Jiang Wuwang snorted and said, "Yang Luoyu, are you waiting here to meet your death?"

Yang Luoyu, like a white cloud drifting down from the mountain, laughed and said, "You really don’t recognize good intentions. You want to go to our Guardian Headquarters, and I’ve specially waited to show you the way, yet you don’t appreciate it at all."

"Do I need you to show the way?" Jiang Wuwang scoffed.

He was full of heroism now, going as a special envoy, just wanting to be more impressive than Yang Luoyu was during his time in the Weiwo Zheng Sect.

No way would he allow someone to lead him.

"If I don’t guide you, you won’t get in."

Yang Luoyu smiled faintly, "Don’t believe me? Just try. How many of you from the Weiwo Zheng Sect have truly been to Kan Ke City?"

Jiang Wuwang was taken aback.

Really, not many from the Weiwo Zheng Sect had been to Kan Ke City.

Let alone to the Guardian Headquarters.

But Jiang Wuwang was not one to admit defeat, shouting angrily, "I’m delivering a message for the Sect Leader, how can I not reach your headquarters? Even if it’s a dragon’s den and tiger’s lair, so what?"

"You really don’t need me to show the way?"

"No need!"

"Then I’m leaving?"

"Get lost!"

Yang Luoyu wasn’t angry either, laughed heartily, and left.

...

Jiang Wuwang continued on his way, stayed overnight; then used his movement technique to full speed towards the Guardian Headquarters.

Finally arrived.

Jiang Wuwang directly revealed his identity, "Protector of the Weiwo Zheng Sect, Jiang Wuwang, sent by Vice Sect Master Yan Nan, here to deliver a message to Dongfang Strategist!"

The guards were immediately shocked!

Looking at Jiang Wuwang’s haughty demeanor, that casual, relaxed, elegant manner...

"Wait a moment."

"Hmph."

They went to report.

Then someone came out to greet him, "Where is the letter?"

"The Vice Sect Master has ordered that I hand it over to Dongfang Strategist personally!" Jiang Wuwang said arrogantly.

"We can pass it on for you, the Ninth Lord isn’t someone you can just meet because you want to."

"If I can’t see the Dongfang Strategist, then the letter won’t be delivered!"

"Hmph, wait a bit longer."

After reporting again.

The person’s face turned ugly, "Follow me."

Jiang Wuwang felt satisfied inside.

Yang Luoyu, who needs your guidance? I’m a special envoy!

You all better obediently serve and treat Grandpa well as I enter!

All the way to the Guardian Headquarters, Jiang Wuwang was standing below, waiting, when he saw a person in white approaching from afar, it was the Ningxue Sword.

Jiang Wuwang’s heart skipped a beat.

This troublesome person was actually here today. But his face immediately returned to arrogance and composure.

I’m here to deliver a letter. What is there to fear?

The Ningxue Sword swooped past with a whoosh.

But then he made a noise, turned back, took a good look, and shouted, "It really is you!"

Without another word, he kicked Jiang Wuwang to the ground with a *thud*, stepped on his neck, and laughed loudly, "I’ve caught a spy!"

"I actually caught a spy here!"

"This guy is a protector of the Weiwo Zheng Sect, I recognize him, he’s called Jiang Wuwang."

Ningxue Sword was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, while wanting to chat with Xue Fuxiao, he could actually make such a great achievement.

Jiang Wuwang was pinned to the ground, his big teeth scraping against the stone bricks, struggling desperately, mumbling incoherently, "You b*stard...you b*astard...b*astard..."

Furious!

Ningxue Sword laughed heartily as he stepped on him, "You muttering ’blah blah’ under your breath..."

Loosened his foot, Jiang Wuwang lifted his head, "I..."

Smack smack smack smack...

Ningxue Sword kicked him like giving slaps, "Say something, say something..."

Jiang Wuwang’s head swung back and forth, "I...I...I..."

He could only say one word.

His face flushed bright red, his heart nearly bursting.

Faced with such a rascal, Jiang Wuwang was utterly speechless.

I’m a special envoy!

Finally, after Ningxue Sword sealed his cultivation with a kick, he lifted Jiang Wuwang and said, "Kid, you actually infiltrated here? Quite bold, tsk tsk, speak up, what did you come for?"

Jiang Wuwang’s mouth was bleeding, looking at Ningxue Sword with utter hatred, he shouted, "I’m here to deliver a letter!"

Ningxue Sword was stunned.

Jiang Wuwang continued to shout with fury, "I’m here to deliver a letter to Dongfang Strategist! A letter from our Vice Sect Master!"

Ningxue Sword unsatisfied, "If you’re just delivering a letter, then do it, why are you shouting so loudly?"

Jiang Wuwang: "..."

Turned his head and spat with a "ptooey", a mouthful of blood-spattered saliva.

Ningxue Sword’s eyes were playful.

Swish swish...

Two people approached, with bright red armbands, they tore off a ticket, "This is a restricted area of the headquarters, spitting is fined ten taels of silver."

Then tore off a second ticket, "Lord Jian, you just assaulted someone, bleeding and contaminating the headquarters ground, fined ten taels of silver."

Ningxue Sword angrily said, "I was catching a spy. This guy is a spy from the Weiwo Zheng Sect!"

Those two had stern faces, "Rules are rules, please pay up."

Ningxue Sword rolled his eyes and muttered, "These damn rules."

Then he dug into his pocket, Jiang Wuwang noticed, this guy carried a thick stack of ten tael silver notes wherever he went.

He nearly had his eyes pop out.

Was this all prepared to pay fines? Otherwise, how could someone of Ningxue Sword’s stature carry such small money?

But how many fines does this Ningxue Sword have to pay in a day?

Then the two people turned to Jiang Wuwang, handing him a ticket.

But Jiang Wuwang, a Cloud City expert, didn’t carry such small change?

He glared and said, "I’m a special envoy of Weiwo Zheng Sect!"

The two with red armbands were stern, "Even the Ninth Lord himself would be fined for spitting. Why did you from the Weiwo Zheng Sect spit at our Guardian Headquarters? This is a great disrespect, extra fine of ten taels!"

Swish!

Another ticket was torn off.

Jiang Wuwang was so angry he almost fainted.

If you hadn’t hit me, would I have spat? My mouth is full of blood, what’s wrong with spitting? Who can endure not spitting?

But this is their rule. Didn’t you hear these two guys say even Dongfang Sansan would have to pay a fine if he broke the rule?