One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

Ma Xianhong: "..."

A group of highly talented individuals: "..."

王也和诸葛青：“ヾ(?7?2°?6?3°?7?2)?1?7?1?8得意！”

quiet!

Deathly silence!

On the mountain path leading away from Biyou Village, everyone remained silent, and the atmosphere became eerie. No one could have imagined that things would develop into this situation.

Do not!

It should be said that... Jiang Bailan, who should never have appeared, would make a "shining appearance" in this way, which greatly exceeded Ma Xianhong and others' expectations.

You said he came, but it seems he didn't!

You might say he didn't come, but he definitely did!

so?

Did Jiang Bailan come or not?

Looking at the dumbfounded Ma Xianhong and the group of talented people from Biyou Village, Wang Ye glanced back at Zhuge Qing, raised an eyebrow, as if to say, "Old Qing, what do you think of my move?"

Zhuge Qing: "..."

how about it?

Upon hearing Wang Ye's question, Zhuge Qing smiled sheepishly, but inwardly he was cursing wildly, already regretting agreeing to Wang Ye's unreasonable request.

If Jiang Bailan were to wake up now, none of us would get any good juice.

"Master Ma, why aren't you asleep so late? Are you waiting for us?" Wang Ye said with a smile, leaning on the headboard and looking at Ma Xianhong and the others opposite him.

Ma Xianhong: "..."

After a pause, upon hearing Wang Ye's question, Ma Xianhong finally snapped out of his daze and stared at Jiang Bailan, who was fast asleep on the bed, and had no choice but to accept the reality.

Even so, Ma Xianhong was not afraid, after all, with so many underlings here, how could he back down?

"Master Wang, Brother Zhuge, it's so late, where are you taking Jiang Bailan?" With his hands hanging at his sides, Ma Xianhong asked Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, who were carrying the bed.

He then added, "Master Wang, Brother Zhuge, if you didn't intend to stay, you could have just told me directly. Was it necessary to leave without saying goodbye? Or... do you look down on me, Ma?"

"Besides... if you want to leave, fine, but what's the point of bringing Jiang Bailan over? Do you think I, Ma Xianhong, am afraid of him?"

Wang Ye: "Aren't you afraid?"

Ma Xianhong: "I'm not afraid! Not only am I not afraid, but my superior constitution is also not afraid!"

After speaking, Ma Xianhong didn't forget to turn back and glance at Qiu Rang and the others.

As the saying goes, "Even if you lose the battle, you must not lose the moral high ground." As the village head, Ma Xianhong, even if he was afraid of Jiang Bailan, absolutely could not show it at this moment.

If people's hearts are lost, it will be difficult to lead the team.

A group of highly talented individuals: "..."

Old Ma! You're not afraid, but we are!

Glancing at Jiang Bailan, who was fast asleep, the group of high-level cultivators began to think about how to avoid danger in case the fight broke out. Otherwise, a sudden and intense battle could ruin their lives.

With a push of his legs, his body fell to the ground, and his eyes closed.

Lying down in the pit means you've secured your future.

The King of Hell is taking good care of you!

Wang Ye: "Are you really not afraid?"

Ma Xianhong: "Who's afraid of who's a coward?"

Hearing Ma Xianhong's words, Wang was in a dilemma. He had originally thought that the other party would be hesitant to act because of Jiang Bailan, but now it seemed that he was wrong.

At the same time, he also began to look at Ma Xianhong with new respect.

What a man!

Thinking of this, Wang Ye said in a low voice, "Master Ma, since that's the case, don't blame me..."

As he spoke, Wang reached out and touched Jiang Bailan's face, preparing to give her a good beating to bring her to her senses.

Since they won't let us leave, let's face the baptism together!

Zhuge Qing: "Holy crap!"

Ma Xianhong: "The bridge's sack!!"

A group of highly skilled individuals shouted: "Stop! You bastards!! If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!!!"

Upon seeing Wang Ye's frantic actions, everyone present changed their expressions drastically, looking as if they had been utterly humiliated. Ma Xianhong, too, abandoned his previous composed demeanor and became tense.

I'm not afraid!

But who likes to get beaten up for no reason?

Does not being afraid have anything to do with getting beaten up?

Ma Xianhong stated that there were no bags available!

Wang Ye: "Weren't you all fearless?"

Everyone: "..."

Seeing the expressions on Ma Xianhong's and the others' faces, Wang Ye spoke again: "Master Ma, are you really not considering letting us leave?"

Wang Ye had an expression that said, "I'm not afraid of anyone, I have a hostage in my hand."

The dead are hung in the sky, the living live for ten thousand years!

Having survived being buried alive at Longhu Mountain and being brutally beaten by Kun Kun during the day, Wang Ye acted as if it were nothing more than a "minor hardship," thinking that at worst they would all suffer a great beating together.

Moreover, Wang was not unprepared; he had already devised a countermeasure.

Even if Jiang Bailan wakes up, he has a way to protect himself. As for Zhuge Qing and the others, Wang also said that they have nothing to do with him.

Ma Xianhong: "..."

“Master Wang… letting you leave is no problem, but the talented disciples behind me are eager to have a match with you.”

Wang Ye reached out and touched Jiang Bailan's face: "Who wants to spar?"

Zhuge Qing: "As expected of you, Old Wang!"

Ma Xianhong: "You're a real talent!"

A group of highly talented individuals: "..."

Seeing Wang Ye rely on his single skill to succeed, Ma Xianhong shook his head and waved to signal the talented people behind him to make way.

Originally, he had no intention of forcing Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing to stay; he just wanted Shang Genqi to test their methods. Since they insisted on leaving, Ma Xianhong had no choice but to accept it.

With a wave of his hand, the talented students behind him scattered, making way for him.

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Master Ma. After Lao Qing and I leave, take Lao Jiang back to his room."

"Old Qing is gone."

After saying that, Wang Ye lifted the head of the bed again, preparing to head out of the village, but found that Zhuge Qing, who was carrying the foot of the bed, did not react at all.

"Old Qing?"

Wang Ye turned around and looked back, only to find that Zhuge Qing remained unmoved.

"Old Wang... I might have to stay here a few more days. You should leave first!" Zhuge Qing glanced at Ma Xianhong, then at Wang Ye, and slowly said.

"?"

Hearing Zhuge Qing's words, Wang Ye seemed very surprised. He didn't know what Ma Xianhong had told Zhuge Qing, and continued, "Old Qing... are you serious? You can't see that what Ma Xianhong is trying to do is destined to fail, and this place is a dangerous place that can't be left untouched!"

"I know, but I have reasons to stay here, and Lao Jiang is here too. What could possibly happen to me?"

Whether it was to overcome his inner demons and break through his bottleneck, or to acquire Ma Xianhong's Eight Extraordinary Techniques, Zhuge Qing planned to stay for two more days before leaving with Jiang Bailan.

Wang Ye: "??? So you were planning to stay all along?"

Zhuge Qing: "That's right! It's because I didn't want to let you down."

Wang Ye: "Should I knock you?"

Zhuge Qing: "..."

In an instant, Wang felt like a clown, and it was at that moment that he heard a familiar voice.

"Old Wang, don't rush to knock on his horse, let me knock on you first..."