Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1340: Chapter 1374: The Blazing Angels Return!

”Sect Leader!”

”You’ve arrived.” Meng Chanji gazed at the pitch-black night sky, his eyes complex.

”I don’t know why the Sect Leader called me here so late...”

After Asura suffered a secret loss at the Nantian Gang, he relaxed his surveillance on them quite a bit in recent days.

Because of this, Lin Zifeng quietly came to Dragon City, and she still doesn’t know.

”Do you know he’s already in Dragon City?”

Meng Chanji said lightly, his eyes flickering incessantly, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

”What! He came to Dragon City? I, I...”

”Are you trying to say you didn’t know he came to Dragon City?”

Meng Chanji slowly turned around, smiling, and directly exposed her thoughts.

Immediately, this made Asura’s heart leap to her throat.

Meng Chanji arranged for her to monitor all of Lin Zifeng’s movements, yet the person ran off to Dragon City. She wasn’t even aware.

”Sect Leader I...”

”No need to speak, as long as you’re aware of the matter. It’s not necessary to ask too much. If he needs help, just do your best. After all, Dragon City has clear regulations; no power is allowed to infiltrate, and our Talent Pavilion can’t casually break the rules.”

”Yes!”

Asura’s delicate body trembled slightly; she never expected Lin Zifeng to suddenly appear in Dragon City.

The last time she went to the Nantian Gang to warn them, yet those warnings turned into empty words.

Upon leaving, Asura’s thoughts were chaotic, feeling particularly uncomfortable for failing to meet the Sect Leader’s expectations today.

However, Asura had just left.

Meng Chanji’s cold sword-like brows furrowed deeply, a terrifying oppressive wave pushing toward him.

Moreover, this feeling was growing stronger.

No! It’s not just one energy, but three!

”How is this possible!”

Meng Chanji’s strong body trembled, staring with cold eyes into the distant sky.

Could it be those old immortals from Fusang coming after me?

”No! How could those old immortals possibly set foot in the Martial Arts world?”

With the terrifying wave growing stronger, Meng Chanji was already prepared for battle.

Powerful primordial energy waves engulfed him, and it was time for this Martial Arts Guardian to spring into action.

Yet as the three swiftly approaching figures drew near, Meng Chanji’s old eyes widened further.

Intuition told him the wave was very familiar, extremely familiar.

Just like his kin, it stirred his emotions.

”It’s them! Have they returned? Is it really them?”

Meng Chanji almost shouted.

”Undefeated Angel, long time no see, have you thought of us over the years?”

The resounding roar shook the surroundings, fortunately, besides Meng Chanji, there was no one else around to faint from fright.

”Think! Think! I brood over you all night and day, hoping you can return, like yearning for the stars and the moon.”

At this moment, Meng Chanji was already tearful, like an elderly guardian desperately waiting for his children to come home.

That longing and expectation almost encircled his heart every night. Sometimes surging like tides, sometimes like homesickness.

”Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh”

Three dark rays shot skyward and then suddenly landed.

In the moonlight, their majestic silhouettes were illuminated as though True Gods had descended.

The radiance dispersed, revealing their true forms.

Boom...

Meng Chanji felt like something heavy struck his heart.

”You, you’ve finally come back! You’re still alive!”

Meng Chanji continuously wiped his elderly tears, at this moment, he really seemed like a child seeing family, expressing all the bitterness in his heart.

Five years! Five whole years!

Back then, he missed that crucial battle on the Greece Wilderness, and to this day he regrets it bitterly. If time could turn back, he would rather die in battle alongside his former brothers.

Back then, those unregretful days were what all Blazing Angels yearned for.

For five years, Meng Chanji had the same dream every night, in which he often saw the youthful exuberance of the Holy War, and admired the exceptional potential of the Dark Angel.

Alas... Five years have flown by, never to see them again. He would not rest easy even in death.

”Yes. We’re still alive. Standing right in front of you.”

The three said in unison, their voices thunderous, as if their hearts were in sync.

”Is this real!”

Meng Chanji harshly slapped himself, fearing it was another dream that had haunted him for years.

”It is real.”

Nangong Shui first stepped forward, each step pounding his heart.

Until he reached Meng Chanji, placed a hand on his shoulder, and pulled him close, tightly embracing Meng Chanji.

”Undefeated! Old man, we’re back!”

”Back is good, back is good. Back is good!”

Meng Chanji’s eyes were mostly covered by tears, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

He was an old man with silver-white hair, a blood-stained coat, tears falling from his murky eyes as he hugged Meng Chanji’s neck tightly.

The three shed silent tears, cherishing one another.

Meng Chanji, Nangong Shui, and Jia Zhenjing used to meet frequently, but the old man of the Fallen Angel they thought was dead.

The four hugged tightly for a long time...

”Alright, since we’re alive and reunited, why so emotional?”

Jia Zhenjing grimaced, then remembered something: ”Oh right. What’s that boy’s situation now? While I was away, did he manage to avoid being eliminated in the cradle?”

”Hehehe... Don’t worry, that boy’s life is tougher than a cockroach’s, he won’t die easily. With our Talent Pavilion covering him, how could he die so easily?”

Having barely recovered some emotions, Meng Chanji shed tears again.

”Your granddad’s grandma’s granddad, isn’t everyone still alright? A bunch of grown men crying like this is quite a scene.”

”Right, right, it’s a joyful occasion. Look at my state of mind, almost affecting everyone’s moods.”

Meng Chanji apologized repeatedly, hurrying off to wipe his tears.

”Where is that boy now? Has his underground force developed?”

Before leaving, Jia Zhenjing hadn’t imagined how much Lin Zifeng’s power had grown.

”With the boy’s brilliance, his power should’ve grown quite well.”

Nangong Shui also thought of his daughter, his face showing a touch of doting affection.

”That boy not only unified Zhonghai, but also established a commercial group. If my intelligence is correct, he’s now probably with the Beiming Family.”

”Beiming Family? How did he end up there?”

Jia Zhenjing frowned, knowing the Beiming Family had terrifying individuals within.