Chapter 82

Liu Yanchang saw the person coming, and his eyes also brightened a few degrees as he twisted his stiff neck and said: "Nothing much, I'm just taking a look."

"What's there to see in this place?"

Tianpeng glanced at the surging river surface.

After noticing the bloodshot eyes in Liu Yanchang's gaze, Tianpeng's heart jumped: "You wouldn't have come to Guanjiangkou to seek revenge, would you?"

He felt it slightly, but Tianpeng sensed no fluctuation of magical power whatsoever; looking at this dirty appearance, he must have been here a long time—truly persistent.

Yet Tianpeng still felt he should kindly remind him.

"Brother, if that San Yanzai bears you a grudge, you'd better give up."

After clashing with Guanyin once, he clearly realized the gap between realms; even if he himself remained unharmed, it was only because Guanyin underestimated him.

Yang Jian, that fool, shows no mercy to anyone he fights; now that he has broken through to Great Luo Golden Immortal, fearing he has awakened three divine abilities, he's probably no match either.

Questioned thus, Liu Yanchang was somewhat speechless: "I have no grudge with him."

"Could it be the Six Saints of Mei Shan?" Tianpeng asked again.

This person is so annoying!

Liu Yanchang felt somewhat speechless in his heart—why does he love meddling in other people's affairs so much?

Still, he dared not retort; although he bore a saint's seal on his body, needing not worry that the person before him could see he possessed cultivation beyond mortal, yet he felt from this person an unfathomable depth.

This person's cultivation absolutely surpasses his own; he must by no means reveal a flaw.

Liu Yanchang shook his head again.

Or perhaps not?

Tianpeng furrowed his brows, then pondered carefully for a moment.

Suddenly, a black, lowly dog's head floated into Tianpeng's mind's eye, and his eyes lit up.

"That must certainly be Xiao Tianquan!"

Tianpeng wore a look of certainty—surely it was that stinking black dog's pet that had been tormented by someone's dog, which is why he came knocking.

No way!

Tianpeng suddenly burned with righteous indignation, declaring with fury filling his chest: "Rest assured, brother, I, Tianpeng, will surely uphold justice for you!"

Having spoken, without waiting for Liu Yanchang to react, he strode to the entrance of Guanjiangkou and shouted loudly: "Xiao Tianquan, get out here! You've got the guts to go find a dog, you've got the guts to open the door—don't hide inside and stay silent; I know you're home!"

The clamor drew the attention of the guarding Six Saints of Mei Shan.

"Tianpeng? What brings you here?" Kang Anyu, leader of the Six Saints of Mei Shan, furrowed his brows and questioned.

Tianpeng stood tall and proud, bearing the air of one who considers himself justice incarnate.

"Bei Shuai, I stand up for this brother!" Tianpeng pointed at the distant Liu Yanchang who had not approached and said: "Xiao Tianquan has committed countless evils, tormenting someone's painstakingly raised dog; now they've come knocking at his door. Though I merely passed by here by chance, encountering such injustice, I cannot ignore it!"

Hearing Tianpeng's words, Liu Yanchang nearly spat out a mouthful of angry blood.

What nonsense is this? Is it you who has a grudge with that Xiao Tianquan? Why drag him into it?!

What Xiao Tianquan did?

The Six Saints of Mei Shan furrowed their brows; though they knew the eldest's black dog was not well-behaved, causing such trouble was not without issue.

But Xiao Tianquan is ultimately the eldest's beloved pet; they have no authority to dispose of him.

"The eldest is in seclusion; please return." Kang Anyu clasped his hands and said.

Tianpeng dismissed it—what he wanted was for San Yanzai to be absent; if he were present, would he dare shout so loudly at the gate?

"Bei Shuai cares not whether Erlang Shen is present or not; even if he is, Bei Shuai today will surely punish Xiao Tianquan severely! I dare anyone to try to stop me!" Tianpeng spoke, his face neither flushed nor breathless, uttering words contrary to his inner thoughts.

