Wu Shattered Star River

“How bold!”

The Dark City law enforcer shouted, yet Jiang Han dared to continue his aggression.

This enraged the ten Dark City law enforcers, causing a surge of murderous intent as they rushed downwards.

“咻!”

Jiang Lang flashed into the courtyard, standing in front of the ten law enforcers.

In his hand appeared a token with a blood-red “Jiang” character on it.

Xuan Shisan quickly followed, standing behind Jiang Lang.

Facing the ten murderous Dark City law enforcers, Jiang Lang's face showed no emotion as he said indifferently, “Report to your City Lord You, my Jiang family will give you an explanation for this matter within half a month!”

“Hmm?”

The ten law enforcers were taken aback, their bodies landing in the courtyard.

They glanced deeply at the token, and the leader hesitated before asking, “May I ask which young master of the Jiang family you are?”

The Jiang family had many members, and quite a few possessed tokens.

If it was just an ordinary Jiang family member, they could completely disregard him.

They could capture him first and then let the Jiang family come to retrieve him later.

Jiang Lang glanced at the leader and said indifferently, “My father is Jiang Wushang!”

“Jiang Wushang?”

The ten law enforcers' bodies trembled, and the Tianqi Inn's manager on the roof changed his expression drastically, quickly flying down.

He sheathed his weapon, his expression slightly apprehensive.

Jiang Lang's parents had died ten years ago; Jiang Wushang had been dead for ten years, but the name still resonated like thunder in many people's hearts.

The leader waved his hand, and all the law enforcers put away their weapons.

He gave a look to one of them, who quickly flew away, obviously to report to the City Lord of this Dark City.

The remaining nine law enforcers did not leave, standing coldly in the courtyard.

The courtyard was silent, with only Han Shiqi inside the house still wailing and screaming.

Han Shiqi was truly miserable, his hands and feet severed, now lying on the ground as a ball of flesh.

Blood kept pouring from his mouth as he kept roaring, “Jiang Han, kill me, kill me!”

Jiang Han stood coldly with his saber, wanting Han Shiqi to suffer to the fullest before dying.

He truly hated Han Shiqi.

If Han Shiqi had plotted against him, he wouldn't have cared.

Being able to kill him was a skill, but Han Shiqi couldn't touch Jiang Li; that was his forbidden zone.

Before long, the Dark City law enforcer who had left returned, glancing at Jiang Lang and saying, “The City Lord has ordered that he awaits the Jiang family's explanation.”

“Withdraw!”

The leader of the law enforcers waved his hand, and the ten law enforcers soared into the air, quickly disappearing.

“Young Master Jiang!”

The Tianqi Inn's manager cupped his hands and said, “I was unaware of your esteemed identity before, and there were many offenses.

Please forgive me.”

“It's fine!”

Jiang Lang waved his hand lightly and said, “Manager Zhao was just acting according to the rules; this matter has nothing to do with you.”

“Thank you!”

Manager Zhao cupped his hands in thanks and then quickly retreated.

Jiang Lang glanced at Han Shiqi and Jiang Han inside and said, “Jiang Han, that's enough, we need to go to Donglin City.”

“Okay!”

Jiang Han swung his long saber, stabbing it into Han Shiqi's chest.

After pulling it out, blood spurted out, Han Shiqi's body convulsed, but a look of relief appeared on his face.

Han Shiqi, dead!

Jiang Han sheathed his saber and walked out.

Jiang Lang looked at Zuo Yiyi, Qi Bing, and Niu Meng and said, “You guys go back to Yunmeng City.

Although Donglin Pavilion is not a force under my Jiang family, they will give my Jiang family some face, so Jiang Han and I can go.”

Zuo Yiyi was about to speak, but Qi Bing stopped her and said, “Okay, don't be impulsive, come back safely.”

Donglin Pavilion was a marquis-level force with countless experts.

Qi Bing knew that there was no point in the three of them going; instead, something might happen that would burden Jiang Han and Jiang Lang, so it was better to return to Yunmeng City.

“Let's go!”

Jiang Han flashed out, and Jiang Lang took Xuan Shisan to follow.

Jiang Han didn't know how to get to Donglin City, but Jiang Lang knew very well.

Jiang Lang took him and Xuan Shisan to take the teleportation array six times in a row, and the three arrived at a huge city.

