The Legend Of Crazy Demon
Ch.18 - Just a Joke.
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As I followed the guide to the top floor of this place, I was taken to the spacious banquet hall. Inside were luxurious chairs that were usually used by sect leaders and the heads of noble clan families.
'It seems they can't wait to make this union.'
While looking around the banquet hall, I told the woman waiting beside me.
"I'll discuss something important with the pavilion owner, so you'd better get out soon."
“Good.”
As soon as the girl left, I sat in the back seat and waited for Zhou Yan.
In my days of being a servant, I never spoke to Zhou Yan directly and was unable to look him in the eye properly whenever I saw him.
While sitting on the chair, some memories of the past started to return as I waited for him.
Zhou Yan was one of the men who overwhelmed others with his great physique.
Shortly afterwards Zhou Yan's footsteps began to sound entering the room, he entered with an ominous look as he tidied up his robe. Somehow, he's much smaller than I remember.
Zhou Yan looked at me and said.
“Is this the first time I've met you?”
My sudden arrival without notice at this late time, followed by not bothering to greet him and sitting in a predetermined chair, definitely left Zhou Yan confused.
The first words I said were.
“Zhou Yan.”
"Yes." Yeah."
“Wild pig with oil dripping onto his ugly face. Long time no see."
“Ho, hohohohohoho..”.
Zhou Yan tilted his head and walked into the room.
“Let's start introducing ourselves properly. That one is truly an insult. Ah, please understand, I came in a hurry.”
While speaking, Zhou Yan picked up the long sword hanging on the wall and turned around. He is a very careful man.
“As you already know, I am Zhou Yan. Forgive my late introduction.”
Zhou Yan looked at me while waiting for me to mention my name. I was curious about Zhou Yan's reaction, so I introduced myself like this.
“I am Ao Ming.”
“Ao Ming? If you don't mind me asking, may I know what your rank is in the iron rhinoceros guild? ”
I gave a thin smile.
"Who told you I'm from the iron rhinoceros union?"
"That's what was reported to me."
I was curious about Zhou Yan's reaction to the Twelve Generals, so I introduced myself like this.
“Listen carefully. I am Ao Ming, one of the Twelve Generals.”
"What!?"
Zhou Yan's eyes widened, and he immediately knelt down upon hearing my remark.
“I Zhou Yan greet Ao Minh of the Twelve Generals.”
Wow, did it work?
I just said it casually, but Zhou Yan immediately knelt before me.
It seems like the Twelve Generals are quite feared here.
The Twelve Generals themselves had varying degrees of martial arts. However, they remain respected as part of the Iron Rhino Union.
Zhou Yan could not lift his head.
'Why is one of the Twelve Generals here ...'
As soon as he heard the name Ao Ming, it became appropriate to greet him as if he was dealing with the Iron Rhinoceros Union. Ao Ming was a difficult opponent for Zhou Yan because he was close to Baek Yu (black rabbit) of the Twelve Generals.
Zhou Yan's thoughts raced.
"...Are you here to give orders?"
"Yes." Yeah."
“Do not hesitate to tell me.”
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and did not reply. Who would receive such an order even if the one who gave the order was one of the Twelve Generals.
Zhou Yan then said.
"If you say it suddenly ..."
"It was just a joke."
“Hm.”
I continued with a smile.
“ Being part of the Twelve Generals is a lie, I am from Namgong Prefecture a fool. Why are you so gullible, pavilion owner?”
Zhou i's expression suddenly changed as anger rose within him.
"Namgong Prefecture?"
Zhou Yan was relieved that he was from Namgong Prefecture, and at the same time, his emotions began to increase.
I looked into Zhou Yan's eyes and said,
"It's pretty dark. Come and take a closer look who I am, It's me Zhou Yan."
Zhou Yan looked at my face carefully as he approached with the sword in his hand.
His rapidly changing expression was truly extraordinary. The expression of disbelief was quickly replaced by anger on Zhou Yan's face.
Slowly drawing out his sword, Zhou Yan then said.
"Are you the bastard waitress of the Mioshan restaurant?"
I replied with a smile.
“You finally recognized me. Have you ever walked by and enjoyed a bland piece of soy sauce chicken? How does it feel, Mr Zhou Yan?”
Bad thoughts then flashed through Zhou Yan's mind.
“What happened to Zhou Xia?”
"What happened to your dog?"
“I sent him to go kill you. Where's she!?"
I replied with a stern expression on my face.
“She just stopped by.”
"Omong empty!."
“He did not come to eat. He came to talk about something unimportant. Ah, I remember, he suddenly dug a grave for himself. I don't know why your dog came to Mioshan's diner and dug his own grave. If you're curious about the details, you can ask your dog in the afterlife. Don't ask me.”
Zhou Yan narrowed the distance and raised his sword to my face furiously. Solid stabbing attacks that leave little room for counterattacks.
I pulled out my own sword and blocked his attack.
The moment the two swords collided, energy surged through each of our arms.
Muscles, internal energy, speed, and sturdiness of the sword.
Zhou Yan was a swordsman in his late thirties who had been using swords for twenty years.
His sword was honed not with martial arts learned from martial arts books but through life and death combat.
His sword technique, was undoubtedly a glaring weakness. His attacks combined external and internal martial arts. His killing intent was also extremely concentrated, proof of how many he had killed in the past.
However, in the entire Jiangsu plains, it was only the third-grade sword technique used the most.
my internal cultivation is much more refined than Zhou Yan. Only half of the energy of the Sun and Moon Pills in my dantian made it fundamentally different from Zhou Yan. Not to mention combat skills, experience, and general battle handling.
"It would be better for you to kill yourself."
Zhou Yan did not reply, but the expression on his face had shown an enormous amount of anger.
Zhou Yan and I repeatedly widened and narrowed the distance between us as two swords clashed in the large banquet hall.
Zhou Yan's expression grew darker over time, his instincts telling him to run away. He questioned when the servant had learned how to use the sword. Just fighting with the waiter from the local diner makes this a very embarrassing situation.
Zhou Yan began to be overwhelmed by my internal energy and fell backwards. I then threw my sword at him without hesitation.
Wuuusssh.
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