Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

"You are talking nonsense! It was clearly your guards who provoked us first and then plotted against us, yet you are still confusing right and wrong!" Zhuo Yichen was so angry that his cheeks turned red.

Gong Zishang and Gong Ziyu on the other side huddled together and whispered, "The second son of the Zhuo family looks like Gong Yuanzheng, but one is very eloquent and can't win over anyone, while the other is tongue-tied and can't win over anyone."

"What's wrong with him being tongue-tied? He's powerful! There were more than a hundred people in the guard camp, but none of them could beat him. He knocked them all down by himself, and now they are lying on the bed screaming."

"Look at him, he is very skilled in martial arts at a young age. And then look at you, you are good for nothing, causing trouble, and you have no knowledge or skills..."

Gong Hongyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhuo Yichen in the audience, "So it was the guards who lied?"

"Mr. Gong, I know my brother very well. I know whether he will lie or not, but whether the people in your guard camp will lie... I don't know." Zhuo Yixuan and Zhu Yan stepped forward to protect Zhuo Yichen.

"Lord Zhuo, please calm down. I am just trying to find out the truth. After all, everyone in the guard camp is lying down now, and no one saw what happened at that time, right?" As soon as Gong Hongyu received the intelligence, he knew that it was the guards at the palace gate who provoked first and then plotted against him.

However, this was the palace gate, where could he allow others to bully others in his territory. Besides, the people in the guard camp were all his subordinates, belonging to Yu Gong. If they were beaten like this, wouldn't it be like slapping him in the face as the blade holder?

Zhuo Yixuan knew before he came that Gong Hongyu had no good intentions. Moreover, he had already felt some traces of the massacre at the palace gate a few years ago.

"So, how does Mr. Gong want to solve this matter?" Zhuo Yixuan restrained his smile, and his hands behind his back had already made hand gestures and were ready. Once Gong Hongyu wanted to do something to Zhuo Yichen, the paper figures in the Zheng Palace would rush in immediately.

"I hope you will think it over carefully, otherwise your palace will be in danger. Lord Zhuo is the commander of the Demon Collection Bureau. He may take into account the friendship of his fellow clansmen, but I am different. I am a demon, Zhu Yan, the leader of all the demons in the wilderness." During the time Zhu Yan was in the palace, he had no sense of existence and treated people gently and politely, so everyone forgot the fact that he was a demon.

"That's right, if you dare to touch me, my father will not let you go!" Zhuo Yichen stood behind Zhuo Yixuan and Zhu Yan with his hands on his hips.

Gong Shangjiao also pleaded with Gong Hongyu, "Zhi Ren, the second son of Zhuo is a member of the Zhuo family after all. Not only the people of Tiandu City have received favors from the Zhuo family, but even some prestigious sects in the martial arts world have more or less received favors from them."

Gong Shangjiao took a few steps forward and said, "Besides, Zhuo Yichen will also enter the Monster Collection Division in the future. Although he is a commoner now, his brother Zhuo Yixuan is not a commoner. He holds an official position. It is possible that he will mobilize people from the nearby government offices because of Zhuo Yichen."

Gong Hongyu became a little flattered by Zhuo Yixuan's gentle attitude yesterday. He was not able to become a blade bearer just by luck. Although the people of Chongwu Camp handed him a letter, asking him to embarrass the Zhuo brothers, it would be best if they were not seriously injured.

However, Chongwu Camp is far away in Tiandu after all. The Demon Collection Bureau has more than one department in Tiandu. The Demon Collection Bureau in Tiandu is the headquarters, and there are branches of the Demon Collection Bureau in other places.

Gong Hongyu suddenly realized that the letter from Chongwu Camp was a trap. If he really did what was written therein, not only would the Zhuo family not let go of the palace gate, but those sects and officials who had received favors from the Zhuo family, as well as those monsters in the wilderness would not let go of the palace gate either. By then, the palace gate would be too busy to defend itself, and Wufeng would inevitably attack the palace gate on a large scale.

Gong Hongyu changed his serious expression, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, which seriously affected Zhu Yan's eyes. "You'd better stop smiling. You look like a chrysanthemum that you people use for sacrifices. It's so ugly that it hurts my eyes."

Gong Hongyu was neither laughing nor not laughing, he could only pull a stiff face and said, "Master Zhuo, you are joking. Before you came, I had already sent the Red Jade Guard to investigate, I believe the truth will come out soon. I will never wrongly accuse the Second Master Zhuo."

"I hope so." Zhuo Yixuan nodded to show that he understood.

Zhuo Yichen tugged at Zhu Yan's sleeve, "What he said sounded better than singing. He just said directly that I was wrong. Now he suddenly changed his words. Does he have some big conspiracy waiting for us?"

Zhu Yan glanced at Zhuo Yichen, who was ignorant of the world, and suddenly smiled, touched his head, and took him to the other side, setting out a coffee table, seats, tea and cakes.

"What big conspiracy does he have? He's just bullying the weak and fearing the strong!" Zhu Yan was not afraid at all, and everyone in the Blade Hall heard what Zhu Yan said.

Zhu Yan pulled Zhuo Yichen to sit down, and also invited Gong Yuanzheng to sit with him. This frightened Gong Yuanzheng, and he moved back and forth as if there were nails on the seat.

