Chapter 786: Chapter 237: Gugela’s Love for Shi Feiyang—A Life-and-Death Trial Amid the Masked Man’s Night Assault (Part 3)

Dangxin was startled by the words, but quickly concealed the fleeting unusual expression, instantly putting on a passionate smile and said, "Hero Shi’s divine skills are unparalleled. Seeing them today, we are full of admiration, bowing with utmost respect. To witness such outstanding martial arts is indeed a great honor for our tribe. This display by the hero is like receiving a profound enlightenment, giving us a renewed understanding of martial arts, which has been immensely beneficial to us."

Shi Feiyang nodded, straightening his back, his posture as upright as an ancient pine tree, exuding an inherent righteous aura. He declared in a loud voice, "Since the founding of the Heroic Sakura Association, we have been committed to walking the Jianghu, upholding justice as our duty, and ensuring the peace of the people. Observing your tribe today, it seems to be beset by many troubles, which I see and worry about. If the leader does not mind, I am willing to do my best to relieve the tribe’s worries and difficulties. The current Jianghu is turbulent and full of disputes, like scattered sand, with the people deeply suffering. As children of the Jianghu with chivalrous hearts, we should naturally step forward, taking it as our mission to protect the homeland and restore peace to the world. This is the responsibility of the Heroic Sakura Association, as well as the shared pursuit of every conscientious and responsible Jianghu person."

The crowd listened and nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with respect and admiration for Shi Feiyang. The light in those eyes sparkled like the brightest stars in the night sky, expressing reverence for righteousness and chivalry, and heartfelt admiration for Shi Feiyang’s noble character.

Gugela gazed at Shi Feiyang’s upright figure, her admiration growing more intense, like vines flourishing wildly in spring, entangling her heart and refusing to let go. She secretly thought: How many men in the world have such a sense of the world and high martial skills? Hero Shi is truly outstanding, exuding heroic spirit, which is absolutely captivating. Encountering such a heroic and outstanding figure in this vast Jianghu is indeed my good fortune.

Dangxin wore a full smile, with a touch of reverence in it, as if deeply respectful to Shi Feiyang. With a gesture of invitation, he said to Shi Feiyang, Xie Wen, Shi Xiong, and Shan Zhi, "Hero Shi and distinguished guests, please follow me to the castle to rest. After such a long journey, you must be exhausted. Although our tribe is in a remote location, we will ensure you feel at home."

The group followed Dangxin’s steps towards the castle.

The capital castle of the Lindan Tribe, although far less grand and magnificent than those bustling cities of the Central Plains, still had a unique and simple charm, like a pearl dropped onto the grassland.

The castle was constructed from earth mounds or rough stone walls, with the marks of time clearly visible on the walls.

Those mottled marks seemed like eyes of history, silently telling the stories of the past, each scar bearing the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of the tribe. Most houses within the castle were low and scattered in an orderly manner, giving a sense of simplicity and tranquility.

The entire castle had a sparse population, numbering just over ten thousand, and walking through the streets, one could clearly feel the strong atmosphere of grassland life.

The distant calls of cattle and sheep echoed in turns, weaving a unique symphony of the grassland, narrating the vitality and vibrancy of this land. However, no one would expect that just within this seemingly unremarkable small castle, Dangxin meticulously deployed thirty thousand elite soldiers.

These elite soldiers were usually hidden throughout the city, like leopards lurking in the shadows, silent yet ever vigilant. Once a battle ensued, they could quickly assemble, like a sharp blade, demonstrating powerful combat force to safeguard the tribal peace and defend its dignity.

Passing through the narrow streets, the group arrived in front of Dangxin’s small royal palace.

This small royal palace stood in stark contrast to the simplicity of the castle, like a dazzling pearl set on this unpretentious land, emitting a radiant glow. It was entirely constructed in the style of the Central Plains, with flying eaves and intricate brackets, exuding an exquisite luxury.

The stone lions in front of the palace gates were majestic and fierce, baring their fangs and claws, guarding the peace of this palace.

The imposing atmosphere inspired awe, and no one with ill intentions dared to approach even half a step.

The interior decorations of the palace were exceptionally exquisite, from the luxurious silk curtains to the finely crafted porcelain ornaments, all showcasing the master’s noble status.

Every decoration revealed delicacy and splendor, displaying the tribe’s glory and honor.

Gugela had already returned to the small royal palace filled with joy, her heart like a lively little rabbit, thumping incessantly as if about to leap out of her throat.

At this moment, she was in the blooming garden of the small royal palace, filled with flowers unique to the grassland; red as fire, vibrant and bold; pink like rosy clouds, gentle and graceful; white like snow, pure and flawless. They vied for beauty, adorning the entire garden in a riot of colors, like a beautiful painting. Gugela walked with graceful steps, her figure like willow branches swaying lightly in the spring breeze, elegantly weaving through the sea of flowers.

Her lively gaze, like butterflies dancing in the air, eagerly flitted and wandered among the colorful blossoms.

Although the garden was filled with beautiful flowers, she seemed under a Body Stasis Spell until her gaze magnetically locked onto a vibrant, flourishing blossom. That flower was like a beautiful jade meticulously carved by heaven, with petals adorned with morning dew, glistening dazzlingly under the gentle sunlight, so enchanting that once the eyes touched upon it, they could not move away.