King of Hundred Victories Saber

The gaze was like a hungry wolf staring at its prey, scorching and eager, waiting for Changwei’s response.

Shi Feiyang, Guo Xiangyu, Shi Xiong, Xie Wen, and the others sat at the table, secretly amused upon hearing Dugu Chang’s words.

At that moment, Guo Xiangyu involuntarily turned her head to look at Shi Feiyang, her eyes filled with concern and inquiry.

Shi Feiyang’s lips slightly curved, revealing a barely perceptible teasing smile, akin to a gentle breeze in spring, carrying a hint of playfulness and defiance, subtly laced with mockery of this farce.

That smile, like a flower blooming under the warm spring sun, caused Guo Xiangyu’s heartbeat to skip a beat.

Guo Xiangyu’s mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, secretly worried for Shi Feiyang. Mingjian Manor hid dangers within, Dugu Chang harbored ulterior motives, while Shi Feiyang was at the center of this vortex.

Yet, seeing Shi Feiyang’s calm composure, she couldn’t help but admire him greatly.

Shi Feiyang was like a towering mountain, standing firm and unyielding against the raging storms.

As Guo Xiangyu looked at Shi Feiyang, her admiration grew rapidly, like new buds breaking through the earth in spring.

Shi Feiyang secretly pondered, ”Dugu Chang is truly laughable, probably unaware that I’m right under his nose, yet he still deludes himself into thinking he can win us over to deal with me. Let’s see how the Old Leader handles this; it should be quite entertaining.”

Yet on the surface, he remained expressionless, like a still, unfathomable lake, serene and calm, simply watching everyone quietly. He took up the wine cup, sipped gently, the wine sliding down his throat, bringing a trace of warmth.

His eyes exuded composure and confidence, as if all the world’s schemes were trivial child’s play to him. The tumultuous changes of the Jianghu were all within his grasp.

And Guo Xiangyu just watched him quietly, unwilling to take her eyes off of him for even a moment. To her, Shi Feiyang was the entire world, and on this danger-filled banquet, her heart had long been filled by Shi Feiyang.

Elder Chief Chang listened to Dugu Chang’s words, his heart tightened slightly as if grabbed by an invisible hand, but his face still bore a smile, tinged with a slight awkwardness, like the warm sun in winter, holding warmth but feeling a bit feeble, somewhat strained under this complex situation. He thought for a moment, his thoughts flying like lightning, then quickly and cleverly said, ”What the Young Manor Master says is quite true. I too, have a deep hatred for the Heroic Sakura Association, especially Shi Feiyang. However, I’ve heard Shi Feiyang’s martial skills are unparalleled, making it very difficult to kill him. Moreover, the Heroic Sakura Association’s power is vast with deep roots, even the Jinyi Guard, who strikes fear into the hearts of Jianghu people, holds them in dread. To eradicate them in one fell swoop is no easy task. This matter requires careful planning and cannot be rushed. Oh, I’ve been traveling all day and am quite weary, Young Manor Master, you see...” He finished, brow slightly furrowed, showing a look of exhaustion, not just physical, but also a heaviness in his heart amidst the complex situation. He knew any misstep might cause a huge uproar.

Dugu Chang saw this, immediately stood up, moving quickly yet with grace, saying with a concerned face, ”I was inconsiderate, letting Elder Chief Chang become so tired. Someone, quickly arrange for Elder Chief Chang and the esteemed guests to rest.”

Saying this, he personally led Changwei, Shi Feiyang, and the others to the guest rooms.

Along the way, his gaze frequently swept over Guo Xiangyu, carrying a trace of indescribable heat and yearning, like a greedy wolf eyeing a fat lamb, the desire in his eyes blatant, standing out on this seemingly righteous Young Manor Master.

Despite being at someone else’s manor, Guo Xiangyu still looked after Shi Feiyang with great care, personally attending to every matter.

She moved through the room like a nimble little bird.

She personally prepared tea for Shi Feiyang, her slender fingers like tender flower petals in spring, gently picking up the teacup, her movements elegant and practiced, each one filled with rhythm and beauty.

She handed the brewed fragrant tea to Shi Feiyang, softly saying, ”Young Master, please enjoy the tea.”

Her voice was soft and melodious, like an oriole singing in the valley, carrying traces of tenderness and concern.

She then carefully prepared bath water, gently testing the temperature with her jade-like hand, her focused demeanor as if sculpting a rare treasure, only then inviting Shi Feiyang to bathe. After the bath, she meticulously cleansed Shi Feiyang’s clothes, each action carried out with concentration and care, meticulous and gentle, her eyes full of deep affection and loyalty towards Shi Feiyang.

Dugu Chang felt like he had lost his soul, eager to find Guo Xiangyu after dinner.

When he saw Guo Xiangyu, like an obedient servant girl, diligently attending to Shi Feiyang, he couldn’t help but frown slightly, his brow knotting into a ”川” character, feeling displeased.

A sinister glimmer crossed his eyes, like a black bolt of lightning streaking across the night sky, filled with dissatisfaction and jealousy.

The swordsmen beside him, Li Yuanshun and Li Yuannai, noticed this, and whisperingly said, ”Master, Guo Xiangyu is just a maid of Young Master Yang, why be so attentive to her? Her low status truly doesn’t match you, my lord.”

Their voices were low, yet like sharp knives slicing through the seemingly calm atmosphere.

Li Yuanshun wore a fawning smile, but his eyes carried a trace of cunning, gauging Dugu Chang’s thoughts; Li Yuannai nodded slightly, appearing to follow orders, the two playing off each other, fully displaying their sycophantic nature.