Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
You Batian was not a fool. He did want to fight Family Head Zhu for the seat of the top patrician family in Wengka City, but he absolutely would not allow his own clan to be
put in danger.
“Who exactly are you?” You Batian questioned solemnly.
“You can call me Brother Gou.” That effeminate voice let out a shrill chuckle.
You Batian creased his brows at this.
This person could sneak into his master bedroom without alerting anyone. From this, it was evident that those guards of the You Clan were nothing to him. His cultivation
was naturally much higher than anyone in the You Clan.
You Batian did not want to become enemies with such a mysterious person, at least not right now.
From the Zhu Clan’s attitude, they were definitely going to declare war on them. With such a strong enemy at bay, Family Head You did not want to provoke a mysterious
enemy, as well.
Hence, he eased his expression and deferentially greeted, “Brother Gou.”
“Why has Brother Gou come to visit so late at night?”
Asmall and exquisite brocade box suddenly landed in Family Head You’s hands. “Tomorrow, have your clan’s most outstanding member challenge the arena king stage.”
You Batian couldn’t help but give a bitter laugh at this. “That will probably be very difficult. The present arena king is a rich person through and through. She has detonated
around ten handfuls of spiritual weapons in these twenty or so days.”
However, Brother Gou simply sniggered sinisterly. “What do you think is in this box I gave you?”
“This is a pill that can instantly triple a person’s strength.”
“What?”
“You only need to send out a disciple with spiritual cultivation. Think about it, what would happen if a level-four spiritual cultivator’s strength triples?”
You Batian sucked in a deep breath.
“Brother Gou has enmity with that young arena king?”
Brother Gou didn’t even bat his eyelids at this question. He merely stated, “You need not bother about this. Anyways, you are responsible for killing this person for me.”
“Okay.” You Batian was also delighted.
He was also eager to kill this little divine doctor. In that way, hell knows if that only heir of the Zhu Clan would become ill again without the divine doctor’s treatment.
As long as that only heir of the Zhu Clan stayed a chronic invalid, Family Head Zhu naturally had to divide his attention to take care of him. Therefore, the You Clan would be
able to absorb the Zhu Clan sooner or later.
“However, Your Excellency.” Family Head You explained embarrassingly, “My eldest son has been held up by some matters and has yet to return to the clan. He will
probably take another five to six days. Could Your Excellency extend the time by these several days?”
Brother Gou knitted his brows. “You’re certain he can make it by the end of this arena king competition?”
“lam certain.” You Batian nodded with a smile, “There are still eight days before the battle arena tournament will end. My eldest son You Hui will definitely make it back in
time! It would be better to let that young arena king stay up in the clouds for now. When the competition is about to end, my son will then chase that girl who is unaware of
the immensity of heaven and earth from the stage!”
“This feeling of plummeting down to the mud from the clouds must be extremely wonderful.”
“Hahahaha.” Brother Gou nodded with a shrill laugh, “You are right. Then I will leave this matter all to you!”
“Yes.” You Batian also licked his lips in excitement.
In the end, You Batian couldn’t resist laughing out loud when he thought of how he could soon vent his frustration from the past few days.
Ha, how many days more did you think you could stay as the arena king, you Qiao lass?
“So that things go without a hitch, I will give your son another item that will ensure certain victory. Come with me.”.
