Chapter 80

"Jail Warden Chick, you must take charge of this matter and give us an explanation!"

One of the masters from the ninety-nine martial arts schools in Luoyang stood up, his voice filled with anger: "These people from Donghuang are simply too much! Out of nowhere, they suddenly barged into our training grounds, demanding that all the disciples come out to be inspected by them. When anyone slightly resisted, they pounced and started a fight. Not only did they injure people, but they also wrecked our training grounds. Damn, what do these dead Donghuang bastards think they are?"

"Exactly, exactly." Another master from the ninety-nine schools stood up, his face flushed with anger: "These damned colonial dogs are too arrogant. They wanted to inspect, fine, our training grounds don't have many disciples, and they were all together, so we let them see. No big deal. But we never expected that after they saw our disciples, they insisted that there were still some hidden and not shown to them, and started another fight. What is this? Clearly, they are just looking for trouble!"

The third master from the ninety-nine schools, with a bruised nose and swollen face, his arm wrapped in bandages, shakily stood up, his voice hoarse: "These damned Donghuang bastards couldn't find any faults in our training grounds. So they used the excuse of martial arts exchanges to challenge us. Fine, challenge us. If we lose fairly, I have no complaints. But these damned colonial dogs used despicable and shameless tricks to ambush me! Spit! I will never admit defeat even if I die!"

The fourth master from the ninety-nine schools loudly said: "Jail Warden Chick, we are here today to give you face. What do you say about this matter? Hmph, these Donghuang colonial dogs, relying on the Empress's backing, have been swaggering around in Zhonghuan, deceiving and threatening people, extorting benefits. From fraudulent letters to pyramid schemes, to black-hearted gutter oil and medicinal water-soaked chicken feet, all these are their doing. Many people in Zhonghuan have been ruined because of them. We've had enough of this! If you don't give us an explanation today, hmpf, we'll give you one!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other dozens of masters from the ninety-nine schools began to clamor and shout in agreement. It was clear that they either had suffered similar ambushes in martial arts competitions or were just full of anger. They all resonated with the previous speakers. For a moment, the large training ground was filled with noise, like a bustling market.

Xiao Ji felt a throbbing pain in his temples. He rubbed his forehead in distress and roared at the ninety-nine schools: "Shut up, shut up, what's there to shout about? All of you, shut your mouths! I called you here to give you an explanation. Who dares to shout again is not giving me face. I'll lock them in a small black room and let them reflect for ten to fifteen days."

Jail Warden Xiao Ji, the Southern Duke, was notorious for his ferocity. Mentioning his name in Luoyang could make children cry at night. Under his authority, the masters of the ninety-nine schools indeed dared not continue to cause a commotion.

Seeing that the situation was temporarily under control, Xiao Ji sighed inwardly and turned to the Donghuang side, asking: "Hey, what do you have to say about this?"

Among the Donghuang people, originally, the highest-ranking were Prince Jin Yu, Huangfu Yu, and Prince Jin Lin, Sima Tianxia. If there were any matters, they should naturally be the ones to speak. But at this moment, they both looked down at their noses, not saying a word, like two wooden puppets. Only the Donghuang son, who went by the name Chen Suibian, and Qian Dou Wushi Zhen, who sat in a wheelchair, stepped forward to respond.

The Donghuang son dispelled the black mist that protected him, revealing his true appearance. He was about thirty years old, with a refined and scholarly appearance, and wore glasses on his nose.

It was said that glasses were invented by the overseas country of Ying Jixiang to correct vision. However, most of the people of the Great Hao Dynasty had practiced some basic martial arts, so they all had sharp senses and didn't need glasses. Therefore, this thing was more of a decoration than a vision aid.

The Donghuang son habitually raised his hand to adjust his glasses. The reflection on the lens merged with the disdain and contempt in his eyes. He said proudly: "Baldy, are you asking me? Fine, I'll say three things.

One: We, the people of Donghuang, were invited by you, Zhonghuan, to attend the Empress's birthday banquet. That means we are guests. You, Zhonghuan, have the responsibility and obligation to serve us guests as well as possible, to make us feel at home. If we feel unhappy, you will damage Zhonghuan's image, and all the countries in the world will be dissatisfied. Any political incidents that arise will be your responsibility.

Two: Our First-Class Marquis Jiuben and Tiger Shark Marquis Wen Dahu, two important figures, were either murdered or went missing on your Zhonghuan territory. This is a serious political event. Finding the murderer is your duty. But you kept making excuses, unwilling to act, deliberately delaying. This is undoubtedly serious dereliction of duty. Since you are unwilling to act, what's wrong with us, the people of Donghuang, investigating on our own?

Three: The murderer of the First-Class Marquis and Tiger Shark Marquis is one of your Zhonghuan martial artists. To find the murderer, we naturally need to test your true skills through individual matches. Heh, but it's really disappointing. You, the people of a strong country, always boast about how strong you are. But once we fight, you all reveal your true colors, all weak, useless, and trash! With such skills, why even set up a school, teach disciples, and establish a sect? It's a complete absurdity and a laughingstock."

"Chen Suibian, you're talking nonsense!" One of the masters from the ninety-nine schools was furious and roared without waiting for Xiao Ji to speak: "You, this colonial dog who forgets your ancestors, don't know where you learned these evil and twisted tricks. You use underhanded and deceitful moves, and even if you win, are you really something great? Bullshit! If you have the guts, don't use those tricks, fight me fair and square, and I'll cut off my head and let you kick it as a ball!"

The Donghuang son coldly laughed and habitually adjusted his glasses, saying proudly: "My friend, I need to correct your mistaken views. First, we, the people of Donghuang, are a different race from you, Zhonghuan. The ancestors of Donghuang are not the ancestors of Zhonghuan. So, please take back your talk about forgetting your ancestors.

Second, the martial arts I practice are called the Dark Dragon Emperor Way. I created this new martial art by combining the native martial arts of Donghuang, Ryukyu Way, with the strongest martial art from the overseas country of Ai Wei, the Jiateng Eagle Finger. After ten years of hard work, it is the most orthodox. It has nothing to do with any evil or twisted methods. If you are not as skilled, then you are not as skilled. Making excuses only exposes your cowardice and incompetence."

Furthermore, practical combat has proven that the Dark Dragon Emperor Way is the strongest martial art in the world. In the world of martial arts, the strong prey on the weak, and the victor is king. Now, it has been proven that the Dark Dragon Emperor Way is at least ten thousand times stronger than your country bumpkin's farming techniques. Therefore, from the perspective of martial arts cultivation, I believe that from now on, only the Dark Dragon Emperor Way should exist in Luoyang. This is the right way."

"Arrogant!" "Nonsense!" "Never seen such arrogance!" "Too arrogant, too outrageous!" "Who do you think you are?" "Utter nonsense!" "Betraying your ancestors, a heinous crime!"

A single word stirred a thousand waves. In an instant, the noise on the training ground increased several times. The masters of the ninety-nine schools were all indignant, their faces red and necks swollen. They even ignored Xiao Ji's threat to lock them in a small black room. They