C387 It's me, fat grandpa.
C387 It's me, fat grandpa.
"Patriarch Wu, I am here on the orders of the Great General. You are a smart person, so I don't think you need to explain any further! " Zuo Feng said to him casually.
Saying that, he took out a scroll from his sleeve and placed it on the table in front of Wu Tianguang.
This is the Monarch's personal letter. From today onwards, the Wu family will be under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Cloud Empire. Zuo Feng stared at him and slowly spoke.
When these words came out, Wu Tianguang's eyes narrowed as a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He stared intently at Zuo Feng, and suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "General Zuo, are you thinking of using force?"
"You can think of it that way …" Zuo Feng replied.
"Humph, you guys are too unsatisfied!" Hearing that, Wu Tianguang said coldly.
The Wu family had always been paying taxes for the Empire of Tianyun, but the empire was eyeing their family's quick money and wanted to annex them.
If the Wu Clan's alchemy skills were to be obtained by the Royal Clan, they would no longer be a part of the Wu Clan in the future.
Historically, the Empire had resorted to all sorts of methods, and everyone knew that for the sake of benefits and power, it was willing to do anything.
Today, if the Wu Clan submitted, the pill concocting techniques that they possessed would no longer exist.
Without his Alchemy skills, the Wu Clan was nothing. They were still not an existence that could be trampled upon by anyone.
Wu Tianguang knew this better than anyone, so his attitude right now was extremely unyielding.
"Sorry, General Zuo, I, Wu Tianguang and the Wu family cannot do it …"
"You … This is forcing us to take action! " Hearing that, Zuo Feng's gaze stared straight at him, his face and tone suddenly darkened.
"Force? "That's because you think too highly of yourselves!" Wu Tianguang looked at him with contempt and replied coldly.
"Hmph …"
Because of this, Zuo Feng gave a cold snort and suddenly stood up from his seat, glancing down at him condescendingly. His face was filled with a cold arrogance, and he coldly threatened: "Since it's like this, then don't blame me, Zuo Feng, for being rude!"
When the words came out, a killing intent instantly exploded out from Wu Tianguang's body.
However, at this moment, a soldier covered in blood rushed in.
"General! General! Something terrible has happened! Two people have barged in from the outside! They can't be stopped no matter how hard we try!"
The bloodied soldiers frantically reported to Zuo Feng.
With that said, Zuo Feng's face suddenly darkened.
"Who dares to go against the imperial guards?!" "Bam!"
He shouted angrily, but before he could finish, a loud sound came from the door. Accompanied by a soldier covered in blood, the soldier broke the door and flew inside as if he had suffered a heavy blow.
For a time, wood shavings flew everywhere as wailing sounds echoed out in waves.
Amidst the smoke and dust that filled the air, two youths walked in with large strides. Countless soldiers covered in blood behind them followed closely. They stared at the two of them with extreme vigilance.
"It's me, fat grandpa!"
Jia Ren took a step forward and stood at the door of the guest hall, staring at Zuo Feng from afar, he answered sloppily.
Zuo Feng stared at him, his pupils suddenly contracted, he frowned, and asked: "Who are you?"
Once he said that, Jia Ren gave him a playful smile, and then replied extremely arrogantly: "Listen, I, fat grandpa, will never change my name, you guys remember this, fat grandpa is called Jia Ren!"
Pfft!
As soon as these words left his mouth, the 'fake' man's melodious name instantly misunderstood many of the Imperial City soldiers, causing them to be angered to the point that they had the urge to spit out blood.
But just at this time, the little fatty raised his eyebrows at Zuo Feng, and said in a clear voice, "How is it, it's a very easy name to remember, right?!"