nashuaworldcup Chapter 221 Declaration of War
Chapter 221 Declaration of War
Upon hearing this, Qinghengjun's smile softened even more: "No, they are more suited to soaring through the vast world and bringing fresh vitality to the Xuanmen world! The Lan Clan is a constraint for them; taking them into the clan would surely extinguish the pure spiritual power within them!"
Upon hearing this, Nie Changfeng recalled the carefree and unrestrained young man who had remained so lively despite Wen Ruohan's probing attack, as well as the nonchalant and relaxed demeanor of the other two young men. He then compared this to the strict and elegant family tradition of the Gusu Lan Clan, which boasted thousands of rules. The two were indeed vastly different, so he nodded understandingly: "That's to be expected! The three of them are indeed incompatible with the Lan Clan!"
Wen Ruohan scoffed, "Ha! To put it bluntly, aren't those three just setting an example for the world to see, all for your own ambitions?! Otherwise, you, Lan Wenjing, that black-hearted fox, who shuts yourself up and leaves all the internal affairs of your own family to that dull-witted teacher Lan Qiren, would you have the spare time to worry about others?!"
"..." Qinghengjun's smile faltered after Wen Ruohan took the opportunity to make sarcastic remarks, but he quickly recovered. He knew that Wen Ruohan was taking the opportunity to insult him to vent his frustration. But who could blame him for the way he got Wen Ruohan to agree with his ideas and stand on the same side as him? Well, it was a little bit sarcastic, so no wonder he still felt resentful!
Therefore, Qinghengjun turned a deaf ear to Wen Ruohan's occasional sarcastic and derogatory remarks, and instead was very magnanimous and tolerant.
It's okay if he's a little fussy about these minor details; just let him vent his frustrations to prevent the resentment from becoming a huge hidden danger over time!
Seeing that Qingheng-jun only smiled in tolerantness in the face of his provocation and did not react otherwise, Wen Ruohan felt as if he had punched a large, soft cloud of cotton, which was very uncomfortable.
Feeling frustrated, he pouted and stopped nitpicking over such trivial matters. He then got down to business and asked seriously, "Lan Wenjing, Nie Changfeng, do you really think the Hundred Families will cooperate with us so obediently?"
Nie Changfeng stroked the hilt of his sword and laughed heartily: "My Crimson Blade will annihilate all villains! Bring it on!"
Qinghengjun nodded slightly, his gentle smile still bright and clear, yet it inexplicably carried a chilling hint of spring. "Sect Leader Wen, you flatter me! I, Lan, have never believed that my words alone could persuade the various sects to join our camp and willingly sacrifice their own and their families' interests for the benefit of what they consider ants!"
"Tch! They're nothing but a bunch of cowardly rats hiding in the gutter, spreading rumors, gossiping, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and oppressing their own people!" Wen Ruohan scoffed disdainfully.
Nie Changfeng grinned in agreement.
"Even so, it must be known that throughout history, countless important events and heroic figures have been lost at the hands of people like them!" Qinghengjun's eyes narrowed slightly as she spoke with a serious tone, "We still need to be more careful!"
The thought of having to scheme and fight with this disgusting bunch of guys made Nie Changfeng feel nauseous, and his thick eyebrows almost twisted into a pretzel.
Wen Ruohan wore the same expression of disgust: "I can't even be bothered with the Wen family, how dare they ask me to waste my energy on them?!"
Qinghengjun smiled helplessly: "It's alright. I'll handle dealing with the Hundred Families. You just need to take care of the rest! I'm saying all this to remind you not to be too careless with them. Be careful of the endless tricks they might use from the shadows, lest you fall into their vicious schemes without realizing it!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohan and Nie Changfeng exchanged a glance, their faces lighting up with unspoken joy: "Don't worry, as the head of a sect, I have enough precautions! It's settled then, you'll handle the Hundred Families, don't let them cause trouble in front of me!"
Seeing Qingheng nod and smile, the two finally relaxed. Wen Ruohan slumped into his seat, his tense body collapsing casually. "Then shall we proceed according to plan starting tomorrow?"
“Good!” Qinghengjun nodded.
"Nie the scoundrel, Blue Fox, let's see which of the three companies recruits more talented individuals after this symposium?" Wen Ruohan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he confidently and ambitiously challenged him to a duel.
"Oh! You think I'm afraid of you? Come on then!" Nie Changfeng tapped his tongue against his teeth and readily agreed.
Qinghengjun didn't speak, but simply nodded at Wen Ruohan, who was staring intently at him, indicating that he had also accepted the challenge.
"Ha!" Wen Ruohan rested his chin on his hand, his eyes filled with eager anticipation. "This stagnant Xuanmen sect isn't so boring anymore! Let's see how much of a wave our actions can create! I wonder if we'll ultimately change the world as we wish, or if we and our families will all be swept away by the tides of history? I truly look forward to that day!"
Nie Changfeng and Qing Hengjun remained silent, but their eyes, which were either calm as the sea or fierce and violent under the bright moonlight, were churning with an uncontrollable fighting spirit, revealing the expectations in their hearts!