Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 666 - 265: If I Don’t Do It, Who Will? (End of Volume) (Thanks to the Sect Leader Wu Mian Xiao Xiao Sheng)_2

"Even if it were Lord Yuchi, dealing with such a power would not be an easy task, let alone from afar."

Yuchi Jie pursed his lips and did not deny it; suddenly he spoke fiercely:

"Even so, we'll make them bleed heavily once!"

Wang Anfeng laughed, saying:

"We shall see."

Although almost everyone was injured, fortunately, no one was severely hurt. Taishu Jian half-knelt on the ground, raising his hand to touch the sword marks on the ground, feeling the piercing pain so clearly marked on them that he almost couldn't help the tears from flowing freely.

By this time, Wang Anfeng had mostly recovered. Yuchi Jie let go of him and walked over to the veteran servant, heavily patting the household guard on the shoulder while laughing:

"Not bad at all, old Lu!"

"After we get back, I'll have a good talk with the old man. With you being such a great master, you certainly should get another raise, right? And then, how about I ask for a couple of pretty girls for you to marry? Say, old Lu, have you set your eyes on any girl? I'll round up some people once I'm back and snatch her for you!"

Old Lu's temples twitched slightly, his face expressionless.

Lv Baiping sneered, her right hand clutching the longsword feeling slightly itchy.

Gong Yu's eyes were lightly closed as he lifted his hand and pointed out, a chill and solitary finger stood out, bearing a three-part semblance to the Sword Intent of the Heavenly Mountain Sword, and extremely pure at that.

Although they had just survived a melee, they all tacitly avoided talking about the things and secrets hidden behind this incident. Hong Luoyu folded his arms, leaning against the trunk of a tree, seemingly lost in thought.

Wang Anfeng smiled at his friends, then bent down gently, picking up the Wooden Sword and Sword Belt that had fallen to the ground during the fight and strapping them back on. He looked at Hong Luoyu and spoke softly:

"Master Hong, I leave everyone in your care."

The surrounding people fell silent in an instant. Hong Luoyu narrowed his eyes, looking at Wang Anfeng, and spoke slowly: "What do you intend to do, Anfeng?"

Wang Anfeng smiled as usual, saying:

"I must retrieve something."

Gong Yu frowned slightly, saying, "I will accompany you."

Wang Anfeng waved his hand, "No need, Miss Gong Yu. I can retrieve this item by myself, and after that, I'll catch up with you. My qinggong is not so bad."

Gong Yu and Yuchi Jie still wanted to say something, but Hong Luoyu had already raised his hand, looking at Wang Anfeng, and spoke slowly: "Come here."

"I ask the others to step back and give Anfeng and me some time to talk."

His tone didn't change, but his aura suddenly shifted dramatically. Yuchi Jie found it a little difficult to breathe and couldn't bring himself to object. Looking at Hong Luoyu now standing with his hands behind his back evoked a faint fear in him.

It was as if he had become another person.

Once Gong Yu and the others moved aside, only Wang Anfeng and Hong Luoyu were left. Hong Luoyu looked at him indifferently, and Wang Anfeng bowed slightly, calmly saying:

"Mr. Ying..."

The Scholar in green robes who forcibly pulled Luoyu's consciousness out of the mechanism spoke indifferently:

"I know what you want to do."

"But you must know that once you take this step, there's no turning back. You will have to bear what you shouldn't have to bear. These death traps, I could have shielded you from them, but if you go yourself..."

"Nobody can help you, and the dangers ahead will only increase."

"Even so, do you still want to go?"

Wang Anfeng looked up at the Scholar in green occupying the mechanism, saying softly:

"If I don't go, who else can?"

"Please, take good care of Miss Gong Yu and Yuchi for me, Mr. Ying."

Mr. Ying looked at him, his eyes narrowing, and said:

"Ride a horse there, and use the journey to restore your Inner Strength."

"This horse was prepared for you by Hong Luoyu these past few days."

Wang Anfeng's complexion turned slightly pale as he suddenly heard a high-pitched neigh like a dragon's roar and instinctively turned to look.

From beyond the mountain, a Green-Maned Horse raced swiftly toward him like a streak of light, its mane fluttering, and beneath it were scales instead of typical horsehair. Its eyes were not the usual black but a pair of golden vertical pupils, similar to those of dragons and serpents, and its whole body radiated an aura of a wild and ferocious beast.