The Anarchic Consort c1-1376

by Warring Young Seven

  Speaking of which, why would that girl view his fondest daughter with so much disfavor.

  Could it be that Cheng Er truly committed an offense against her?

  Cheng Xiong couldn't figure it out, but only within a short hour of time, all of his efforts during the past few days had been transformed into froth and shadows.

  Actually, the Cheng family hadn't produced any remarkable armament masters during these recent years. On the surface, the Cheng family appeared as if it was the same as in the past, possessing an influential position in the world of armaments. In reality, only he knew that the current Cheng family already could no longer be mentioned on equal terms with the family they used to be.

  And Profound Heavens momentum was just right. He looked for Profound Heavens precisely because he wanted to borrow their momentum and shake-up the Cheng family.

  If Profound Heavens didn't cooperate with them, the Cheng family's future would be a difficult path to tread.

  However, to have him bow his head to a little girl, he was still absolutely unwilling!

  Uncle Zhang also perceived Cheng Xiong's way of thinking. When they'd just started, the boss already didn't approve of the collaboration with the Cheng family. It was because of his meddling. He felt that the Cheng brand had a long-established reputation and was absolutely influential in the world of armaments. So again and again, he made the proposal to the boss, asking her to consider it further.

  Right now, it seemed that Cheng Xiong not only didn't guide his own daughter well, even he, himself, also carried that kind of superiority complex that viewed everyone else to be inferior to himself.

  This kind of person would not be able to amount to much in the business world.

  Uncle Zhang took his hat and placed it on his head without saying a single additional word to Cheng Xiong. Just as he left the inn, there were people who chased after him.

  "Uncle Zhang, please wait." It was Helian Jiao Er. Compared to Cheng Cheng, she was much smarter. At the very least, even though in her heart, she looked down on these subordinates even more, she wouldn't show it on her face. Her bashful smiling expression contained a trace of gentleness.

  Uncle Zhang was an even smarter person, and has already been an advisor for two generations of the Hei family. These young ladies within the capital might not recognize him, but he was well acquainted with each of them.

  Sigh, this also originated with the old father's recent determination to have the second young master get married. Ah no, it's to have the second young master marry a daughter-in-law into the family.

  Yes, this Helian Jiao Er, he could only say that this person really knew how to conduct herself.

  Helian Jiao Er saw that he stopped, so she motioned for her maid to send the item she was holding in her hand over to him.

  Without looking, Uncle Zhang already knew what that item was. He raised his lips into a smile, yet didn't go forward to receive the item at all.

  Helian Jiao Er, seeing that he didn't take the money, knit her long shapely eyebrows.

  "My Lady, what do I do with this?" That maid hadn't seen someone not want money before.

  Helian Jiao Er cursed him silently for failing to appreciate her kindness as the corners of her mouth curled. "Uncle Zhang rejected it because the amount was too little?"

  "Miss Jiao Er has misunderstood this servant's meaning." Uncle Zhang raised his head, neither indignantly, nor meekly. "Maybe Miss Helian still isn't familiar with those of us at Profound Heavens. People in the armament world all know that those of us at Profound Heavens don't accept these."

  Helian Jiao Er gripped the handkerchief in her hand exceedingly tightly and responded again. "I really don't have other ideas, and only wanted to buy an armament that your boss has made personally. The matter of price can be discussed satisfactorily."

  Uncle Zhang laughed. "In regards to the people that can have our boss personally make an armament, money is one condition, but ability with armaments is also necessary."

  "In terms of this condition, you certainly don't have to worry about it!" Helian Jiao Er hadn't spoken and the maid standing by her side already opened her mouth. Contained within the arrogance was a concentrated smugness. "My Lady is actually the Helian family's successor, White Academy's superior student, the genius everyone admires. Not to mention these ordinary people, even those prestigious armament families within the capital may not necessarily win against My Lady!"

  Uncle Zhang glanced at that maid and suddenly smiled. "I forgot to say the third condition. It is also a condition that Profound Heavens has recently added."

  "What? No matter what you say, My Lady can still fulfill it!" The maid looked at Helian Jiao Er's complexion. Seeing the praise written within the light in her eyes, her words became even more haughty.

  Uncle Zhang's voice was smooth and steady as he spoke, pausing after each word. "We at Profound Heavens will also not sell to those who are arrogant and haughty."

  After hearing that, the expression of smugness on the ends of the maid's mouth abruptly stiffened. She couldn't help but turn towards Helian Jiao Er and looked over.

  Sure enough, Helian Jiao Er's complexion was even more unsightly than hers. That little face which originally feigned cordialness, during that split second, became incomparably malevolent! It seemed as if it was making the utmost effort to resist great waves of rage!"

  "What the hell!"

  Helian Jiao Er didn't immediately flare-up until after Uncle Zhang already left. She fiercely threw out the handkerchief in her hand!

  "My Lady, please don't get angry." The maid hastily said. "The master had already gotten in touch with the person in charge of Profound Heavens early on. This manager must not have known who you are. That's why he dared to be rude to you in this way. Wait until we reach the capital, the master will give you the armament to bring back. At that time, we'll see if this manager could still be well-regarded by that boss of his. Who in the world do they think they've provoked!"

