arts champion of the last dynasty of Huaxia, and the ancestral rival of the Yagyū Family."
"An opponent?" Yin Long was taken aback.
"Are you playing dumb with me?" Zashiki narrowed her eyes, looking at Tessen. "Or is it that when your elders passed down the family heirloom to you, they didn't mention this matter?"
"Family heirloom?"
Yin Long looked down at the iron fan in his hand. He had won it at a Poly Auction; the consignor was said to be a ragged old beggar. "Could this iron fan be a symbol of the descendant of a martial arts champion?"
"Otherwise what?"
"I see."
Yin Long clicked his tongue in amazement and sighed inwardly. Luckily, he had the habit of carrying an iron fan with him to show off, otherwise he would have been chopped into Zashiki by Zashiki today.
"Wait a minute, since our two families are rivals, shouldn't you be eager to kill me?"
"Of course I want to kill you immediately to avenge our Yagyū Family ancestors," Zashiki his twin swords together and letting out a cold snort. "But I need to follow two family rules before I can kill you."
What family rules?
Zashiki's eyes flashed with intense killing intent. "First, the descendant of the martial arts champion, wielding the iron fan, attacks me first with it; second, the descendant of the martial arts champion discards the iron fan, automatically relinquishing his status as the descendant of the martial arts champion!"
"Hiss~"
Yin Long gasped. No wonder Zashiki remained unmoved by his provocation earlier; he was waiting to fulfill the family rules before delivering a fatal blow. "Luckily, I'm naturally suspicious."
"But then again, as long as I don't attack him and don't abandon my status as a descendant of a martial arts champion, there's nothing he can do to me."
Yin Long put his arm around Zuo's shoulder and said with a grin, "Hey Zuo, as the saying goes, rivals on stage are friends off stage. I see you're very skilled, why don't you join me? I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury."
Zashiki glanced. "Get out!"
"Okay, bro."
Yin Long reluctantly let go, feeling foolish for his actions, and was about to leave.
"Did I say you could leave, young master?"
Yin Long rolled his eyes to the sky. "No way! You can't kill me, the descendant of a martial arts champion! What am I even doing here?"
"I can't kill you." Zashiki crouched down, his legs suddenly thrusting forward like a cheetah, leaping into the air and lightly striking Yin Long's nape with the back of his blade. "But I didn't say I couldn't lay a hand on you!"
Yin Long rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.
"Yes, young master, there was a slight accident. The Vice Captain of Sovereign Dominion I was fighting has some connection with our Yagyū Family, so it took a while."
Zashiki, carrying Yin Long on his shoulder, made a phone call, "The underground parking garage of the building, right? Yes, young master, I'll be there right away."
Yugong Tower, underground parking lot.
"Put me down, Exalted Emperor."
"OK."
Seeing Su Hang's forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, Yugong Liuli felt a pang of sympathy. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and carefully wiped away his sweat. "You must be tired."
"Good."
Su Hang opened the mini sugar-free Coke, tilted his head back, and chugged it down in one gulp. He crushed the can and tossed it into the trash can, then pressed the car key, opened the passenger door, and said, "Get in first, I'll go back."
"Go back?"
"I was really worried about Yin Long, Huyan Lan, Hu Xiao." Su Hang shoved Yugong Liuli into the car without another word. "Don't worry, I'll bring them back safely, and then we'll go home together."
After settling Yugong Liuli,
Su Hang rushed to the fire escape.
But as soon as I stepped into the dark passage, a cold, foreign object pressed against my forehead.
"Don't move."
Su Hang's pupils dilated as he slowly backed away.
From the pitch-black passage, a figure clad in red robes and a sword emerged, brandishing a revolver. "My bamboo sword cleaved your spleen in half. You should have died from blood loss. Are you a human or a ghost Exalted Emperor?"
"Whether I'm a human or a ghost depends on whether you fire the gun," Su Hang Yugong Youjing calmly, his expression returning to its usual placid state. "If the gun fires, I'm a ghost; if it doesn't, I'm a human."
"Let me guess what you're thinking," Yugong Youjing chuckled playfully. "You want to put on the mask, unleash your full power, and punch me to pieces, right?"
Su Hang remained silent.
"I'm sorry," Yugong Youjing said with a smirk, "But beyond seven paces, a gun is fast; within seven paces, it's accurate and fast. The moment you pull out your mask, I'll show you your own brains!"
"Pretty confident, huh?" Su Hang raised an eyebrow. "Shall we make a bet?"
Yugong Youjing was stunned. "A bet?"
Su Hang smiled slyly and said, "I bet your gun isn't loaded."
Yugong Youjing squinted. "Oh?"
Su Hang calmly replied, "If the gun fires, I'll give you a can of sugar-free Coke; if the gun doesn't fire, you'll give me a can of sugar-free Coke."
"Are you truly fearless, or just pretending?" Yugong Youjing sneered, poking Su Hang's forehead. "With just a flick of my finger, your head will be blown to bits, Exalted Emperor."
"Really?" Su Hang pulled his hand out of his coat pocket, slowly opening it. With a clanging sound, bullets scattered on the ground. "When you point a gun at the enemy, why don't you check if there are any bullets in it?"
"What?"
Yugong Youjing's pupils dilated in shock, his face filled with disbelief. When had Exalted Emperor removed the bullets from his revolver? How could he have been completely unaware!
Su Hang snatched the revolver and fired it into the air.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
Yugong Youjing's eyes widened.
Su Hang grinned and said, "Take a closer look at the bullets on the ground. Are they from your revolver?"
Yugong Youjing quickly looked down and stood there dumbfounded. The bullet was clearly an electric shock bullet from a Taser, not a live bullet from his revolver!
"You win." Su Hang pulled a small can of sugar-free cola from his pocket and tossed it to Yugong Youjing, adding insult to injury, "By the way, what you actually killed that night was a can of sugar-free cola!"
"You bastard!"
Yugong Youjing's forehead veins bulged, and he gritted his teeth. When they first met, Su Hang almost tricked him into going to a mental hospital, and when they met again, Su Hang tricked him into not believing that there were bullets in the gun.
This is an utter disgrace!
Your Highness!
"Master Youjing!"
"Young Master!"
Three urgent shouts suddenly came from inside the fire escape.
No sooner said than done, Su Hang grabbed Yugong Youjing by the neck with his right arm, swiftly pressed a revolver against his temple, and roared, "Don't move!"
"Release Your Highness!"
Xue Ji's eyes were bloodshot, her killing intent surging.
Su Hang, with a gun around Yugong Youjing's neck, threatened, "Back off, or I'll shoot your boss dead!"
The Great Tengu glared angrily. "You dare?!"
You try and see if I dare!
"You dare not fire, Exalted Emperor." Yugong Youjing, gasping for breath from the choking, sneered, "And in a little while you'll not only release me, you'll also return the revolver to me."
Su Hang coldly replied, "Are you daydreaming?"
Yugong Youjing shouted hoarsely, "Bring them out!"
The next second.
Su Hang stood there, stunned.