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Chapter 173 I Have Something to Tell You
Jiangcheng
Tian Gambling House
Song Jiu sat upright in the chair, gently picked up a cup of hot tea with her slender fingers, blew on it, and looked at the blue crystal ball in front of her.
The crystal ball was projecting Jiang Yueming's image as he left the carriage.
Song Jiu took a sip of tea, but her brows furrowed.
He went to the toilet when he saw Jiang Yueming preparing to get into Chen Qingling's carriage.
Upon returning, they found Jiang Yueming had already stepped out of the carriage, along with the crippled Liu Jun…
"Strange, Chen Qingling's expression seems a bit... Did I miss some big show?" Song Jiu stared at Chen Qingling's flushed face in the crystal ball, wondering.
"Forget it, Liu Jun is truly useless. It seems I have to go there myself." Song Jiu put down his teacup and shook his head.
He had previously ordered Liu Jun to join the escort team. At first, Liu Jun was unwilling, but it didn't matter, he could just beat him up.
But now Liu Jun is truly a guy who's more trouble than he's worth!
How did Jiang Yueming manage to win him over so easily?
Song Jiu stood up, a chilling smile playing on his lips. His tall, imposing figure even bore a resemblance to a handsome man. "Jiang Yueming, what do you think would happen if Hei Leiya knew about Jiang Wushen's expulsion?"
"What do you think they'll do to you? Hahaha..."
With a single movement, Song Jiu vanished silently into the void. His purpose was simple: to inform Hei Leiya of the news that Jiang Wushen had been expelled.
Next, let Han Xuan, Tiger Guard, and Jiang Yueming fight!
……
Jiang Yueming returned to the carriage, his face solemn.
Ye Mo looked at his worried face with her beautiful eyes, and her red lips parted slightly: "What's wrong? Didn't you already think of a solution?"
Jiang Yueming had just told her how to rescue the Zhongyi Escort Agency and its escort team.
But after that, Jiang Yueming fell silent and didn't say another word.
Ye Mo was very worried about him, wondering if he was hiding something from her.
"Jiang Yueming, we agreed to stand together through thick and thin. If anything's wrong, just say it, and we'll face it together!"
Ye Mo's eyes were full of seriousness as she held Jiang Yueming's hand tightly and spoke calmly.
Seeing Ye Mo's expression, Jiang Yueming couldn't help but laugh and said, "What are you doing? I was just thinking about how to refuse to eat your cooking."
"Is my cooking really that bad?" Upon hearing this, Ye Moyu's face slowly hardened, and she squeezed Jiang Yueming's palm tightly.
"Uh-huh"
Jiang Yueming nodded, then jokingly said without a care in the world, "Please don't insult the profession of chef."
boom!
No sooner had she finished speaking than Ye Mo went up and kicked Jiang Yueming, forcefully kicking him out of the carriage, followed by a deafening roar of anger.
"Get out! Jiang Yueming, I hate you!"
With two clattering thuds, Jiang Yueming tumbled off the carriage, stood up, dusted himself off, and muttered to himself with a bitter expression, "It seems like I've really messed up this time."
Judging from Ye Mo's angry expression just now, he won't be able to get back into the carriage so easily this time.
But that's fine too; he can bear all the difficulties and troubles himself.
Jiang Yueming still hoped that Ye Mo could keep smiling and not feel pressured.
"Foolish, how could I let you face danger with me?" Jiang Yueming looked at the carriage in front of him, shook his head and chuckled.
He does have one worry right now: what will the mastermind behind his fate do next?
He was unaware that this situation, where the enemy was in the dark while he was in the light, was far too passive.
"It seems that only by getting information about Youming from those people in black can we find out who's behind this."
Jiang Yueming sighed softly and walked towards Li Jian and Zhao Yuan.
He had one thing to tell them: how to avoid Han Xuan's further pursuit after they left the Black Thunder Territory.
Anyway, he had already made arrangements for Ye Mo and himself. Once they arrived in the Black Thunder Territory, they would leave the caravan and have Black Tiger's men escort them to the Holy Dragon Empire.
