Chapter 499. Misfortune (1)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
As Lou Yu and others returned to the imperial capital, they went directly to General Zheng’s mansion.
“Who are you? What are you doing here?” After answering the door, a man in grey asked as he found it was a total stranger.
Zheng Xuan looked at the man, frowning unhappily, and asked, “Who are you? Why haven’t I seen you before?”
The man in gray smiled and said clearly, “You are from Rong Kingdom, right? It’d be only strange if you ever saw me before.”
Zheng Xuan, with a steely face, asked, “Are you not from Rong Kingdom?”
The man in gray gave Zheng Xuan a sidelong glance, saying arrogantly, “Of course!”
Zheng Xuan frowned, asking with a denouncing tone, “This is my grandpa’s mansion. What are you doing here?”
The man in grey looked at Zheng Xuan and raised his eyebrows with great interest. “Oh, that old man is your grandfather? This house is now ours, so get out of here.”
Zheng Xuan’s face sank instantly.
The man in grey said with disgust, “Speaking of which, this house is really dilapidated! But there’s no better place than this, and we can only make do.”
The flames on Rong Yi’s body shot into the air, the man in grey thrown out by a strong force.
“What do you want?” The man in grey exclaimed.
Zheng Xuan stepped on his chest and asked fiercely, “Where is my grandfather?”
With a flush lighting up his face, the man in grey shouted at the top of his voice, “Elder, someone is here to pick a fight!”
“Who is it?” Hearing the noise outside, a man in a black robe with white hair came out, with four young men following behind.
Mo Fei swept over, the man in black robes was level nine, the other four, three level seven and one level eight.
With his foot on the man in grey’s chest, Zheng Xuan coldly threw his red eyes at the man in white hair.
The white-haired man looked at Zheng Xuan, eyes suddenly shrinking, he clearly felt the overwhelming aura on Zheng Xuan.
“Where’s my grandfather?” Zheng Xuan’s face was cold.
The storm-haired man frowned and asked, “Who are you talking about?” but soon he knew what was going on, “You are that man’s grandson?”
Zheng Xuan looked darkly at the white-haired man and said impatiently, “I am asking you where my grandpa is.”
Looking at Zheng Xuan’s nearly crazy expression, that man in white hair hesitated for a bit and then said, “He is gone?”
Zheng Xuan bit his teeth, ferociously looking at the white haired man, roaring “You fought my grandpa, right? You pushed him away, right?”
The white haired man’s face darkened. He didn’t start a fight. It was a level eight star magician under him. He never expected Zheng Hong had a level nine grandson.
“I started it. What? Your grandfather is simply too vulnerable. Only a few moves and already fell under my feet. I wonder what face he has to call himself a general. What a joke!” A man in white followed behind said arrogantly.
Zheng Xuan immediately threw a punch at him, with a fire dragon baring its claws flying out, and fiercely hit on the man in white.
Ouch~ The hot flames turned into a fire net, wrapping the youth in white firmly inside.
“Elder, help me!” The young man in white was full of anxiety.
Zheng Xuan smiled coldly, the fire grew bigger.
As the white haired man was about to help, Mo Yi instantly stood in the away, and his level nine spiritual pressure released immediately. Blue waves surrounded Mo Yi, black hair flying with the breeze, showing dense killing feeling in the eyes.
The white haired man gawked at Mo Yi, secretly surprised: Another level nine young man? d.a.m.n! This is unbelievable!
The boy in white turned to ashes in a cry of surprise.
The other three who followed the white-haired man retreated, and the pride on their faces a moment ago not was replaced by panic.
Zheng Xuan walked toward the white haired man step by step, coldly asking, “Where is my grandpa?”
The white haired man said helplessly, “He really left. As for where he went to, I also have no clue.”
Zheng Xuan looked at him, grinding his teeth, eyes fluttering with fire. “You don’t know anything? If you don’t know anything, so why should I keep you?”
The white haired man’s face went freaking pale. Zheng Xuan extended his foot and kicked at him.
“Why would you kill me” The white haired man was both surprised and angry.
“You deserve it.” Zheng Xuan said darkly.
Since the feud had been stared, killing one or two didn’t make difference.
With a roar, Zheng Xuan’s whole body turned into a fire ball and hit at the white haired man.
The white haired man opened his arms to weave a dark iron net before him.
As the flames touched the black net, it got stopped.