Chapter 184

A glint of indifference flickered in his eyes.

His voice sounded very soft.

Yet every person present shuddered all over.

Beads of cold sweat instantly seeped out across their foreheads.

They exchanged a glance with one another.

Then, one after another, they bent at the waist and answered in low, solemn voices.

"This subordinate will surely not fail the Governor's high expectations!"

The very same scene was unfolding at the Liushan Sect and the Embroidered Uniform Guard's Command Office.

Only, compared with Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian—

Neither side harbored any other ulterior motives.

Their one and only thought was how they might ease Your Majesty's worries and solve his troubles.

To guard against any unexpected events.

The Drunken Flower Tower.

As one of the Hua family's properties in Jingcheng.

By now, the Drunken Flower Tower was already packed to the rafters.

Inside a private room by the window on the second floor.

Listening to the ceaseless sound of wine being poured beside his ear.

Hua Manlou smiled faintly and spoke.

"What? You're not worried about them?"

"And you still have the mind to drink here?"

As he spoke.

His tone could not help but carry a trace of curiosity.

As for Lu Xiaofeng's temperament, he knew it intimately well.

Under normal circumstances, let alone drinking—

He probably couldn't even sit still!

Yet here he was now, leisurely sipping his wine.

How could that not pique his curiosity?

"What's there to it."

"I went to see them last night already."

"Otherwise, you think I'd still be here keeping you company over drinks?"

Lu Xiaofeng explained as he spoke, not forgetting to take another swig of wine.

"You went last night? No wonder."

At those words, Hua Manlou—

Paused, slightly taken aback.

Recalling his usual whirlwind, firebrand way of doing things.

He suddenly felt a flash of understanding.

Then he said no more.

He sat down across from him and, with composed elegance, raised his wine cup.

Time flew by.

Amid the eager anticipation of countless martial artists.

Nightfall descended slowly.

A bright moon bloomed in the void, radiating its pure, silvery light.

Yet, for some unknown reason—

It seemed even the moon itself could sense that tonight was no ordinary night.

The light it cast carried a distinctly chill, murderous air.

And at both ends of the Forbidden City's wall.

As the moon rose slowly into the sky.

One group after another, countless experts gathered.

They were seen clustering together in twos and threes.

Their faces all wore expressions of excitement, thrill, and anticipation.

While keeping one eye on the city wall.

They did not forget to mutter in low voices with the companions beside them.

"Tell me—does Bai Yun's Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens truly outshine the rest, or is Ximen Chuixue's Sword of Flying Snow the fiercer by three parts?"

"One Sword Saint, one Sword God—no matter who wins, this is a feast for the ages! We lucky dogs, getting to witness it with our own eyes!"

"Right, right—in raw talent and flair the two are evenly matched; in Sword Dao cultivation, both stand at the very pinnacle, each with his own strengths. In short, whoever wins, it will only be fitting."

"I just wonder which of the Five Realms of the Sword Dao the two of them have actually reached?"

"If only Senior Dugu Qiubai could show himself—what a pity. What manner of being is he? How could he possibly deign to come watch?"

"Honestly, I'm far more curious about who on earth this Second Dragon Head of the Qinglong Society is, to actually be ranked ahead of Senior Dugu—it's simply beyond imagination!!"

"...."

Apart from the ever-swelling chatter of the martial artists gathered there.

Even many of the experts observing from the inns and taverns were equally curious.

However.

Just as all eyes were upon them and the atmosphere gradually grew solemn.

Time passed, second by second.

Yet the crowd saw no sign of Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuixue.

For a moment.

Their expressions could not help but grow somewhat anxious.

Among them.

Most were worried that this duel could not proceed as scheduled.

And that they would have made the trip for nothing.

Very soon.

Another hour passed.

Watching the crowd gradually lose hope.

Two figures suddenly landed on the city wall.

They were none other than.

Tonight's very protagonists.

Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue!!

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Seeing this scene.

The crowd shuddered all over, their spirits suddenly lifted.

At the same time.

The arena first fell silent.

Then erupted into a great clamor.

Everyone's gaze converged upon the two figures.

Their aged faces trembled with excitement.

Ye Gucheng: "You've come."