Chapter 374: Why is Lin Mo standing so far forward? To sightsee?

“Hahaha!”

“Well said!”

“No cowards among the people of Longguo!”

A loud, hearty laugh suddenly came from behind the two men.

They were startled.

They turned around.

There stood Zhao Meng, broad-shouldered and muscular, and Li Qiang, leaner in build, walking up beside them.

Zhao Meng looked at the two and grinned.

“Not bad, brothers.”

“You’ve got guts.”

“But honestly, a mere beast surge? What’s the big deal?”

“Overreacting.”

Then,

Li Qiang beside him spoke up:

“Come on, don’t mock them.”

“This is Zhuxing Town—they’ve never faced a beast surge before. It’s natural they’re scared. Show some understanding.”

Hearing this back-and-forth, arrogant tone,

Old Zhang frowned and sized them up.

“Overreacting?”

“Brother, you’ve got quite the mouth.”

“You look unfamiliar—aren’t you locals from Zhuxing Town?”

At this,

Li Qiang chuckled.

“We’re not locals.”

“I’m Li Qiang. He’s Zhao Meng.”

“We’re from Zhoushan City. Came here purely to find a blacksmith to forge us a good weapon.”

“Zhoushan City?!”

At the mention of that place,

Several local practitioners nearby gasped.

“Damn!”

“You’re from Zhoushan City?”

Old Zhang’s eyes widened.

Zhoushan City was infamous throughout Longguo for its frequent beast surges.

It suffered multiple medium- or larger-scale surges every year.

Even super-large surges came every two or three years.

In short,

Every practitioner from Zhoushan City was a hardened veteran.

Old Zhang’s attitude changed instantly.

“So you’re big brothers from Zhoushan City.”

“My apologies, my apologies.”

“No wonder you don’t seem fazed at all...”

Zhao Meng, sensing he’d successfully impressed them, let out a smug snort.

“Hmph.”

“Back when I was defending Zhoushan City, I’ve faced beast surges of a hundred thousand strong.”

“The hills and plains were black with beasts—no place to even put your foot down!”

As he spoke, Zhao Meng swung his greatsword.

“I stood at the front alone, swung once—and shattered over a dozen at once!”

“Blood flowed like rivers!”

Hearing this,

Li Qiang’s lips twitched.

Was he exaggerating a bit too much?

But he didn’t call him out—just silently watched him show off.

The local practitioners listened, stunned.

Old Zhang’s fear had noticeably lessened.

“Brother Meng, awesome!”

Then,

Another local practitioner raised his thumb.

“Brother Meng, Brother Qiang.”

“You’re outsiders—this isn’t your fight.”

“But you still came to the frontlines to help. For that sense of righteousness, I respect you!”

Several nearby locals nodded in agreement.

“Exactly.”

“You two are true brothers in arms!”

Hearing this,

Zhao Meng waved his hand dismissively.

“Pfft!”

“Don’t be so formal!”

He thumped his chest.

“We’re all people of Longguo!”

“Wherever there’s trouble on Longguo soil, it’s our duty as practitioners to stand there!”

“That’s what we’re supposed to do!”

His words rang with conviction.

Old Zhang’s eyes grew warm.

“Well said!”

“Brother Meng—I’m claiming you as a friend!”

Saying this,

He pulled out his phone.

Suddenly,

Old Zhang sighed bitterly and put the phone back.

“Never mind.”

“If I add you now and I die later, seeing your black profile picture in my list would be bad luck.”

Old Zhang took a deep breath, his gaze hardening.

“Brother Meng.”

“If we all survive tonight,”

“I’ll treat you to the best restaurant in town—big meat, big drinks!”

Hearing Old Zhang’s death-defiant words,

The atmosphere around them turned solemn and tragic.

Yet,

Zhao Meng snatched Old Zhang’s phone and roughly opened the scanner.

“What nonsense are you talking?”

“With me watching over you, you won’t die!”

“I’m drinking that liquor—no excuses!”

Li Qiang clapped Old Zhang on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry, Old Zhang—Brother Meng’s famous for his luck.”

“Follow Brother Meng, even the King of Hell won’t dare take you.”

