Chapter 170: Sixth Grade Grandmaster!

The moment the private room door was pushed open, Chen Chujiang's face turned deathly pale.

They sprang up violently from the sofa.

"Lu… Group Leader Lu! How… how are you here? This… this is a misunderstanding, please let me explain!"

They spoke while instinctively stepping back, trying to put distance between themselves and the mysterious person.

But their footing gave way, nearly stumbling over the sofa armrest.

They couldn't understand why, despite having been so covert, Lu Xiao still found them!

Lu Xiao ignored their defense, the icy gaze sweeping over Chen Chujiang.

Finally it lingered on the mysterious person opposite, wearing a black mask.

"Chen Chujiang, you colluded with outsiders, sold Dragon Group intelligence, betrayed the Organization, what else is there to explain?"

They paused, their eyes becoming sharper.

"Speak! Who exactly is he? Why are you after Ling Zhaixing and the Southern Frontier Tiger Talisman? Is Mu Laoyue the one you killed?"

Chen Chujiang's lips trembled, yet they could not utter a single complete sentence.

They were torn, only bowing their head, daring not to speak.

"Hehe…"

A low chuckle rose from the masked person's throat.

They rose slowly, posture upright; though cloaked in shadow, the intangible pressure grew ever stronger.

"Kyoto Lu family, fourth‑generation sword‑wielder Lu Xiao."

The mysterious person spoke, tone flat, yet accurately recited Lu Xiao's background.

"At twenty‑five, broke through to Second-grade Grandmaster, becoming Kyoto's youngest Grandmaster strongman; truly the name lives up to its reputation."

Lu Xiao's Pupils suddenly contracted, their gaze forest‑like fixed on the mysterious person.

"Who exactly are you? How do you know my details?"

The other party could state their lineage and cultivation so precisely, clearly having conducted deep investigation, setting off alarm bells in their mind.

This mysterious person was certainly not as simple as they appeared on the surface.

"Who I am is unimportant."

The mysterious person waved a hand, tone tinged with disdain.

"I have no intention of opposing the Dragon Group, and I hope Group Leader Lu does not probe further. Some matters, even for the Lu family, have no right to be involved in."

"No right?"

Lu Xiao let out a cold laugh, the right hand suddenly pressing the waist‑bound sword.

"The Dragon Group handles exactly these matters! You abducted Ling Zhaixing, killed the criminal the Dragon Group captured, and colluded with a Dragon Group insider. Now you tell me you have no right to be involved? Today I'll see what you're actually capable of!"

Before the words finished, Lu Xiao suddenly drew the sword.

A flash of cold light streaked, the blade pointing at the mysterious person, the fierce sword aura instantly spreading, dropping the temperature of the entire private room by several degrees.

Chen Chujiang, terrified, turned deathly pale and hurried aside, fearing the sword aura's reach.

They knew Lu Xiao's prowess; the power of a Second-grade Grandmaster is already top‑tier among the younger generation of the Dragon Group.

But they were even more aware of the mysterious person's terror, silently praying inside that a fight would not break out.

The mysterious person, looking at the blade aimed at them, showed no hint of panic, instead gently shaking their head.

The next second, they suddenly stamped their foot!

"Dong!"

A deep, booming sound, as if a heavy hammer struck the ground.

An immensely powerful aura burst from them in an instant, sweeping the venue like a tsunami; the private room's tables and chairs trembled, and the tea cups on the table fell to the floor, shattering.

The invisible pressure wave surged toward Lu Xiao and Chen Chujiang.

Lu Xiao's complexion changed drastically, feeling a massive pressure bearing down, making their Breath difficult, and the hand gripping the sword hilt began to tremble slightly.

Their internal Breath circulation was obstructed, and the blade was forced by this aura to be unable to advance any further.

"This… this is…"

Lu Xiao stared wide‑eyed, their face full of disbelief.

"Sixth Grade Grandmaster?!"

They themselves had only just broken through to Second-grade Grandmaster, yet the opponent was a Sixth Grade Grandmaster!

The gap between them was like a chasm in the heavens!

A Sixth Grade Grandmaster, across the entire Dragon Group, counts as a first‑rate powerhouse; they never expected one to appear in Jiangcheng!

Chen Chujiang could not endure, being crushed to the ground by the aura, cold sweat pouring over their body, lacking the strength even to lift their head.

The mysterious person slowly withdrew the aura, the shaking in the private room gradually ceased, yet the oppressive feeling remained.

They looked at Lu Xiao's shocked complexion, tone laced with a hint of mockery.

"How about it, Group Leader Lu? Do you still think you have the right to block me now?"

Lu Xiao gripped the hilt, their complexion alternating between pallor and flush.

They knew inside that the gap in power was too vast, not a match at all. If they truly engaged, they could not stop the opponent, and might themselves fall here.

But they are the Dragon Group leader, the Lu family's sword‑wielder; the Dragon Group's authority cannot be broken, nor can the Lu family's face be lost!

After a moment of silence, Lu Xiao inhaled deeply.

They tightened their grip on the hilt, again pointing the blade at the mysterious person, tone resonant and forceful.

"Your strength is unfathomable; I, Lu, know I cannot match you. Yet the Dragon Group's rules cannot be broken, its authority cannot be provoked! Today, I, Lu, will decide this!"

"Oh?"

The mysterious person raised an eyebrow, tone carrying a hint of surprise.

"You know you're outmatched, yet you still want to fight hard?"

"Lu family's descendants have never had the principle of withdrawing without a fight!"

Lu Xiao's gaze was sharp, like a blade drawn from its sheath.

"If you want to leave Here, you must step over my corpse!"

The mysterious person looked at her stubborn demeanor and let out a low, deep Laughter.

"Hahaha… No wonder you're Lu Changsen's daughter, truly iron‑headed. When Lu Changsen was in Kyoto, it was this unwillingness to accept Defeat that forged his reputation as a Blade‑Wielder, and I didn't expect you inherited his temper."

His Tone when mentioning Lu Changsen held no Silk of reverence, but instead a faint teasing.

Lu Xiao's gaze grew even colder.

Lu Changsen is her father, also the Pride of the Lu family's Blade‑Wielders, renowned throughout Kyoto and the entire martial world.

This mysterious person not only knew her background, but also recognized her father; clearly his identity is far from simple.

"Who exactly are you?"

Lu Xiao questioned again, his hand gripping the hilt tighter, ready to act at any moment.

The mysterious person did not answer Lu Xiao's question, but spoke lightly.

"Group Leader Lu, I will say this Final Time, I have no intention of opposing the Dragon Group, nor do I wish to cause you Injury. The matters of Ling Zhaixing and the Southern Frontier Tiger Talisman are beyond your control; I advise you to leave early, lest you bring suffering upon yourself."

"Impossible!"

Lu Xiao refused without hesitation.

"Ling Zhaixing is a wanted major offender by the Dragon Group, and the Southern Frontier Tiger Talisman is of great Consequence; I must handle this matter!"

The Southern Frontier Tiger Talisman in Ling Zhaixing's hand entangles too many secrets; should it fall into the hands of villains, the Consequence would be unimaginable.

Even if the opponent is a Sixth Grade Grandmaster, she still cannot retreat.

The mysterious person looked at her steadfast gaze, a hint of impatience appearing on his face.

"Since you insist on seeking your own death, I will fulfill you!"

At that moment, another grand aura descended, instantly shattering the private room's door.

At the same time, a voice rang out, cold to the extreme.

"Old brother says, I do want to see who dares to lay a hand on Dragon Group members!"