Chapter 61: Molang Mercenary Group, Jiang Zitang

"Master, my subordinates have found out that this is the totem of the Molang Mercenary Group."

In the palace of Flying Shenzhou, Li Ningshuang reported respectfully.

"Well done."

Li Guanhai nodded lightly, and then said: "You don't need to call yourself a subordinate in front of me."

"Yes, Master."

Li Ningshuang looked calm on the surface, but she was very happy and happy in her heart.

Li Guanhai stood up from the throne and said with a smile: "Let's go, follow me to the Molang Mercenary Group."

Li Ningshuang immediately ordered to go down, and within a moment he had summoned all his followers and Qingqi Guards.

A group of people, headed by Li Guanhai, left the Flying Shenzhou and entered Changhong City.

All the monks cast curious glances, wondering whether this young master of Yunweisi, who was famous in the upper world, could not rest anymore and wanted to go shopping in the city?

...

At the same time, Mo Lang Mercenary Group.

"What are you talking about! The life cards of Wei Xiandi and the other brothers are all broken?"

Sitting on the black stone covered with tiger skin, a middle-aged man with a rough appearance and a strong body stood up from the table, his heart plummeting to the bottom.

"What about Zitang? Could it be that... her life card is also broken?"

The middle-aged man asked with a trembling voice, his eyes fixed on the mercenary below, for fear that he would nod.

The mercenary shook his head hurriedly and said, "No, no, no, Miss Zitang's life card is not broken."

"Phew, that's good."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell.

He is the leader of the Mo Lang mercenary group, named Jiang Guangpeng.

And the Zitang he was talking about was his most beloved legitimate daughter, Jiang Zitang.

He went out on business, and when he came back, he heard that his precious daughter had joined the expedition team and went deep into the Shiwan Mountains. She has not returned yet.

After hearing the news, Jiang Guangpeng was so angry that he secretly thought that when the girl came back, he would teach her a lesson so that she would have a better memory.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains are full of dangers and extremely dangerous. Even a monk at the level of Xuan Shuai may die in despair if he enters it.

Jiang Zitang only had the initial level of cultivation of a mysterious general, and yet he dared to rush in recklessly. This was not much different from committing suicide.

This girl has been a restless master since she was a child. Not only is she not as quiet and dignified as other girls, she prefers to cause trouble.

Jiang Guangpeng was also very helpless about this. He had tried hard and soft methods over the years, but to no avail.

"Tell me to go down, gather the troops, and follow me into Shiwanda Mountain to rescue people."

Jiang Guangpeng gave the order, and the mercenary nodded repeatedly and was about to withdraw to gather men.

At this moment, a young girl's clear voice sounded outside the meeting hall, "Dad, I'm back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zitang ran quickly into the hall, threw himself into Jiang Guangpeng's arms, and burst into tears.

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Jiang Guangpeng swallowed the blame on his lips.

He gently stroked his daughter's head and comforted her softly: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid. Everything has passed. Dad is here, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

While I was comforting him, I saw another person walking into the hall. It was a handsome-looking young man with no expression on his face.

Jiang Guangpeng recognized him at a glance. He was the follower adopted by his daughter, and he had always been inconspicuous.

After Jiang Zitang was sad, he left his father's arms, his pretty little face crying.

Seeing that her mood was stable, Jiang Guangpeng pulled her to a chair and sat down, and asked softly: "Zitang, what happened?"

Jiang Zitang's eyes were red, and he choked up and recounted what happened in Shiwanda Mountain.

"The monster covered with white hair should be a wolf monster. This kind of monster is extremely fierce. It's a miracle that you can escape from its mouth."

Jiang Guangpeng said while listening.

And when he heard that Fang Yu easily killed the white-haired monster with just one person's strength, a look of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.

The eyes that looked at the handsome young man were full of astonishment and shock.

"Zitang, are you telling the truth? Did he really kill the wolf monster by himself?"

Jiang Guangpeng frowned and asked, still a little unbelievable.

Jiang Zitang nodded and said, "It's true, and it only used one move."

Hearing this, Jiang Guangpeng's expression became extremely cautious, and even the way he looked at Fang Yu changed.

Just when he was about to ask, a mercenary ran in in a panic. His feet were hit by the threshold and rolled all the way to Jiang Guangpeng's feet.

"What kind of panic is this? What a shame!"

Jiang Guangpeng frowned, feeling slightly annoyed.

The mercenary got up clumsily, panting like an ox, and stuttered: "Captain, he's here, he's here."

"Whoever is here, please speak clearly to me. If you talk nonsense again, I will cut off your tongue!"

Jiang Guangpeng's eyes widened, showing his ferocious power.

"No, no, don't cut your tongue." The mercenary was so frightened that he covered his mouth and then said, "It's Guan... Young Master Guanhai is here."

"Fuck you, what kind of person is Young Master Guanhai? Why would you come to a place as unworthy as mine!"

Jiang Guangpeng was furious and kicked the mercenary to the ground.

However, just when he was about to add a few more touches, a clear and ethereal voice came into the hall.

"This is not an unfashionable place. Commander Jiang is really underestimating himself when he says that."

Everyone was stunned and turned around to look.

A young man in a white shirt, with stunning features and a layer of silver light all over his body, walked in.

Behind him were more than 20 followers with extremely terrifying auras. Except for the enchanting woman who followed him into the hall, the rest were waiting outside the hall.

Jiang Guangpeng was stunned when he saw the newcomer. His brain stopped working for a moment, and he stood there in a daze, as if petrified.

Jiang Zitang on the side was also stunned, staring at the young man who looked like a fallen immortal, and even forgot to breathe.

Fang Yu on the other side frowned slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long while, Jiang Guangpeng finally came back to his senses, and his legs softened. He bowed his head.

"I am... Jiang Guangpeng, the leader of the Molang Mercenary Group, and I pay my respects to the young master Guanhai."

After paying his respects, he winked at his daughter who was still staring at Li Guanhai.

"Ah? Oh!"

Jiang Zitang suddenly came back to her senses, her pretty face turned red, she pulled up her skirt with both hands and was about to bow.

"I am not the emperor, and you are not my subjects, why do you have to do this?"

Li Guanhai smiled slightly, and a breeze came out of his sleeves, holding Jiang Zitang and Jiang Guangpeng up.

Jiang Guangpeng was surprised and happy, and hurriedly invited Li Guanhai to the seat of honor and served tea in person.

When doing these things, he was always in a humble posture, and his words and deeds were full of flattery.

Jiang Zitang felt a little uncomfortable and unbearable when she saw her usually majestic father being so humble.

But she knew in her heart that in this world, the strong are respected, and if the weak do not show weakness and flattery, they will only be trampled and destroyed.

But Jiang Zitang did not blame Li Guanhai for this, on the contrary, she was very grateful to him.

Because he never acted arrogant or domineering from beginning to end, but was humble and easy-going, gentle as jade, without any airs.

The young master of the Yunwei Division is so humble and polite, those arrogant children of noble families should be ashamed of this.