Old Zhang stared at the phone in his hand, his eyes reddening.

“Good!”

“We won’t die! We won’t die!”

At that moment,

A command came through.

“Everyone, listen up!”

“New directive from the Supreme Command!”

“All formations, hold your positions!”

“No one is to attack without orders!”

“Repeat: hold your positions!”

As soon as the order was given,

Old Zhang and several local brothers exchanged puzzled glances.

“What’s going on?”

“Didn’t the Guild Master just say we move in the moment the monsters enter the spotlight range?”

“Yeah…”

“What’s happening?”

The local cultivators around them chattered among themselves.

Zhao Meng let out a light laugh and glanced at them.

“Hey, I’ve got some good news for you.”

The local cultivators around him froze.

“Good news? There’s good news?”

Zhao Meng smiled and shouted loudly:

“One of the Five Elders of the Tian Shu Bureau, Elder Feng, Feng Cangqiong, is inside Zhuxing Town.”

“He’s probably in the command center right now.”

“How about that?”

“Is that good news or not?”

“What?!”

As soon as the name was spoken,

The local cultivators around them all gasped.

“Elder Feng?!”

“Are you kidding?”

“How could Elder Feng be in our tiny Zhuxing Town?”

Old Zhang looked utterly incredulous.

“Big Brother Meng, you’re not just making this up to cheer us up, are you?”

Zhao Meng snorted.

“What would I gain from lying to you?”

Suddenly,

One of the local cultivators cried out:

“No way!”

“Look! Elder Feng is really here!”

At his words, everyone looked up in the direction he pointed.

There, on the city wall,

An old man stood there.

And beside him, a young man stood at the very front.

“It really is Elder Feng!”

“It’s him! I’ve seen him on TV—exactly the same!”

At this,

The local cultivators erupted in excitement.

“We’re safe! Totally safe!”

“With Elder Feng here, what monster surge? We’ll kill them all!”

“No wonder we’re told to hold position.”

“Elder Feng must be preparing to strike himself!”

“I’ve never seen a Supreme Mage in action before! Tonight I’m finally seeing it!”

Suddenly,

One of the local cultivators spoke up, puzzled:

“Hey, look.”

“Who’s that young guy standing right in front of Elder Feng?”

At this,

Everyone quickly looked again.

“Strange…”

Old Zhang frowned.

“Who is he? How dare he stand so far forward?”

“Even Commander Wan Zhongshan has to stand behind—how is he allowed to stand in front of Elder Feng?”

As everyone puzzled over this,

Zhao Meng squinted and recognized the figure.

“That’s Lin Mo.”

“Lin Mo?”

Old Zhang blinked.

“Which Lin Mo?”

Zhao Meng looked at Old Zhang like he was an idiot.

“Which Lin Mo could it be?”

“In our Dragon Nation, is there another Lin Mo qualified to stand before Elder Feng?”

At these words,

Everyone suddenly realized.

“Holy shit! The youngest Law King? How is he here too?”

Old Zhang felt his head spinning.

He never expected to see two legendary figures in one day.

“But why is he standing so far forward? He’s not going to join the battle, is he? That’s way too dangerous!”

“He’s still a kid.”

One local cultivator looked utterly confused.

Zhao Meng chuckled and waved his hand.

“Enough, enough.”

“Why worry so much?”

He wore an expression of complete understanding.

“You just need to know Elder Feng is here holding the line.”

“As for Lin Mo?”

Zhao Meng stroked his chin and analyzed:

“Elder Feng probably brought him along to experience the world.”

“After all, he’s the future of our Dragon Nation.”

“He needs to feel the atmosphere of a major battlefield early on.”

Hearing Zhao Meng’s words,

The local cultivators around him also nodded in understanding.

“That makes sense.”

“Big Brother Meng sees things clearly!”

Saying this,

Old Zhang gripped his weapon tightly and gritted his teeth.

“If Elder Feng can’t hold back the tide,”

“We’ll give our lives to protect Lin Mo—we won’t let him get hurt!”

“Yes! We’ll fight to the death!”

Everyone chorused in agreement.