Chapter 145: A Gentle Woman

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Jiang Xiaotian couldn’t help but chuckle when he saw the terrified look on his face. But it was obvious that killing him was out of the question. The reason was simple: with Yishen dead, they were already facing a heap of trouble. If they went on to kill someone from the Ito family, it would be more than they could handle.

“Get lost, and consider yourself lucky I’m in a good mood,” Jiang Xiaotian spat, but Ito Hiro and his group didn’t dare show any displeasure. Without a word, they ran off, even abandoning their car.

Ito Hiro was genuinely terrified. All he could think about was getting back to the East, back home. Even if it meant being punished by his masters, it didn’t matter. Hua Xia was just too terrifying. How could he have imagined that the Black Warrior—whom he regarded as a god—was killed by his own university classmate?

This completely shattered his worldview. Even if you gave him a hundred doses of courage now, he wouldn’t dare provoke Jiang Xiaotian again.

Just minutes after they left, several black cars arrived. Upon seeing the two men, they slowed down and finally stopped.

Seeing the black Rolls-Royce, Jiang Xiaotian immediately knew who had come.

Sure enough, a young girl jumped out, her face lighting up with a smile as soon as she saw him. “Xiaotian, you’re okay! The ancestor didn’t arrive late, did he? I was so scared! I saw Ito Hiro and the others just run by and thought something had happened to you!”

Ouyang Ziqian had long since lost her composure around him. Every time they met, she clung to Jiang Xiaotian like a koala, refusing to let go.

His aura naturally attracted the opposite sex, and coupled with Ouyang Ziqian’s fondness for him, she was even more clingy.

She carried a unique feminine scent, mingled with a light perfume—very pleasant.

Ouyang Ziqian’s appearance could easily outshine most celebrities, and with her gentle, flowing personality, any man would be captivated. So when she leaned in, Jiang Xiaotian’s face flushed, his pulse quickening.

Ling Tianzhi watched from the side with a sly gleam in his eyes.

Ouyang Ziqian was the spokesperson for the Ouyang family and a renowned figure in Longcheng. Many wealthy and handsome young men had unsuccessfully courted her, yet Jiang Xiaotian had somehow taken advantage. Still, he himself was clueless and conflicted.

To be honest, Ling Tianzhi had no feelings for Ouyang Ziqian. He didn’t want to disappoint himself or her, so he kept quiet and stayed on as a good friend. If she wanted to cling to Jiang Xiaotian, so be it.

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“Alright, alright, I know you two are close, and he’s fine, but I need to see him. You can hang out later,” Ling Tianzhi said firmly. He wasn’t just making empty talk. If this dragged on too long, it would be troublesome. But since she was the little ancestor of the Ouyang family’s old ancestor, he couldn’t say much.

Hearing this, Ouyang Ziqian looked at Jiang Xiaotian with a pout, reminding him they had promised to go shopping after the fight. She had even invited the old ancestor to keep that promise, and now Jiang Xiaotian was breaking it.

Looking at her big, watery eyes, who could resist?

Jiang Xiaotian swallowed nervously and glanced at Ling Tianzhi. “How about—”

Before he could finish, a cold voice behind him warned, “If you dare think with your lower body, I’ll castrate you!”

“Tsk, alright then, Ziqian, a man’s career comes first. You go back to Longcheng and wait. Trust me, this will be resolved quickly, then I’ll come find you. I promise we’ll have voice calls every night, how about that?” Jiang Xiaotian began to sweet-talk again.

But this tactic worked wonders on Ouyang Ziqian. Normally, she might send ten messages without a single reply, but now that he promised nightly calls, how could she not be happy?

“Okay! Deal!” Ouyang Ziqian linked pinkies with Jiang Xiaotian, then reluctantly got into the car, blowing him a heart sign as she left.

Ling Tianzhi watched this and sighed as the car drove away. “You really have a way with women. Ziqian is a good girl, much calmer than her sister. If you dare break her heart, I’ll definitely end you!”

“Huh? No, I’m not— I mean, I’m with her…” Jiang Xiaotian hurried to explain.

Ling Tianzhi cut him off. “Enough, shut up. Even if you’re not with her now, you will be. She’s liked you so openly for so long, and you haven’t rejected her. If you tell me you don’t like her, do you want to die? A man can only afford to let down two things: his lover and his family.”

Jiang Xiaotian’s mouth went dry. He had no comeback. It wasn’t that he hadn’t rejected her—it was that he never found the chance.

Well, whatever. He’d take it one step at a time. Right now, he wasn’t thinking about romance. First, he had to survive.

Ling Tianzhi made a call and soon a few jeeps arrived. Together, they sped off toward the forest.

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The journey wasn’t far; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to pinpoint Jiang Xiaotian’s location so quickly.

This place resembled the site Zhang Guodong had taken him to before—a sort of base. But compared to before, it was larger, with more martial artists inside, and their strength far greater.

Many were older than Ling Tianzhi, but they still showed great respect and greeted him warmly. In the world of martial artists, strength was everything.

Ling Tianzhi hurriedly led Jiang Xiaotian to a room and tossed a pile of documents before him.

“Take a look.”

Jiang Xiaotian was confused but flipped through them. Mostly, they detailed the sudden increase of Eastern people entering Hua Xia recently, under various pretenses. There were also some reports and legends that seemed unrelated.

“You don’t understand, right? That’s normal. No one understands this, but you and I should. A long time ago, the East and Hua Xia had a good relationship, so many legends they passed down are similar to ours. Do you know about Dragon Raising Its Head?”

Jiang Xiaotian nodded. That was a traditional festival—he definitely knew about it.

“Actually, Dragon Raising Its Head is the day the true dragons appear. The dragon clan has nobles and ordinary dragons, but our relationship with them is terrible. Usually, when we meet, it’s a fight to the death. In just over a month, Dragon Raising Its Head will come. I want you to check it out. The Eastern people entering now probably aren’t just here for the Flowery Path.”

Jiang Xiaotian understood but wondered why this kind of task had to fall to him.

“Why not find someone else? I’m so tired. Feels like I’m just a tool. They promised me a break, and I almost lost my life, and now before I can even catch my breath, they want me to work again?”

Ling Tianzhi chuckled. “There’s still over a month left. I’m in a hurry because I have to leave soon. Besides, only you can do this. I told you, the relationship between dragons and humans is bad. You’re human, but you’ve practiced the dragon clan’s secret arts. If anything goes wrong, they won’t just kill you outright. Who else do you think could go?”

He left the question hanging, an unspoken challenge in the air.