Similarly, Chen Qingling can use this opportunity to quickly extricate herself from her family.
So Liu Jun followed the caravan into the hell that Han Xuan had prepared long ago!
Inside the carriage.
Ye Moqing's face was flushed with anger, her chest heaving with each breath, which traced alluring arcs in the air as she pounded a red cotton pillow with her small hands.
"You stinking Jiang Yue! How dare you say my cooking is bad! I'll beat you to death!"
The thumping sounds echoed inside the carriage, clearly indicating that Ye Mo mistook the pillow in front of her for Jiang Yueming.
"I'm so angry! You big jerk, all you do is make me angry! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"
An innocent pillow is bearing pressure that it shouldn't have to bear at this age. It doesn't understand why this pretty girl is angry with him and is taking it out on it!
"Hmph? You think my cooking is bad? Then I won't cook for you anymore!" Ye Mo pouted and said.
But the next moment, her beautiful eyes widened slightly in surprise, and she changed her mind: "Ugh! He's so annoying!"
"If I don't cook for him, who will help me taste the dishes? Ugh! Jiang Yueming, you're so annoying! I hate you!"
As she spoke, Ye Mo bent down and buried her head completely in the soft pillow, her two jade hands tapping the edges of the pillow incessantly.
After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly raised her head, and her bound black hair instantly came loose, revealing a few strands of black hair swaying slightly on her small nose, while her face gradually turned red.
She sat upright with her slender waist straight, hugging the cotton pillow in her arms, which she had probably trampled into a mess. Suddenly, she grinned foolishly, revealing a row of beautiful crescent moons, her eyes sparkling with starlight.
Hehe, I knew you cared about me.
At this moment, she realized that Jiang Yueming hadn't meant to upset her; he just didn't want to share her troubles.
"Hmph! Don't do it again! Otherwise, I'll... I'll beat you to death!"
Ye Mo looked at the pillow that was being held out in front of her, as if the pillow were Jiang Yueming herself. She gently patted it and then pulled it tightly into her arms, letting the pillow feel its indescribable fragrance and softness.
Her face was beaming with happiness!
……
Jiang Yueming quickly arrived at Li Jian's residence. He glanced at the two elderly men behind Li Jian and sensed a powerful aura. A slight smile appeared on his lips.
"That's good. With two Primordial Realm experts controlling the formation, casualties will be minimized."
As soon as the words left his mouth, an old man dressed in a white robe with a string of black beads on his wrist showed a hint of displeasure.
His name is Tao Ye, and he is the deputy head of the Zhongyi Escort Agency.
At this moment, he couldn't understand why Jiang Yueming, such a tiny child, was sitting on equal footing with them here.
And what's going on with Zhao Yuan and Li Jian? This kid came in and they immediately started serving him tea and water.
Is he that precious?
"Who are you, young master, daring to speak ill of us?" The old man in black stood to the side, his eyes cold as he looked at Jiang Yueming and spoke in a low voice.
He is also the deputy head of the Zhongyi Escort Agency, Dong Weili.
Just like Tao Ye, they couldn't stand Jiang Yueming, a mere Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, daring to sit here and talk to them, who were Ancient Realm cultivators.
What qualifications does he have?
Faced with the disdain of the two old men, Jiang Yueming was not annoyed. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and slowly said, "I am Jiang Yue, the Martial God."
air!
Upon hearing this, Tao Ye and Dong Weili's eyes narrowed instantly, and a sense of fear rose in their hearts.
Their gazes met in unison as they looked at Li Jian, who nodded solemnly.
The two immediately rose and knelt before Jiang Yueming, bowing respectfully: "Greetings, Martial God of the Imperial State! Please forgive any offense we may have caused!"
Seeing this, Jiang Yueming shrugged helplessly.
Humans are just perverse; they always have this sense of superiority. Now look what happened—they've been slapped in the face.
"Alright, get up, I have something to tell you."