Chapter 1905: Wu Zhong's Jealousy

Who exactly is Elder Huang? As for Wu Zhong and the other, they know this full well.

When it comes to personal strength, Elder Huang is absolutely the foremost and unmatched existence in the Cooking King Immortal City; basically no one can compete with him.

However, in everyday affairs, Elder Huang has always been indifferent to the matters of the Cooking King Immortal City, as if these worldly affairs had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, aside from a few people, most do not pay much attention to this exalted person.

But at this moment, Elder Huang actually appeared here; combined with the rumors that had been spreading everywhere before, Wu Zhong and the other were instantly stunned on the spot, their minds going blank.

Especially Wu Zhong, his gaze became unusually complex, constantly shifting between Elder Huang and Ye Zhangqing, and occasionally glancing at Hei Lao standing to the side.

That expression seemed to be silently questioning.

"You aren't the one who said with conviction that Elder Huang absolutely could not become the protector of the way for that Ye-surname person, are you?"

Previously, Bai Yuan had once gone to Bin Hai Jie to visit Elder Huang, and Wu Zhong was aware of this.

At that time, he was filled with worry, fearing that Elder Huang would agree to this.

But at that time, Hei Lao slapped his chest with confidence, assuring him that Elder Huang would certainly not agree.

Moreover, Hei Lao gave a whole bunch of seemingly reasonable arguments, analyzing them thoroughly.

After hearing this, Wu Zhong pondered carefully and felt that it indeed made some sense; who would have thought that now, everything happening before them completely exceeded their earlier expectations...

What on earth is going on? The situation before us is truly puzzling; why did Elder Huang suddenly appear here?

If he is not Ye Zhangqing's protector of the way, then what do their actions against Ye Zhangqing have to do with Elder Huang? Must Elder Huang personally step in to stop them?

At this moment, Hei Lao, standing beside Wu Zhong, likewise felt filled with doubt and incomprehension.

In his view, Elder Huang would certainly not agree to this; moreover, it wasn't that he thought Ye Zhangqing had any fault—in Hei Lao's eyes, this matter had nothing at all to do with Ye Zhangqing, and even if it were someone else, Elder Huang would surely not accept.

After all, given Elder Huang's status and prestige in the Immortal Realm, if he truly wanted to become a junior's protector of the way, a single word from him would cause the top powers of the Immortal Realm to fight tooth and nail, flocking eagerly.

That is why Hei Lao previously dared to declare with conviction that Ye Zhangqing absolutely did not have such fortune to receive Elder Huang's protection.

However, at this moment, the situation before us seems to indicate that my earlier guess was completely wrong.

Elder Huang's unexpected appearance made the whole scene fall silent in an instant; even the terrifying pressure that Hei Lao had previously exuded vanished without a trace in a split second.

Not only were Wu Zhong and the other left stunned on the spot, but Ma Qiankun standing nearby was also as stiff as a clay or wooden statue, frozen there, unable to recover for a long time.

The shock in his heart surged like a raging torrent, no less than that felt by Wu Zhong and the other.

At this moment, the whole scene seemed to be frozen in this astonishing instant.

However, in stark contrast to everyone else, the only person on the scene who remained relatively calm was none other than Ye Zhangqing.

When he saw Elder Huang appear and, without hesitation, block the mountain‑like pressure from Hei Lao aimed at him, Ye Zhangqing immediately stepped forward and bowed with clasped hands.

"Thank you, senior, for your assistance; if you hadn't arrived in time, I would hardly have been able to escape today."

Faced with Ye Zhangqing's gratitude, Elder Huang merely smiled faintly, waved his hand, and responded in a calm tone.

"It's fine; since I have already agreed to become your protector of the way, safeguarding your safety is naturally my duty."

Although Elder Huang's light‑hearted words were spoken easily, to the others present they were like a thunderclap out of a clear sky, shaking their hearts and minds.

Especially Wu Zhong and the other, who had previously speculated about the relationship between Elder Huang and Ye Zhangqing, were now wide‑eyed and speechless, finding it hard to believe.

Although everyone had, to some extent, entertained the guess that Elder Huang might become Ye Zhangqing's protector of the way, after all it was merely a guess.

Now, hearing Elder Huang personally admit this, the shock is simply indescribable in words.

And at this moment, Wu Zhong's heart was already in a tangled mess.

He had still harbored a sliver of hopeful thinking, feeling that perhaps things were not as certain as the outside world claimed.

But as Elder Huang's words slipped out, that last sliver of hope in his heart vanished completely.

Could it be that Elder Huang truly willingly agreed to become Ye Zhangqing's protector of the way?

This thought kept turning over in Wu Zhong's mind, leaving him unable to let go for a long time. In an instant, various complex emotions surged, intertwining, causing his complexion to become uncertain.

Among them, there was even a trace of jealousy that could hardly be concealed.

At this moment, Wu Zhong completely ignored Hei Lao beside him, gritting his teeth and emitting a series of "ge-ge" sounds; his heart roared like a volcanic eruption.

"Why, why should that Ye-surname brat receive the protection of such a powerful figure as Elder Huang? Why not me? Why is heaven so unfair?"

Is Wu Zhong really that inadequate? Is he not even a bit better than that Ye-surname brat?

If Elder Huang intended to be a protector of the way, why did he pick that Ye-surname brat and ignore me?

Compared to Elder Huang, Hei Lao standing beside him is utterly insignificant like an ant; there is no basis for comparison between the two.

All along, Wu Zhong had considered his strength not inferior to that of the other Young City Lords, but faced with this result, the blazing jealousy in his heart could no longer be contained and erupted completely.

What ability does that Ye-surname person have to earn Elder Huang's favor as a protector of the way? He's merely a newcomer to the city, still wet behind the ears.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhong's indignation grew ever stronger.

However, at this moment, Elder Huang paid no heed to Wu Zhong's thoughts; his gaze slowly turned toward Hei Lao at the side.

Although Elder Huang's gaze appeared utterly calm, as if without a ripple, the moment Hei Lao locked eyes with him, he suddenly felt his chest tighten, his heart pounding involuntarily, and even his breathing grew somewhat hurried.

In the very next second, before Hei Lao could react, a tremendous force like a mountain‑toppling wave, swift as lightning, struck his chest with the speed of thunder that leaves no time to cover one's ears.

Faced with such immense impact, Hei Lao had no time to dodge or resist; he could only watch helplessly as he flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

Accompanied by a dull thud, Hei Lao crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Only to see his face as pale as paper, his body trembling incessantly, obviously having suffered severe injury.