This city was located on a cliff, and the city was estimated to be at least ten times larger than Yunmeng City.

The place where the three appeared was a square.

It wasn't dawn yet, and there were many people in the square, as well as many patrolling soldiers.

Next to the teleportation array stood ten warriors in white armor.

Jiang Han sensed it and found that they were all Profound Nether Realm.

Marquis-level forces were indeed extraordinary!

“Buzz~”

At this moment, a huge warship rose into the sky from the north.

The warship flashed with light and then broke through the air towards the north, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

“Ugh…”

Jiang Han frowned slightly, wondering if Jiang Li was on this warship.

“Probably not!”

Jiang Lang saw Jiang Han's worry and comforted him, then led Jiang Han and Xuan Shisan towards the north city.

Like Yunmeng City, the north city of Donglin City was where the disciples of Donglin Pavilion lived, which was easy to find.

The three arrived in front of a magnificent gate in the north city.

Jiang Lang didn't speak, and Xuan Shisan took out the Jiang family token and shouted, “My young master Jiang Lang requests to see Pavilion Master Lu of Donglin Pavilion, please inform him!”

There were four guards in front of the gate, all of whom were in the Profound Nether Realm.

One of them took the token, glanced at it, told everyone to wait, and quickly walked in.

Jiang Han was anxious, but he could only wait patiently.

After a while, the guard came out, handed the token to Xuan Shisan and said, “My Pavilion Master is in closed-door cultivation, Elder Zhang, who is on duty in my pavilion, invites the three of you in.”

Jiang Lang smiled and said nothing.

The Pavilion Master of Donglin Pavilion obviously didn't want to see him, but sending an elder to receive them was considered giving face.

The three entered Donglin Pavilion and were taken to a side hall, where servants naturally served tea.

However, after waiting for a full incense stick of time, a white-haired old man came late.

As soon as he came, he laughed loudly and said, “It's not even dawn yet, and we have distinguished guests visiting.

I am Zhang Tao, greetings, Young Master Jiang.”

The white-haired old man went straight to Jiang Lang as soon as he came in, showing great insight.

Zhang Tao looked to be about sixty or seventy years old, energetic, walking like the wind, and his aura was like a mountain, indicating that he was a Reincarnation Realm expert.

Jiang Lang bowed slightly and said, “Elder Zhang is too polite, I apologize for disturbing you late at night.”

Although Donglin Pavilion was a marquis-level force, it was not under the Jiang family, but under another monarch-level force, the Myriad Fiends Sect.

Jiang Lang's attitude was very humble, not daring to act like a young master of the Jiang family.

Elder Zhang smiled, sat down, took a sip of tea, and squinted his eyes to ask, “Young Master Jiang, which adult of the Jiang family is your son?”

Jiang Lang replied faintly, “My father is Jiang Wushang.”

“Oh?”

Elder Zhang's face instantly changed, he put down his cup and cupped his hands again, saying, “So you are the son of Lord Wushang, I have been remiss.

Someone, quickly bring out the Snow Mountain Cloud Tea that I have treasured!”

“Jiang Wushang's reputation is so great?”

Jiang Han was slightly stunned.

Previously, the Dark City law enforcers and Manager Zhao's reactions to hearing this name had surprised Jiang Han.

Jiang Lang said that his father had died in battle ten years ago.

How could a person who had been dead for ten years still have such great prestige?

“Elder Zhang is too polite!”

Jiang Lang didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, “I have come today to ask for a favor.

A few hours ago, Chen Zhong from Yunmeng Pavilion brought a twelve-year-old girl to Donglin Pavilion.

That girl is my brother's sister, so please, Elder Zhang, be kind and release her.”

“Uh…”

Elder Zhang was stunned again, then a helpless look appeared on his face, and he smiled bitterly, “Young Master Jiang, since you are the son of Lord Wushang, Donglin Pavilion would never refuse ordinary matters.”

“However, Donglin Pavilion cannot return this girl, because this person is no longer in the pavilion.

Moreover, the person who took this girl away is someone Donglin Pavilion cannot afford to offend, and the Jiang family… probably cannot afford to offend either!”

“Swish, swish, swish~”

Jiang Han and Jiang Lang's expressions changed drastically.

They both remembered the huge warship that had broken through the air when they had just arrived in Donglin City.