Chapter 1100

Hearing this, Zhu Jia could not help but hesitate.

After all, Gai Nie was the Qin Empire's number one wanted criminal. He himself did not care, but how could Huang Laosi and his group dare not care?

If he were to leak Gai Nie's true identity, he feared it would bring trouble upon Gai Nie.

Therefore, he prepared to fabricate an identity for Gai Nie, saying he was a guardian of his Zhuge Shennong Hall or the like.

Unexpectedly, Gai Nie's coming to Manghuang Mountain this time was partly because of Zhu Jia's invitation, and partly because of these Six Ghosts of the Yellow River.

Now that they had already come face to face, given Gai Nie's character, he had no intention of hiding his identity either.

Stepping forward at once, he cupped his hands and said,

"I am Gai Nie!"

"So it is the great hero Gai in person. Huang Laosi…"

Huang Laosi instinctively addressed Gai Nie as a great hero, preparing to exchange some polite pleasantries in the jianghu manner.

Suddenly he realized — who was Gai Nie!

Was he not precisely the Qin Empire's number one wanted criminal?

The Six Ghosts of the Yellow River — their nickname sounded intimidating.

In reality, the leader Huang Laosi's strength was only barely at the Grand Master realm.

People like them could not afford to provoke not only the Qin Empire's worshippers, but even the secret agents of the Black Ice Terrace and the Net.

Now, suddenly face to face with the number one wanted criminal whose portrait had been circulated by the Qin government and hunted across the four seas —

Even Huang Laosi, who had seen his share of storms, was momentarily struck dumb on the spot.

The fifth of the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River also blurted out in a boisterous manner,

"Yo! Gai Nie, the number one wanted criminal!

Big Brother, didn't you say he's worth a Xuan-grade Wu Gong.

As long as we capture him, won't our Six Ghosts of the Yellow River become the Six Immortals of the Yellow River?"

"…"

The other five of the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River, at this moment, wished they could smother this fifth brother to death.

What the fifth brother had said was merely the idle bragging and chatting among them in private — Huang Laosi's wild fantasy.

Who would have thought the fifth of the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River would just blurt it out like that.

He'd seen fools, but never one quite this foolish.

Do you say such things about a wanted criminal right to his face?

Are you out of your mind?

Setting aside everything else, and setting aside Gai Nie's true strength —

He was clearly Zhu Jia's friend, brought here by Zhu Jia.

With the protection of Zhuge Shennong Hall and Zhu Jia, was he someone people like them could touch?

The second of the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River reacted the fastest.

He immediately clamped his hand over the fifth brother's mouth and gave an awkward, sheepish smile to Zhu Jia and Gai Nie.

Huang Laosi himself was also breaking out in cold sweat, and cupping his fists in apology said,

"Hall Master Zhu, Great Hero Gai, my brother here has suffered a shock — his brain isn't working right.

The two of you, my lords, are men of great magnanimity; just treat this kid's words as a fart!

Huang Laosi offers his apologies here."

Saying this, Huang Laosi raised his hand, preparing to strike himself a vicious blow.

He was truly afraid that if he angered Gai Nie or Zhu Jia, his group would be buried here today.

But before they knew it, a blur flashed before their eyes, and Gai Nie had already arrived in front of Huang Laosi, grabbing Huang Laosi's hand in one grasp.

884 Do you have enough men?

"Brother Gai…"

"Don't hurt my big brother…"

Seeing Gai Nie act thus, everyone present — including Zhu Jia and the other five of the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River — all misunderstood.

The fifth of the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River even let out a fierce shout, broke free of the second brother's restraint, and delivered a flying kick at Gai Nie.

The fifth brother's strength was merely at the Master realm.

Though this kick was enough to split stele and crack stone, to injure Gai Nie — he probably couldn't even land the kick.

Yet Gai Nie acted as if he hadn't noticed, and said to Huang Laosi,

"A trivial matter, no harm done."

"Thud!"

At that very moment, the fifth brother's kick happened to land squarely on Gai Nie.

But the sensation of the strike was nothing like kicking flesh and blood; rather it was like kicking an iron plate, producing a sharp crack.

Then a surge of tremendous force welled up from Gai Nie's body.

Before the fifth brother could react, he let out a wretched cry of "Ah!" and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily through several large trees before tumbling into the dust.

"…"

The other four of the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River exchanged glances at this moment.

Had Gai Nie not said those words, they would most likely have rushed him all at once as well.

In which case, the outcome would likely be no better than the fifth brother's.

"Great Hero Gai, my little brother was rash; please, Great Hero Gai, be magnanimous."

Huang Laosi awkwardly withdrew his hand, sweat pouring down his forehead, and bracing himself said.

His gaze flicked to the spot Old Five had just kicked.

He discovered that not only had Hearing Gai Nie not been harmed in the slightest, not even a corner of his robe had been touched.

Even his robes remained spotlessly clean.

The gap between the chief swordsman of the Great Qin court and lowly wanderers like them was terrifyingly vast.

"If you're this reckless next time, I'm afraid he won't get off so lightly."

Hearing Gai Nie's expression did not change; he lowered his hand, stepped back to Zhu Jia's side, and said calmly.

Only then did the crowd see Old Five walk out from the dust.

Yet they discovered that Old Five, who had been grievously wounded, merely patted the dust off himself and looked as though nothing had happened.

"Old Five, you're all right?"

Old Two's eyes were nearly popping out of his head.

Earlier Old Five had been sent flying, crashing through several large trees in succession — clearly the force that struck him was tremendous.

The few of them had been thinking that Old Five was most likely done for.

They never expected that, aside from looking a bit bedraggled, Old Five seemed completely unharmed.

"I'm fine! Second Brother, what could possibly be wrong…"

Old Five was completely oblivious, still believing it was due to his own deep cultivation.

Huang Laosi, now both shocked and fearful, understood the meaning behind Hearing Gai Nie's earlier words.

Had Hearing Gai Nie not shown mercy, Old Five would have just now been either killed or gravely injured.

Still shaken, he leaped over to Old Five's side and delivered another slap to the back of Old Five's head.

Without waiting for Old Five to ask, he began to scold,

"You idiot, what sort of person is Hero Gai? Not only did you speak rudely, you even struck out at him — you've truly grown tired of living.

If Hero Gai hadn't shown mercy, today we'd only be able to collect your corpse."

"Big Brother…"

Old Five was baffled, still thinking his lack of injury was because he cultivated horizontal training arts, his body's defense being astonishingly strong.

How could he possibly have imagined it was Hearing Gai Nie showing mercy?

At this moment he looked at Huang Laosi in confusion, wanting to argue back.

Huang Laosi gave him no chance, but dragged him before Hearing Gai Nie and said solemnly,

"Hero Gai, my brother here didn't know what was light and what was heavy, didn't know the height of the sky or the depth of the earth, and rashly struck at you.

Whatever the fault, be it a thousand or ten thousand, it lies with me and my brothers.

Whatever instructions Hero Gai has, the Six Ghosts of the Yellow River will carry them out to the letter."