  After hearing the maid's words, Helian Jiao Er deeply breathed in a breath of air, and seemed to have been placated quite a bit. "A group of country bumpkins without eyes!"

  "My Lady is right." The maid by her side nodded fiercely and at the same time, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she remedied the matter promptly. Otherwise, if the lady's temper flared, she also won't spare her helpers.

  Helian Jiao Er straightened her cuffs a bit. "Let's go back. Wait until we have reached the capital before speaking of this again."

  People from Profound Heavens had eyes without pupils like this, sooner or later they would regret this day!

  How could she have known that her adversary certainly weren't people who 'had eyes without pupils', but rather, they simply didn't consider selling armaments to her at all.

  There was a boy servant who even asked after he watched Uncle Zhang. "Uncle Zhang, isn't that the Defense Division's Second Miss?"

  Uncle Zhang glanced at that little servant. "Don't ask about the things you shouldn't inquire about."

  The boy stroked the bridge of his nose. "I didn't want to make inquiries. I only wanted to ask about what she said to you. She looks really pretty close up."

  "Is that not making inquiries?" Uncle Zhang's voice was neither quick nor slow. "Fine. It's about time to go back. The boss is also here. She met Cheng Xiong and was quite dissatisfied with the Cheng family."

  The boy's pupils shook. "The boss? She's here? ! Where?"

  Chapter 130 - His Highness In Danger

  "She left earlier." Uncle Zhang struck the abacus in his hand. "This trip has produced not a small amount of expenditure. Everything has been accounted for and reported to me."

  The little boy servant's expression returned to normal. "I've never seen the boss' appearance before."

  "From the time you started to enter Profound Heavens, I've already told you that inquisitiveness isn't needed for the job." Uncle Zhang put away the abacus and seemed as if he'd thought of something as he
turned his head and said. "Oh, that's right, instruct the others that the boss said that in the future, if people from the Defense Department come to buy our armaments, tell them clearly that they'll need to pay ten times the usual price in order for us to sell to them."

  "Ten times!" The corners of the little servant's eyes slightly turned down. "How did the people from the Defense Division provoke the big boss." Even if she wanted to swindle other people's money, she was even clearly telling the other party. This simply was killing people without giving the other person any peace. After people from the Defense Division heard this news, they should be angry enough to die.

  Uncle Zhang smiled as he shook his head. "That's why it's said whoever you might offend, don't offend our boss. Even while she's attending class, she could still make armaments under the teacher's watchful gaze, let alone dealing with these young girls and boys still stinking of mother's milk."

  Within only one month, she'd already rivaled the armament world's hall of famers, merely on the basis of how many armaments she's made being useless, only depended on her brain.

  When it's all said and done, it's still these people who underestimated his boss.

  What's more, his boss, once again, had that identity as the capital's most infamous 'spoiled girl'.

  She was the one who everyone wanted to be able to step under their foot, so much so that even people from the prestigious Helian family struck her name off of the family roster.

  This kind of person, who could believe that she could be Profound Heavens' boss, the armament master who shook up the armament world with her b.a.r.e hands...

  After he was done speaking, Uncle Zhang entered the horse carriage. He didn't know at all that just as he was leaving, a ray of light streaked through the depths of that little servant's eyes, followed by the sound of a slight cough. That little servant walked slowly into the middle of a long deserted alley. His slender pale fingers moved across the side of his face as an imperceptible thin layer of skin gently separated itself from what was originally a face with a healthy complexion. Finally, what was left was an abnormally pale and handsome face.

  "Young Master!"

  A man dressed in black flew quickly but landed with one knee bended on the ground and looked up with a faithful and devoted expression. "In the future please hand over these kinds of matter for your subordinate to take care of. Your health..."

  "No harm done." That person coughed softly twice as the scent of medicine drifted from his floating sleeves. The sound of his speaking voice was actually extremely gentle and was completely different from just now. The moonlight shined upon that well defined face. If this person wasn't the young master from a prestigious family, Jing Wu Shuang, who else could it be.

  No one knew that the reason why he came to Armament City this time, aside from finding an owner for his armament suitable for a female, what's more important was that he wanted to meet Profound Heavens' boss, whose rumors were spreading like fire.

  The outcome was that that person was even more secretive about her movements than he was. He could only pretend to be a little servant for Profound Heavens in order to approach her.

  However, he'd already waited at Armament City for two days, but he still didn't see that so-called boss.

  Yet, it still could be counted as having been rewarding.

  Even though that Uncle Zhang was prudent in his conduct, it's still difficult to avoid revealing information about a person while conversing.

  For example 'she could still make armaments in class under the teacher's watchful gaze'.

  This clearly indicated that this person was not an elderly master like everybody's been thinking at all.

  Instead, she's a student.

  Within War Dragon Empire, there was only one school located in the capital. It's the White Academy that everyone yearned to attend.

