nashuaworldcup Chapter 282 Deterrence
Chapter 282 Deterrence
"I will obey the sect leader's command!"
At his command, Wen Zhuliu and Wen Min reacted swiftly, bowing respectfully and responding in a deep voice. Then, with expressionless faces, they continued carrying the two still unconscious people on their backs and turned to leave, heading towards the area where the Nevernight Medical Hall was located.
The other guards, who were also seriously injured, bowed respectfully in silence before quickly following Wen Zhuliu and the others.
At the same time, the Supreme Elder, who had suddenly risen from the stage and stood before his seat, was no longer the energetic man he had been. He covered his forehead, looking weak and pale, and complained pitifully about Wen Ruohan's unreliability: "Ruohan, my good grand-nephew, you're finally back! This whole bunch of things you've done has really worn out your old uncle's bones!"
"I've been waiting for you so long, and you're finally back! Come, come, this seat is for you!" Despite the pitiful words of the Supreme Elder, his actions were incredibly swift, like an eagle catching a rabbit. His strong and powerful hands ignored Wen Ruohan's instinctive resistance and struggles, grabbing his left hand, which was covered with wounds, and dragging him to the seat where he was.
Almost simultaneously, the Supreme Elder himself appeared in an instant at the end of the seating area, like a lit fuse. He then sat down leisurely and winked at Wen Ruohan, who had a dark face, with a slightly mischievous and smug look. "Hey? Nephew, why don't you hurry up and greet the family heads and scholars? Why are you staring at this old man?"
"Oh!" he exclaimed with sudden realization. "Alas! I know you are filial and concerned about my health, but important matters come first! Don't keep our guests waiting, that would be too impolite! Uncle, Zhibai and the others are here, it's alright!"
The Supreme Elder was completely oblivious to Wen Ruohan's gloomy and almost drippingly ugly face. He just waved his hand at him with a beaming smile, then pointed to Wen Zhibai, who was huddled in a corner like a mushroom, before settling down in his seat to wait as a spectator.
Wen Ruohan: "..."
Wen Ruohan took a few deep breaths before he could suppress the rising emotions in his chest. After all, he really couldn't do anything with this stubborn and unyielding elder. As for strength? He was only slightly stronger than the elder; if he injured the elder a thousand, he would suffer nine hundred and ninety percent damage himself!
Status? The Supreme Elder is the oldest living elder in the Wen clan, who has made great contributions to the Wen clan, and he is also his own direct great-uncle!
Power? The people within the Wen clan who support the Supreme Elder make up about one-third of the Wen clan's elite force. If they hadn't consistently supported Wen Ruohan and the Supreme Elder hadn't automatically retired after Wen Ruohan initially took power, the blood feud surrounding the Wen clan's regime change would probably have been several inches thicker!
Left with no other choice, Wen Ruohan could only ignore this increasingly childlike uncle and continue with his unfinished business.
However, after such a series of interruptions, the almost tangible aura of murderous intent and killing intent that had formed around Wen Ruohan due to several days of life-and-death battles, more than a dozen near-death experiences, and the successful killing of a ferocious beast that had been sealed away by predecessors for hundreds of years, which was extremely dangerous, had long been dissipated without him realizing it.
The cultivators, whose hearts had been weighed down by a thousand-pound weight, finally regained their senses and began to speak with renewed courage, chattering amongst themselves on the vast training ground.
First, an ordinary, unknown family head, hiding in the crowd, tentatively asked in a low, trembling voice, "Sect Leader Wen... May I ask you... what kind of ferocious beast did you hunt to suffer such serious injuries?"
From the very first word, the wealthy patriarch, dressed in a gray-blue silk robe with the character "福" (fortune/blessing) on it, tilted his head slightly, cautiously and nervously watching Wen Ruohan's expression. Seeing that he showed neither joy nor anger, nor any rebuke, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, immediately calmed down, and his words became even more fluent.
Upon hearing the question, Wen Ruohan neither answered nor denied it. The wealthy patriarch in gray-blue robes was overjoyed. He mustered all his speed and managed to bow respectfully again before anyone else could speak. He then stood up and congratulated him with a beaming smile: "Congratulations, Sect Master Wen, on your great achievement! Your brilliance shines throughout the ages. I am deeply grateful and honored to be able to receive your radiance! I wonder if I, in my humble capacity, will have the honor of hearing about your earth-shattering achievements on this trip?"
“……┗|`O′|┛ Aww~~” The group of family heads and scholars, whose credit had been stolen twice, glared at this extremely slick and obsequious fellow with contempt and disgust. The next second, they rushed to bow and fawn over the domineering Wen Ruohan, doing their utmost to please him.
In an instant, the vast Nightless City training ground was filled with praise and eulogies for Wen Ruohan.
Amidst this surging tide, Lan Wenjing calmly took two steps toward Wen Ruohan before asking in a low voice, "Sect Leader Wen, do you need any medicine for your injuries?"
Hearing Lan Wenjing's concern clearly, Wen Ruohan's usually cold face softened slightly. He gently shook his head and declined, saying, "I appreciate Qingheng-jun's kindness! My Wen family's physician will arrive immediately, so there's no need for Qingheng-jun's medicine!"
Lan Wenjing nodded good-naturedly, his gentle and warm gaze sweeping lightly over the chaotic crowd below. He then glanced upwards at the blood-red sunset that was gradually turning leaden gray, and asked calmly, without the slightest hint of urgency, "Given the current situation, what does Sect Leader Wen think we should do?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohan felt a sharp pain in his back teeth. "That damned fox, Lan Wenjing!"
He cursed inwardly, knowing full well that Lan Wenjing had set a trap for him, but unfortunately, he had gone too far this time and almost ruined everything!
Feeling guilty, Wen Ruohan had no choice but to swallow her anger at being tricked. Ignoring Lan Wenjing, who was smiling like the bright moon illuminating a secluded spring, she turned her head and glared coldly at the large group of cultivators below. The tangible cold light flashed across the sensitive brows of everyone present, and under the seemingly real pain and chill, all the hot-blooded people instantly calmed down.
The entire venue, which was even more bustling than the ordinary people's lantern festival market, suddenly fell silent. All sounds stopped abruptly, leaving only thousands of rapid breaths and high-pitched heartbeats!