Zhuo Yixuan looked at the uneasy Gong Yuanzheng and walked over to block Gong Hongyu's murderous gaze. "Yuanzheng, just sit still. No one dares to do anything to you now. If someone comes to provoke you, just let the guards in your palace kick them out."

Gong Yuanzheng looked at Zhuo Yixuan with a look that said "are you crazy?"

"Brother Yuanzheng, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that the guards Daddy prepared for you are not strong enough?" Zhuo Yichen thought Gong Yuanzheng thought the paper figures were too fragile and would break if rubbed. "Those guards are all highly skilled in martial arts. They can easily deal with a few palace gate guards."

Zhuo Yichen shrugged his shoulders and continued to stab the people in the palace gate, "After all, I have tried it today, and few can fight. Just look at the people in your guard camp, not to mention the demon collection department, even the people in the Chongwu camp can beat ten people at once."

Although Zhuo Yichen really disliked the Chongwu Camp that always made things difficult for his brother, he still recognized their strength.

"However, brother Yuanzheng, I want to ask if there is anyone in your palace who is particularly good at fighting?" Zhuo Yichen said shyly, "I'm not trying to pick a fight on purpose. I just want to compete with different people. This way, next time Second Father asks me, I'll have a reference."

The most hurtful words are spoken carelessly.

Zhu Yan concealed his smile by drinking tea, and Zhuo Yixuan also lowered his head to look at his belt, the jade pendant that his younger brother had carved for him when he was an adult.

Well, this jade pendant is really beautiful. My brother’s craftsmanship is really excellent, much better than those so-called skilled craftsmen.

Gong Yuanzheng glanced at his brother Gong Shangjiao. In Gong Yuanzheng's heart, his brother Gong Shangjiao was the most powerful figure in the entire palace.

Gong Shangjiao also felt Gong Yuanzheng's gaze on him and turned around and smiled knowingly.

“If Second Young Master Zhuo wants to exchange martial arts, I am always here to serve you. However, as your brother Lord Zhuo said, those guards in the Guard Camp are mortal after all. The targets that Second Young Master Zhuo will need to deal with in the future are monsters, so it is understandable that they cannot defeat Second Young Master Zhuo.” Gong Shangjiao didn’t think that he could escape safely after facing a hundred or so people from the Guard Camp.

When Zhuo Yichen heard it, it seemed to make some sense.

"Then, can I spar with you now?" Zhuo Yichen looked at Gong Shangjiao with shining eyes.

Gong Yuanzheng wanted to speak out to stop Zhuo Yichen and Gong Shangjiao from fighting, but he opened his mouth but no sound came out. He turned his head and saw that it was indeed the white monkey who did it.

Gong Yuanzheng glared angrily at Zhu Yan who was performing the one-word technique.

"Little brother Yuanzheng, please don't disturb Lord Xiaozhuo's pleasure. I believe that Lord Xiaozhuo knows his limits." Zhu Yan looked at the angry Gong Yuanzheng with a smile on his face.

"Besides, little brother Yuanzheng, don't you have confidence in your brother, Master Jiao?" Zhu Yan approached Gong Yuanzheng with a sly smile on his face.

"What nonsense are you talking about! How could my brother be like this..." Gong Yuanzheng stopped talking halfway, as if he realized something. Then, he glared at Zhu Yan with his eyes wide open, and shouted indignantly: "Well, you dead monkey, you actually dared to take my words!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan was so angry that he jumped up and down, his face flushed red, and he shouted back: "What monkey! How many times have I told you that I am an ape, a noble white ape! I am not the ordinary ape that can be found everywhere!"

However, Gong Yuanzheng had no intention of backing down. He crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and looked Zhu Yan up and down with disdain. He sneered, "Humph, don't think that changing your species will change your nature. Whether it's an ape or a monkey, aren't they all covered with hair? Do you dare to say that your true self is hairless?"

Faced with Gong Yuanzheng's sharp words, Zhu Yan was speechless for a moment, and was so choked that he didn't know how to respond.

At this moment, Zhuo Yichen walked up to Gong Ziyu and asked politely, "Master Yu, can I borrow the sword of the guard behind you?"

Gong Ziyu was a little surprised when he heard this. He turned around and glanced at the long sword hanging on Zhuo Yichen's waist, and asked in confusion: "Master Chen obviously has his own sword, why did he go to such great lengths to borrow someone else's?"

Following Gong Ziyu's gaze, he could see that the long sword hanging on Zhuo Yichen's waist was indeed an extraordinary item. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with a huge and dazzling blue gem, which sparkled charmingly under the sunlight; the sword body was slender and extremely sharp, as if it could cut through steel with a light swing; and the scabbard was densely dotted with a row of blue gems as big as grapes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, scattered all over the scabbard, making the whole sword look luxurious and majestic.

"This is the Yunguang Sword. The Yunguang Sword is used to kill evil monsters, not for sparring. Moreover, the Yunguang Sword is extremely powerful, and I'm afraid I can't control it well..." Zhuo Yichen glanced at the roof of the Zhiren Hall.

"It is indeed as Xiaochen said. This sword is the weapon of our Bingyi clan's ancestor Bingyi. He once helped Bingyi slay the evil monster in the wilderness - Yinglong. Later, after Bingyi fell asleep, the sword also fell asleep with him. It was not until Xiaochen was born that it saw the light of day again." Zhuo Yixuan explained the origin of Zhuo Yichen's sword in just a few simple words.