  Jing Wu Shuang lowered his eyes. Concealed within were specks of fragmentary lights as he instructed the person on the ground. "Go tell people at White Academy that I'm accepting their invitation."

  "Huh? The black clothed person very rarely exposed this kind of amazed expression. "Young Master, are you really going to that academy and become a teacher to teach there?"

  "Not to teach." Jing Wu Shuang gently coughed twice. A smiling expression like before, gentle and refined, resided at the corners of his mouth. "I'm going there as a student."

  Young Master was going as a student?

  What kind of a joke was that. Even Grandmaster Zi Zun's ability in making armaments may not be able to compare with the young master.

  If he went as a student, who would dare to be his teacher...

  The black clothed person had a premonition. In the future, White Academy wouldn't continue to have such peaceful days anymore....

  "I can't enter like this. I'll need to give myself another identity."

  Jing Wu Shuang thought about it extremely carefully. His finger rested on his forehead as he lightly smiled. "I certainly have not thought about how at that time I'll be surrounded by people everyday asking me to help them make an armament."

  The black clothed person's eyes were deep in thought. "Besides Grandmaster Zi Zun, those teachers at White Academy haven't seen Young Master before. You shouldn't be recognized when you enter."

  "This time, those who participated in the armament convention included White Academy's students." Jing Wu Shuang coughed. His pair of exceedingly refined eyes like those from an ink painting were deeply hidden in thought. The person who won his armament was one among them.

  The black clothed person's eyebrows lowered. "Don't worry, Young Master, I will take care of the three students who showed up today. Besides that Wei Wei, who I am not familiar with, the other two people will not speak of Young Master's identity."

  "She also won't." Jing Wu Shuang's tone of voice was soft as he retrieved his gaze.

  The black clothed person was dumbfounded. "How does Young Master know?"

  "She isn't the sort that likes trouble." Jing Wu Shuang coughed twice and seemed as if he'd thought of something. Unusually, the corners of his mouth actually exposed a faint arc.

  It's the kind that was genuine, unlike the smiling expression put on in front of others.

  The black clothed person was struck dumb as he watched. What kind of situation was this? Should he not ask Uncle Liang what had happened when he hadn't been around these two days.

  The Young Master went as far as to speak on behalf of that infamous overindulged young lady from the capital?

  Wasn't this a bit too weird...

  "Go on." Jing Wu Shuang turned around. That abnormal handsomeness made him appear like a warm and noble young man from an ancient picture scroll. He spoke neither impatiently nor anxiously. "Tidy up a bit and get ready to enter the academy in a few days."

  The black clothed person lowered his head respectfully and responded. "Yes! But..."

  "Is there something else?" Jing Wu Shuang saw him want to say something but hesitate and turned towards the black clothed person to look over.

  The black clothed person lowered his head even further. "When this subordinate entered the city, I've discovered many experts. They all seemed to be from the capital and should be suicidal assassins from the four great clans. Only, subordinate doesn't understand why they've come to Armament City."

  Jing Wu Shuang's fingers paused as he looked up at the bright crescent moon. "Days in the capital have changed. Somebody is no longer able to continue enduring..."

  "Young Master's meaning is that their objective is Third Prince? !" The black clothed person's eyelid jumped in surprise, but knew the Jing family had always been neutral and never participated in the matters between them, but he couldn't help but say again that those old men were too daring. They went as far as to dare and come assassinate Third Prince.

  However, he also obtained news that reportedly, Third Prince came alone, without bringing a single person by his side.

  No wonder Young Master said that days in the capital had
changed.

  This time, he's afraid Third Prince truly will encounter disaster...

  Chapter 131 - His Highness in Crisis

  It's nighttime. Inside the Dark Illusionary Space, the fire qilin suddenly opened its pair of eyes. Within the demonically red pupils, a beam of light flashed!

  Baili Jia Jue was reclining on the decoratively carved wooden bed. His pair of hands rested on his c.h.e.s.t. His posture was as graceful as a nobleman from an ancient castle. Only, he didn't sleep at all. That pair of long and narrow phoenix shaped eyes oozing faintly cold air under the silver mask.

  Swish!

  Countless numbers of swords fell at the top of his head while Baili Jia Jue narrowed his demonically cold eyes!

  He didn't even move the slightest bit, yet all of the swords seemed to have been stopped in midair!

  After that, the corners of Baili Jia Jue's eyes rose and there seemed to be an interaction as some of those tough double edged swords were fragmented in fine sections then became powder!

  The black clothed people were alarmed as they glanced at each other a couple of times and turned their bodies to fall to the ground, then stood as they planned to continue to launch their second attack!

  But they saw the man turned his hand over and the rest of those tough swords seemed as if they were controlled by someone and turned around and thrust towards them!

  This person, he...he unexpectedly already recovered his qi!

  The black clothed people again exchanged meaningful glances and wanted to bring this news back.

  "Want to run?" Baili Jia Jue's voice was extremely cold and firm, his killing attack decisive, as he grabbed one person's neck from among them and slowly lifted him up with a completely murderous movement. Yet those movements done by him contained more of a kind of indescribable beauty.

  Only a snapping sound was heard!