"Recklessness! How dare you be rude to a True Lord!"

The Six Saints of Mei Shan instantly flared with anger—Yang Jian is the person they hold most dear in their hearts, yet Tianpeng still dares to act thus.

"Today we must give you a lesson!" the Six Saints of Mei Shan shouted in unison, then lunged at Tianpeng.

And so...

"Is there anyone else? I feel I could still take on ten!" Tianpeng sat on a stone, a blade of grass clenched between his teeth, gazing at the Six Saints of Mei Shan lying askew on the ground, and coaxed them.

The Six Saints of Mei Shan endured the pain, snarling: "Tianpeng, don't get cocky!"

"Wait till my elder brother emerges from seclusion—I'll make you look good!"

Tianpeng shook his head and swayed his brain, utterly ignoring what the Six Saints of Mei Shan said, narrowed his eyes, and surveyed everyone with the air of one who finds invincibility terribly lonely.

His heart brimmed with utmost delight; he had to admit, bullying people is truly satisfying.

"Who just called Bei Da Ye?"

Suddenly, a lowly voice echoed within Guanjiangkou.

Only to see Xiao Tianquan strolling out leisurely, his expression as ever, deserving a beating.

Upon seeing Tianpeng, Xiao Tianquan froze: "How did you come here?"

They had previously agreed on a meeting time—why did he come to Guanjiangkou to find him before the appointed hour?

"Xiao Tianquan, you still have the face to show up!" Tianpeng came storming over, furious, bent down, and grabbed Xiao Tianquan's ears, pulling him outward.

"Holy shit! Tianpeng, what are you doing pulling Bei Da Ye's ears?" Xiao Tianquan struggled, bellowing, yet dared not really struggle.

One man and one dog arrived before Liu Yanchang.

"Monster!" Liu Yanchang's acting skills instantly improved not a little, and in a flash he revealed a terrified expression.

"It's fine, brother, don't fear—just a dog that can speak human words, nothing scary." Tianpeng said with a smile.

Liu Yanchang then calmed down somewhat.

Releasing his grip, he lightly kicked Xiao Tianquan toward Liu Yanchang's front.

"Honestly confess what despicable things you've done!"

"Holy shit, what is Bei Da Ye supposed to confess?" Xiao Tianquan's dog face brimmed with indignation; noticing Liu Yanchang before him, he spoke harshly: "Who are you!"

Tianpeng glared: "You bastard, you've tormented someone's dog, claim you don't know them, and still want to quibble?"

Huohuo dog? Person?

Xiao Tian said without hesitation: "I am a huohuo dog, but I don't huohuo people. Why should I remember his appearance?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Tianpeng was stunned. After coming to his senses and thinking it over, it seemed to make sense, and for a moment he was speechless.

Looking at Liu Yanchang, Tianpeng said: "Brother, I'm here to help you. Why don't you say something to give a clue, like appearance or something?"

Liu Yanchang cursed in his heart. He raised a hammer dog, and here he has waited ten years, unable to even feed himself, yet he still raises a dog!

But for him, this might be a way out.

After hesitating, Liu Yanchang said with some sorrow: "My Xiaohua, she just turned one year old, with a white base and yellow flowers!"

"Just one year old?! Xiao Tian, how are you different from beasts!" Tianpeng flared with righteous indignation, but then immediately realized: "Right, you were originally a beast, no problem."

"Nonsense! I am a divine dog!" Xiao Tian shouted back at Tianpeng.

After shouting, Xiao Tian fell silent again. Since people have come looking for him, he can't possibly ignore them, can he?

He, Xiao Tian, is a divine dog who dares to act and take responsibility, but this white base with yellow flowers?

Xiao Tian calmed down and began to ponder in his heart.

Eh...

Xiao Tian remained silent for a long time. Tianpeng leaned in and asked: "How is it? Don't you remember?"