Seven o’clock in the evening.
Ye Wudi said, “Long Yi and his group are too strong. If they team up, we won’t stand a chance.”
“So, one-on-one duels are our only shot.”
“What do you all think?”
The War God said, “I agree with Wudi’s strategy, duels are feasible.”
Ye Qiu nodded, “I also think Third Uncle’s plan is good.”
Master Duer clasped his hands, “Amitabha, I too believe duels are the way.”
The old man added, “Since everyone agrees on duels, let’s move to the next step. Who will deal with Zhuge Yun?”
“I’ll handle Zhuge Yun!”
A cool voice rang out from the dining room entrance.
Everyone looked up to see Dragon Lady, dressed in a golden robe, walking in.
Today, Dragon Lady wore no mask, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.
An oval face, almond-shaped eyes.
Willow-like brows.
Fair skin.
Her high nose bridge carried a hint of exotic charm, her beauty radiating the dignity of a peerless master.
Ye Wudi shot up, yelling at her, “You woman, where have you been?”
“Why have you been out of touch lately?”
“If you didn’t show up soon, I was ready to divorce you…”
Thud!
Before Ye Wudi could finish, Dragon Lady knocked him down with a punch.
Then, she looked at everyone and said, “Sorry, my husband lacks discipline, making a fool of himself.”
The group couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Brahma Master, please sit,” the old man stood, gesturing invitingly.
Full of courtesy.
Dragon Lady’s arrival at this moment showed her sincerity toward Ye Wudi.
“No need for formalities, I should be calling you Dad,” Dragon Lady said with a smile. “Dad, you won’t mind me disciplining Wudi, will you?”
The old man laughed, “You did well, thank you.”
Ye Wudi shot the old man a resentful glance, as if to say, I’m getting beaten by this woman, and you’re siding with her?
Am I even your real son?
“No need to thank me, I’ll keep disciplining him,” Dragon Lady said, reaching to pull Ye Wudi up.
Hmph!
Ye Wudi snorted, ignoring her.
“What, think my punch was too light? Want another?” Dragon Lady asked with a smirk.
Ye Wudi glared at her, “Woman, don’t push it, I’m warning you…”
“What are you gonna do?” Dragon Lady’s face turned cold, her eyes sharp.
“Hahaha, honey, just kidding, don’t take it seriously.”
Ye Wudi grabbed her hand, stood up, and fawned, “Sweetheart, you must be tired from rushing here, right?”
“Let me give you a shoulder massage.”
Ye Dabao was stunned. He used to fear Ye Wudi, who always had a stern face, like Dabao owed him millions.
And Ye Wudi’s skills meant he often disciplined Dabao.
Dabao never imagined his tiger-like Third Uncle could be so cowardly.
He felt a rush of satisfaction, muttering, “Thirty years east, thirty years west.”
“What goes around comes around.”
“Third Uncle, you have your day too!”
Though soft, everyone heard Dabao clearly.
Ye Wudi roared at him, “Keep talking nonsense, and I’ll skin you alive, you hear?”
Dabao shrank back in fear.
“Bullying the young, how brave. Try me instead,” Dragon Lady glared at Ye Wudi, then said to Dabao, “If he bullies you again, tell me, I’ll deal with him.”
“Thanks, Third Aunt,” Dabao beamed.
“Alright, let’s get back to strategy,” the old man said to Dragon Lady. “You said you’ll handle Zhuge Yun?”
“Correct,” Dragon Lady said. “If Zhuge Yun’s cultivation doesn’t exceed eight strands of true qi, I’m confident I can take him down爆
System: down.”
“Recently, I was in seclusion, which is why I haven’t been in touch,” Dragon Lady continued. “Taking down Zhuge Yun should be no problem.”
Everyone was delighted at this.
“Good, Zhuge Yun is yours,” the old man said. “Who will handle Long Er?”
“I’ll take him,” Ye Wudi said. “I’ll kill Long Er.”
Dragon Lady rolled her eyes, ruthlessly shutting him down. “Please, with your skills, Long Er could crush you with one hand.”
Master Duer said, “I can team up with Donor Ye to face Long Er.”
Dragon Lady shook her head. “No offence, but even together, you’d be no match for Long Er.”
“I’ll handle Long Er.”
“But don’t get your hopes up. I’ve never fought him, but I know I’m not his match.”
At that moment.
Ye Qiu spoke up, “Leave Long Er to you.”
“Third Aunt, I need your help.”
“Create an opportunity for me to land a killing blow.”
“Deal,” Dragon Lady agreed instantly.
“Can you take down Long Er?” the old man asked Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu said, “Shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Good, that leaves only Long Yi,” the old man sighed. “He’s a formidable foe.”
“If we can’t kill him, taking out Zhuge Yun and Long Er won’t change the outcome.”
“Long Yi won’t be easy to kill!”
Ye Wudi said, “To take him down, we’ll have to work together and fight with everything we’ve got.”
Master Duer sighed, “Pity we have so few people. By the way, didn’t Master Longbrow also get the Forbidden City’s challenge? Why isn’t he here?”
Ye Wudi cursed, “Don’t count on that old fool, totally unreliable. I called him a few times, and he said he’s taking his disciple to hide in the mountains.”
“Even invited us to join.”
“Said we could play a few rounds of mahjong with more people.”
Everyone was speechless.
“This battle is on us alone,” Ye Wudi said.
“What about Old Tang?” Ye Qiu asked. “What’s his stance?”
The old man shook his head. “Old Tang’s position is unclear. He wants to move against the Forbidden City but has reservations.”
“I understand, the Forbidden City isn’t easy to take down.”
“Years ago, I foresaw a final showdown with them, so the War God and I have been preparing in secret.”
“The War God trained a group of fifty death warriors, each as skilled as a Dragon List master.”
“I’m assigning ten of them, led by Tang Fei and Long Ye, to escort Dabao and his mother out of the capital, to preserve a spark for the Ye family.”
“The rest will join us at the Forbidden City.”
“Tomorrow night, we go all in, fight to the death.”
“Prepare for the worst.”
“It’s life or death, up to fate.”
The discussion ended there.
Ye Qiu found it odd that the War God said so little throughout.
That night, Ye Qiu stayed at the Ye residence.
The next day.
The thirtieth of the twelfth lunar month, the day of the decisive battle arrived!
