The Brilliant Fighting Master

Feng Wei’s big eyes seemed to show that she was being disturbed. She wanted to pretend that she hadn’t heard anything, but the guy had come up to them, so she had to put her hand on the table.

“Peng Ying, what’s up?”

Feng Wei sounded cold, but Peng Ying didn’t seem to perceive it.

“The Flying Dragon Dynasty is going to recruit generals. Let’s take part in it together. I have lots of information.”

He intended to sit down as he spoke, but the table was already full.

He rolled his eyes, and then pointing at Jiang Chen, he said impolitely, “Give me your seat.”

It didn’t take long for him to see through Jiang Chen’s abjection, and he noticed that Jiang Chen wasn’t with Feng Wei. He actually wasn’t as careless as he seemed.

Peng Ying wanted to fight back, but he was given a good scare by the captain’s cold look.

“There’s only one rule in the Sword Master City these days—anyone who picks a fight will be forbidden to enter the city.”

It was hard to tell whether the captain was speaking to Peng Ying or everyone watching. He gave Jiang Chen a look before leaving.

“We’ve got trouble. We’ve got trouble.”

After Peng Ying had been taken away, the witness, pulling a long face, looked at Jiang Chen in a blaming manner.

“You… isn’t it enough that you alone have bad luck? Do you have to drag others down with you?” he said, annoyed.

His friends hurried to come over and stop him.

“Are you crazy?”

“He flung Peng Ying out of the window!”

“It’ll be a piece of cake for him to deal with you.”

His friends’ warnings reminded him that Jiang Chen wasn’t a pushover, either. However, the one backing Peng Ying up was more difficult to deal with. He left in anger.

“Apprentice brother, I’m really sorry.” Feng Wei felt guilty, too. Although Jiang Chen hadn’t suffered any losses, he had gotten himself into big trouble.

Jiang Chen was surprised as well, since it was the first time that he had received such fair treatment.

He had thought those soldiers would have taken him away.

“Does Peng Ying have a great background?” asked curiously Jiang Chen.

“His sister, Peng Lan, has golden fight loops. She’s a direct disciple of the Infinite Sword School. She and Li Yaqin from the Tai Yue School are called the Double Heroines,” someone beside Feng Wei explained to him, gazing at him with pity.

“The thing is, Peng Lan tends to cover up her brother’s mistakes. She does that a lot. Although Peng Ying is annoying, I can’t refuse him directly,” Feng Wei said nervously.

Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders. As if it was no big deal, he said, “It’s good that we don’t know each other’s names. You don’t have to worry about me.”

Then he stood up, ready to leave.

He wasn’t afraid of people with golden fight loops, but he wasn’t stupid enough to wait for them there.

“This guy doesn’t worry about anything, does he?”

“I guess he doesn’t know how strong Peng Lan is.”

“Probably. He was too calm when he heard Peng Lan’s name.”

“Ignorant people fear nothing.”

The discussion of her friends upset Feng Wei a lot. She gazed at Jiang Chen’s receding back, and a streak of worry showed in her big, bright eyes.