Chapter 518: Chapter 332: Frozen Brigade
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The cold sneer from the Commander’s words glittered on Zhong Hui’s lips, and a deep chuckle broke through the silence.
"You want me to make him part of my Frozen Brigade?" he asked, his voice dangerously low, a not-so-friendly smile decorating his handsome face.
"In truth, I can’t make this person part of my Frozen Brigade," he continued without waiting for an answer or giving the man any time to respond. "My Frozen Brigade is reserved for talents that have yet to bloom, but this young man is different."
The Commander was stunned, hearing what General Frozen had just said. He waited to hear what made him different, but Zhong Hui seemed unwilling to say more. He simply walked quietly toward what was his house.
Seeing the General’s silence, the Commander found himself unable to press any request, leaving him filled with questions. The main issue was, regardless of how the Commander viewed him, what rank did this young man—who seemed like a Master—truly possess?
The Commander grew increasingly curious. The farther they walked, the stronger his curiosity became. Unfortunately, his chance to ask dissolved when he saw General Frozen arrive at the house next to Yan Xiaobao’s residence. With a satisfied nod, General Frozen accepted the key to his new home and entered. As he glanced toward the room where many of his friends were known to gather, his face lit up with another smile.
Regarding the warnings the Commander had issued earlier, Zhong Hui seemed utterly unconcerned. He also appeared to have no thoughts about accelerating their plans.
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Yan Xiaobao’s gaze was focused as he and Lan Feng discussed their various plans and options. They were now aiming to save numerous laws.
As night fell, Lan Feng once again took control of Yan Xiaobao’s body, and the two walked the short distance to the house where the laws resided. Along the way, they noticed an increase in guards. Not only had the house doubled its defensive presence, but patrols were now roaming openly within Dragon Core. If Yan Xiaobao hadn’t relinquished control to Lan Feng, this would’ve been glaringly obvious long ago.
Moving through Dragon Core and headquarters, Hui Yue took three times as long as he previously needed. This time, however, he chose not to kill any of the guards he encountered along the way; nor did he plan to enter this house. Seeing all the additional security measures made it clear that none of the laws had been moved elsewhere.
Though many Kings were in the vicinity, Yan Xiaobao knew that only King-level experts were nearby. Even with their current numbers, Lan Feng could easily eliminate them all.
After observing for a while, the man and Phoenix returned to their current dwelling, once more entering meditation to adjust their plans and expectations.
"If he had no choice, do you think Little Dragon could deal with the Commander?" Yan Xiaobao suddenly asked Lan Feng, pondering a few matters.
Gazing at the young man, Lan Feng shrugged. "According to our plan, I’ll make him regret ever taking the Commander’s position," he said carelessly. "Why would Little Dragon fight him? Compared to letting me handle it, it might end up bloodier and far more troublesome."
"I know," Yan Xiaobao sighed, "I just feel like we’ve overlooked something. I have this feeling... that there’s a strong presence nearby. If, say, a Saint-level expert were to appear and we had to fight, could Little Dragon handle the Commander?"
Lan Feng was quiet for a while before nodding. "Little Dragon should hold the advantage. He’s more or less at Wu Wei’s level—a former Holy Name Expert. Although he’s fallen from grace, his strength still vastly exceeds that of a typical Emperor."
Grunting in acknowledgment, Yan Xiaobao nodded. Knowing he had Little Dragon by his side, along with two King Ranking Experts, he felt more secure. Although these two girls couldn’t fully assist in battle, Yan Xiaobao had assigned Wang Julong and Sha Yun the perfect roles, crucially important, yet not requiring their participation in the fight itself.
Sitting silently, Yan Xiaobao emerged from his cultivation. His eyes shimmered in the silver moonlight cascading from above. The young man smirked coldly, knowing that the final day of his preparation would arrive soon.
With that thought, his heart began to race, and he quickly closed his eyes to steady his breathing.
After sitting like this for a while, Yan Xiaobao opened his eyes, revealing a frosty gleam within. As he gazed at the many friends around him, the chill in his stare gradually melted. He moved toward the window, peering outside.
Across the way, a young Zhong Hui was chatting inside. The sight gave him a sudden shiver.
Though Zhong Hui appeared gentle and friendly, there seemed to be something about him that kept Yan Xiaobao wary. At present, the man was standing outside. When he noticed Yan Xiaobao’s gaze, he cracked a broad smile. Raising his hand into the air, he waved at the white-haired young man.
Seeing this, Yan Xiaobao felt another chill ripple down his spine. The young man outside seemed utterly unfazed by the fact that he had been watching their room since dawn. Regardless, something about this man unnerved Yan Xiaobao further. He quickly nodded in acknowledgment, then retreated into the room, avoiding the stranger’s stare.
As Yan Xiaobao continued his cultivation, the night drew to a close. A ray of sunlight fell upon the young man’s strikingly handsome, white-haired face as he opened his blue eyes with a faint smile.